Love in Xuancheng

"He has a name. Don't bother!"

The emperor was stunned for a moment when he heard the speech. He stared at Feng moye and couldn't say a word for a long time.

Feng moye completely ignored it and bowed his head to tease his son. The father and son became a world, and no one could integrate into it. It was fun to play.

Shen Xingyue smiled awkwardly at the emperor, raised her finger to Xiao Xi, and whispered, "his name is Xiao Xi."

"Xiao Xi?" the emperor was puzzled, and his eyebrows tightened even more.

"The wind reads the feather" the wind Mo Xie made up a sentence faintly.

Shen Xingyue was stunned. Her puzzled eyes fell on Feng moye's face. Although she wanted to ask him when he got his name, why it was called Nianyu, and what his name meant, she simply swallowed what had come to her mouth on this occasion.

Feng moye turned a blind eye and still happily teased his son to play.

The emperor glanced at his son and grandson. His anger dissipated unconsciously, and his whole body looked soft and kind.

The emperor tilted his head and smiled. He watched his pink and jade grandson dancing in his father's arms and giggled with joy. His hands loosened, clenched and loosened. He really wanted to rush over and hug the lovely little thing.

Shen Xingyue gently tugged at Feng moye's sleeve, winked at him, and motioned him to give the child to the emperor. Feng moye's sword eyebrow almost frowned invisibly, and reluctantly sent his son out. The emperor immediately took it over. As soon as he held it, Xiao Xi began to cry. Tears flowed out like no money. It was distressing and loving to see it.

The emperor was very reluctant to let go, but his grandson cried like a tearful man. He had no choice but to hand it to Feng moye. As soon as the little guy returned to his father's arms, he stopped crying immediately. Feng moye smiled and the little guy was happy.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the emperor felt a little sad and muttered, "it's my own, a virtue!" with a smile in his eyebrows and eyes, he was not angry at all.

It turns out that this bastard can laugh. It's really nice to laugh! The emperor praised it in his heart.

"We're gone after watching!" Feng moye's head was not raised and turned around to leave.

The emperor's face turned purple and red for a moment. It seemed that he was very angry. He was just about to attack. Shen Xingyue quickly explained: "at this time, Xiao Xi should take her to feed!"

When the emperor heard the speech, he relaxed a little and waved his hand. Shen Xingyue was slightly blessed and hurried to catch up with him. As soon as he caught up, he couldn't wait to ask his teacher for a crime, "the wind is evil, explain!"

"Hmm?" Feng moye looked at her puzzled.

"Don't pretend to be silly! What's the meaning of Feng Nianyu? When did you take it?" Shen Xingyue's face is unhappy, with a sullen color, and her tone is very serious and urgent. She always feels that "Yu" is a woman's name, "Nian Yu", miss? Missing? Miss? Is there another woman in his heart? Why does his woman want my son to miss her? We must find out!

"I just took it. Did madam forget it so soon?" Feng moye pulled the topic aside.

"Nian Yu, why is it called Nian Yu?" Shen Xingyue ignored the stubble he gave and continued to cross examine.

"These two words suddenly flashed in my mind and said it casually. Nian Yu - Nian Yu - Oh! It's really good!" Feng moye looked leisurely and leisurely, and could not see a little guilty and lying.