Free Web NovelChapter 388: Chapter 293
The few deputy generals and Ming Feng behind him nodded in agreement.
It really is too similar.
If the Little Prince were born in the Capital City, anyone who had seen the royal visage might suspect this was Your Majesty’s romantic escapade outside.
However, since not many people in Bianzhou had witnessed the royal visage, the Little Prince’s identity had surprisingly remained undisclosed for several years.
Xie Xiuran held Lu Ziyuan’s face for a long time, reluctantly acknowledging that this person truly resembled him.
With wide eyes, he looked towards his mother, receiving another confirming nod from her.
So, this was indeed his father.
Seeing the clever and lively appearance of the little bean sprout, Lu Ziyuan, newly a father, couldn’t resist rubbing his head and giving his cheek a hearty kiss, laughing, "Good boy, call me Dad."
He exuded an extraordinary aura, with a handsome appearance. Plus, Xie Xiuran was young, with a strong ability to accept, and he was at a stage where he longed for a father.
Feeling the father-son instinct’s influence, and sensing the other’s kindness and benevolence, Xie Xiuran awkwardly covered his kissed cheek, turning his head away, refusing to acknowledge him.
Not hearing a single "Dad," Lu Ziyuan didn’t mind.
Having found his wife and unexpectedly gained a son.
It was a happiness he dared not even dream of.
Hugging his son and standing beside his wife, the desolate aura surrounding Lu Ziyuan slowly dissipated, and his stern face revealed not a trace of coldness.
The winter sun shining on him gave a few moments of vigorous vitality.
Xie Wanqing slightly raised her head to look at him.
Watching his straight back, his well-defined jaw, and the joyful smile on his face.
What stood out the most were a few strands of white at his temples.
It pricked Xie Wanqing’s eyes painfully; she quickly blinked, holding back tears, unwilling to ask more.
But the child didn’t understand these things, and Xie Xiuran was evidently very curious about his suddenly appeared father.
He tilted his head and pointed at his father’s temples, asking, "You already have white hair, are you much older than my mom?"
As the words fell, Ming Feng and several deputy generals all directed their gaze towards Xie Wanqing.
But being questioned by his son about his age, Lu Ziyuan’s smile paused, and he slowly turned to look at Xie Wanqing, just in time to see her slightly reddened eyes...
His gaze flickered softly, and he passed his son to Ming Feng, saying, "Go play outside for a while, Dad and Mom have something to talk about."
Xie Xiuran refused; he twisted his body, reaching out his arms wanting his mom’s embrace.
But clearly, his wishes weren’t so important.
Ming Feng wrapped his squirming small body tightly, bowed, and took his leave.
Leaving space for long-separated masters to reunite.
As the courtyard gate was lovingly closed, Xie Wanqing’s waist was suddenly tightened, and she was hoisted onto Lu Ziyuan’s shoulder, returning to the inner room.
Soon, she was dropped onto the bed.
This time, he was no longer suppressing murderous intent, restrained or forbearing, desperately searching the room back and forth. freeweɓnøvel.com
The moment he let her go, he grasped her shoulder and pinned her on the bed.
He didn’t speak, simply using those deep eyes to look at her profoundly.
Xie Wanqing neither evaded nor surrendered, meeting his gaze.
Rarely, being pinned under him, this girl didn’t struggle one bit.
She didn’t even show any discomfort.
Well-behaved, unlike herself.
Lu Ziyuan curved his lips into a smile, inspecting her brows little by little, seriously looking, wishing he could etch this face into his heart.
