Xuanyuan Yunqing took the initiative to stretch out his arms, hugged Xuanyuan Yu's tall body in his arms, and hugged him tightly.

"It's all to blame for your father's ruthlessness, who actually threw you out of the royal capital for a year, wandering around, and living like a beggar!"

When he said this, Xuanyuan Yunqing raised his head, and a pair of peach blossom eyes contained an extremely sharp edge, shooting in the direction of Xuanyuan no return, full of blame and anger.

Xuanyuan Bugui received the angry gaze of his wife, and couldn't help but shrink a little, his eyes drifted around, and he couldn't help but stretch out a hand and touch his nose as if he was innocent.

"Don't worry, last time my mother went back to Xiling's house to worship her ancestors, so I gave your father the opportunity to make things difficult for you."

Xiling Yunqing let go of Xuanyuan Yu's embrace, raised his head slightly, stroked Xuanyuan Yu's cheek with one hand, and his eyes were faintly covered with a faint twilight, and said: "Yu'er, if you have a mother here in the future, no one can embarrass you." Whether it's your father's ruthless or your second uncle's white-eyed wolf, my mother won't let them bully you for half a point. ”

In a word, Xuanyuan does not return and Xuanyuan Zhiji's face is a little unbearable.

Even Xuanyuan Yu, while being moved in his heart, looked a little helpless. He's a mother, everything is good, but it's too protective.

From childhood to adulthood, no matter what chaos he and Ze provoked, Xiling Yunqing would cover the sky with one hand, and the desperate tiger cub would help them carry it down.

"Mother, you're serious." The corners of Xuanyuan Yu's lips hooked a gentle smile, and said, "In the year I went out to practice, because of the conditions that my father offered not to reveal his identity and not allow the use of Jin Yuan, he really suffered a lot. But thanks to this, I was fortunate enough to meet Luo'er, so instead of resenting his father, my son wanted to thank him. ”

Hearing his own son talking to him, Xuanyuan was moved in his heart, and tears almost appeared in the corners of his eyes.

Otherwise, with Yunqing's relationship, after returning to the bedroom at night, I don't know how to show his face!

"Hmph." Xiling Yunqing gave Xuanyuan Bugui a big roll of his eyes and snorted coldly.

"Son, do you see the bald scoop on your father's head? That's because my mother deliberately didn't give him medicine, who let him torture you like that. Xiling Yunqing's expression when he looked at Xuanyuan Yu was completely another gentle scene.

Xuanyuan sat on the dragon chair, one hand tightly grasped the broken bones of the half of the celestials, and pursed his lips a little aggrieved.

Maybe it's because he's too obsessed with the study of martial arts and uses his brain too much, so since he was thirty-five years old, the goddess of hair roots has never taken care of him again.

The thick hair that I was once proud of began to fall out day by day, from falling out one by one, to falling out one by one, and in the end, it became the current bald Mediterranean virtue.

When he was young, he was also the most beautiful man on the Tianyuan Continent, hey, now that he has fallen to this point, it is really unbearable to look back on the past!

Fortunately, he married a good wife.

The Xiling clan, in the way of refining medicine, has even reached the point of reaching the pinnacle.

The big pill is returned to the pill, the flesh and bones of the living and the dead, it is not a problem at all, and the pill that can be improved by ten or twenty years of cultivation by eating one can also be refined.