"Childe, everything is normal with Xiao Shizi."

Mo Fei withdrew his hand, also a little at a loss for what to do.

"Everything is normal?"

He put his hand on the small forehead of his eldest son, who was the eldest son and grandson of his Shuo Wangfu, and also the son of the Shuo Wangfu who was personally enshrined by the Holy Lord, and the eldest son whom he gave a back look.

But what's the matter, this kid is born and doesn't speak.

Now several children are starting to speak, the partial one, since childhood even crying is rare, in the past they can also say, this is his character, just too quiet children.

But when several children are babbling, this child begins to be a little special.

He picked up his eldest son and let him stand on his lap.

"Brother Xiao, are you so unwilling to say a word to your father?"

And Brother Xiao opened a pair of big eyes, but still flattened his small mouth.

At this time, a hand was placed above his little head, and then he gently rubbed her little head.

Brother Xiao raised his little head and saw Shen Qingci's face smiling at him.

It's just that suddenly, he saw tears rolling down his mother's eyes.

"Don't cry," Jiang Heng comforted Shen Qingci, "Mo Fei has said it, he will be fine, there are some children in this world who are slow to speak up." ”

Shen Qingci carefully hugged his eldest son, since we were children, we have been taking care of Brother Yi'er, and it is my fault that we have less control over the two brothers.

She gently stroked the eldest son's little face, and she never noticed his abnormality, and only now did she know that he didn't speak.

Shen Qingci was very sad and distressed, she was afraid that her eldest son really couldn't speak, so what should she do, now they are almost a year old, and the other children can be called father, can speak, and can express their little meaning.

It's just him.

She doesn't seem to have given birth to them well, that's why Brother Yi is so weak, and it is also Brother Xiao that may not be able to speak.

At this moment, a small hand was placed on her face.

Brother Xiao opened his mouth, but there was still no words, and when he saw that his mother was about to cry again, he also pasted his little face on his mother's face.

"Mother......

The soft children's voice is better than any sound in the world.

Shen Qingci was stunned for a moment, and then glanced at each other with Xuan Hengxi.

This voice is what Brother Xiao said, he is fine, he can speak, right?

Zhu Heng was busy holding Xiao Ge'er into his arms, and also letting him stand up.

"Brother Xiao, call Daddy, okay?"

Brother Xiao pursed his little lips.

"Daddy......" He also shouted a word of Daddy in a low voice, and the words were clear.

Xuan Heng hugged him closer, and he looked at Brother Yi'er's eyes like jewels, this child's eyes were very transparent and clean, of course, there seemed to be some weakness in this little eye.

As the little prince of Shuo Wangfu, how can he not speak, the eldest brother is the father, if he is the same as his younger brothers and sisters, then how can he be this eldest brother, although he doesn't know these things yet, but he already has some of the demeanor of the eldest brother.

Shen Qingci hugged her son over, and kissed his little face hard, which really scared her to death, and now her heart has finally let go, and the big stone on her heart has also been put down.

What she is most afraid of is not anything else, but her children, as long as her children can grow up safely, without illness and pain, without disasters and difficulties, then everything in this world is not a big deal for her.

The curtain outside was opened, and Xiao Ge'er's nurse walked in, holding a bowl of meat porridge in her hand, but after she opened the curtain, a cold wind suddenly passed, which also made Xiao Ge'er sneeze.

Shen Qingci hurriedly turned around, and also used his back to block the wind outside for his eldest son, Xiao Ge'er looked at his mother like this, and his little hands were also tightly grasping his mother's clothes, burying his little face in his mother's arms.

The four of them, each of them is their mother's heart, and each of them is their mother's life.

"Give it to me," the nurse took the bowl from the nurse's hand and asked the nurse to stand still, because the nurse also had a kind of cold air coming from outside.

At this time, it is not yet winter, but it is already so cold, it is conceivable, if there is no accident on this day, it should be colder than ever.

Shen Qingci put Brother Xiao away and let him sit.

He also fed the meat porridge spoonful by spoon into his small mouth.

"Have you eaten the others?"

Shen Qingci asked the nurse.

"Madam, I've eaten it all."

The nurse hurriedly replied, "These children, if they are together, they are all rushing to eat, even the third son has eaten a small bowl of meat porridge, and has eaten an extra egg." ”

Shen Qing turned his head and saw that his eldest son had eaten well, so he touched his little head lovingly, and then went to see the others.

And when she came out, the wind outside was blowing on her, which also made her shiver, as if even her breathing was starting to get cold.

Sure enough, it's cold.

And there will be an extremely cold weather.

She tightened her clothes, and this was the way forward.

The cold outside also makes the pedestrians feel miserable, all of them are tightening their necks, holding their arms and running, most of the people in the capital have put on winter thick clothes on this day, and they are also resisting the sudden cold.

Xiangjue Temple was originally built in the depths of the high mountain, and it is much colder than the bottom of the mountain all year round, so every time the heat is ten, there are many dignitaries and nobles who will come here to escape the heat.

But there are also advantages and disadvantages.

The terrain of Xiangjue Temple is so high that it is not easy to travel on weekdays, so when it is winter in this mountain, it will be extremely cold, and even pilgrims are a lot less at this time.

Because the temperature on the mountain is too different, for the monks of Xiangjue Temple, every winter day is the beginning of their penance.

"Master, master......"

A little novice shouted as he ran, and even in such a cold wind, he was sweating profusely.

"Why are you so flustered?"

The Pure Sky Mage opened his eyes, and he was also sitting cross-legged on the futon, holding a picture of kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and also a crane hair and a childish face, plus he was already good-looking, and now he has become a beautiful mage, why is this face more and more tender the longer it is.

"Master......" The little novice ran over, and then realized something, and hurriedly made a Buddhist salute respectfully to the Master of the Pure Sky.

"Master, someone has sent us something down the mountain, please go out and take a look."

Master Jingkong flicked the Buddha beads in his hand, and then he stood up and walked out with Xiao Shami, and outside the temple, there were already a lot of people standing, all of whom were dressed as guards of the Shuo Palace.