"Are you an idiot? Even my mother doesn't know who it is? I'll tell you, my mother is as beautiful as a flower, her eyebrows and eyes are like picturesque, her skin is like a thin willow, her feet are like white lotus, and her people are like Lin Kouku." Lin Fengyi put his hands on his waist and said seriously. His arrogant look was used on a child of four or five years old, not to mention how funny it was.

Sure enough, even Ling Ye, who was pretending to be cold, couldn't help but be happy. He reached out and touched the child's head, and said with a smile: "Whose child is it? Can he raise a four or five-year-old child like this? Is it weird? Is it smart? My brother likes it very much! Hehe..."

The child slapped the man's hand with disgust and pouted, "Bah, he's thick-skinned. You are at least twenty years older than me, and you dare to call yourself my brother. I think you are just like the vulgar flower picking thief in the middle of the night. He was dressed in black and blocked my uncle's way here. If you can be a good thing, I'll slap myself. You still want to pursue my mother, but you are not qualified, and you don't have any door!"

Ling Ye looked at the child's mouth, like a bamboo slip, and it kept crackling. God, did he lose? He actually lost to a five-year-old baby! He didn't believe it! He held back the aggrievance in his heart. The man gritted his teeth and said word by word: "You...you, okay, very good, tell me, who is your mother?"

"Uncle, I think your brain is really not good. Let me hear it clearly. My mother's boudoir name is Lin Qianqian, also known as Lin Kouq, because she has locked my wife...!"

Boom... Ling Ye felt like he was struck by a ray of lightning, and millions of grass and mud horses galloped past him in his heart.

"Lin Qianqian? Lin... Qianqian?" The man said incoherently. The three words Lin Qianqian surrounded his heart like magic and could not be removed!

"What Lin Lin? Isn't what I said clearly enough? Are you thinking about water on one side and flour on the other side, and it turns into a paste with just a sway? Is it the last time that my mother's name is Lin Qianqian's Lin, and Lin Qianqian's Qianqian's."

Ling Ye can't listen to anything now. This... This is Lin Qianqian's child! What does this mean? What does this mean? Is this not sure that this child is his own prince!

Thinking of this, Ling Ye widened his eyes and looked at the little man in front of him carefully, without missing any inch of land until his eyes browed to Lin Yi's face, and his whole body was stunned for a moment.

It's a scam, this little face doesn't know if you don't look at it. If you look closely, how can you feel like a prince is rejuvenated? He has been protecting his master closely since he was a child, and naturally he is familiar with Yuwen Huang's appearance at a young age. The child's appearance is clearly similar to the master, especially his eyebrows and eyes, which are particularly vivid. At a young age, his eyes are so deep. Those who don't look closely will think that the child's eyes are pure and clear. But Ling Ye is extremely familiar with these eyes. This girl clearly puts the prince's eyes on the child's face! Ah!

God, he is about to go crazy, he can't believe that his wise and powerful prince actually has a child...

"You, come with me, uncle will take you to find your mother."

Ling Ye could almost imagine the prince’s wonderful face. What would he think of the real Yuwen Huang when he saw the replica Yuwen Huang?

...

"Prince, six years ago, we were the bridge and the road back. Now we meet again. The little girl only thinks you are a stranger you know. Why should you mention the old things again? Just get upset?" Lin Qianqian herself couldn't deny it. The moment she saw Yuwen Huang appear in front of her, the pool of water in her silent heart suddenly rippled a ripples. Even if she was with Dan Tai Zimo day and night, she had never felt this way.

Yuwen Huang looked at this woman. She was even more dazzling than before. She was radiant and had a leisurely temperament. Every frown and word was like an ancient well without any waves, making him feel like he hitting cotton - soft and weak, but unable to do anything.
Chapter completed!