It’s hard to break a phoenix’s destiny

Chapter 681: A Loving Mother and a Filial Son

The two were discussing things quietly when Cui Xi came over with the children in her arms, saying that the children were clamoring to be hugged by Yang Xianrong, and she had no choice but to come to them. Seeing Cui Xi's mischievous smile, Yang Xianrong naturally understood.

She reached out and held her youngest son, Xiao Fudi, in her arms and kissed his little face.

The child stopped crying immediately and kept snuggling in his mother's arms, in a very good mood.

But Liu Yao was in a very bad mood, and even had a slightly dark face.

He had no choice but to reach out and hug his eldest son Futian, but the eldest son actually took two steps back and held Yang Ruoxi tightly, saying that he would not hug him no matter what. "Father's beard is too long, it pricks me. Otherwise, you can hug your brother too. I will wait to hug mother."

"Hey!" Liu Yao laughed angrily and stroked his beard, "Even your mother doesn't dislike my beard!"

"That's because mother loves you... Hey..." As soon as these words came out, Yang Ruoxi stepped on Futian's foot, and Futian quickly changed his words: "It's not that I don't love you, but I don't love you as much as mother... Hey, that's not what I mean, it's that I love you very much and respect you very much... Hey, just hug your brother, and I'll hug mother."

Futian's feet were almost broken by Yang Ruoxi. He really couldn't hold her anymore, so he could only go forward to pull his brother and lean against Yang Xianrong, "Mother, you should hug me first. I have been practicing martial arts very hard today." The child started to act coquettishly, making Yang Xianrong laugh happily, but she had another child in her arms, so she could only rub him with her cheek.

Seeing that Yang Xianrong was entangled by the two children and was somewhat exhausted, Liu Yao quickly reached out and pulled the younger one out, held him in his arms and pricked him hard with his beard, causing Fudi to scream in pain.

Now everyone laughed.

Liu Yao saw that there were Liu Cheng, Liu Jun and Liu Yi behind Yang Ruoxi, and couldn't help but ask: "Why are you all here? Doesn't the Shaoying Group have anything to do these days?"

"Father..." Liu Cheng curled his lips, "We just came back from Pingyang this morning. We have dealt with everything and washed up. We came here to say hello to our mother."

"Why don't you greet me?" Liu Yao raised his eyebrows. In front of these sons, he still wanted to maintain his dignity. But the next moment, Yang Xianrong broke his gaze, "Your Majesty, the children came here just to greet you, right? You are so busy, where else can they find you except in the hall? They must come here to visit me, right?"

After Yang Xianrong revealed his thoughts, Liu Chengdu laughed, "Mother knows her son's heart very well."

“Humph.” Liu Yao deliberately poked Fu Di’s little face with his beard, causing him to scream in pain. He insisted on getting down and shouted, “Big brother, save me!”

Yang Xianrong laughed until she cried, and she wiped her eyes with Futian's sleeve. Futian quickly wiped her face with his dirty hands, and said hurriedly: "Mother, why are you crying?"

"Mother is happy." Yang Xianrong smiled happily, she was indeed very happy.

When Cui Xi looked at her, she also shed tears. At this moment, perhaps only the two of them understood how difficult the past days had been, but fortunately, they were all over.

With these children, it was always more lively. However, in the end, Liu Yao was still serious and was going to be a strict father. When he was about to set rules for the children, Yang Xianrong smiled and said, "Okay, it's rare that the children are so neat and all around us, let's have a good meal."

Liu Yao would never say "no" to Yang Xianrong, and the children all knew it, so they immediately cheered and followed Cui Xi to the front hall to happily prepare a family banquet.

Only Liu Cheng walked a step slower and fell behind the crowd. Yang Xianrong immediately understood what he meant and deliberately called out to him, "My eldest prince..."

"Hey, mother!" Liu Cheng replied immediately with a smile on his face.

"Okay, help me get a few jars of good wine. I specially made some osmanthus fermented glutinous rice wine a few days ago. It should be ready to drink now." Yang Xianrong waved at Liu Cheng, and he naturally ran back.

The other children had gone to the front hall, and now there were only three of them left.

Liu Cheng looked around before politely bowing to Liu Yao and whispered, "Father, there is something I have always wanted to tell you, but I have never found a chance to be alone with you."

When Liu Yao heard this, his expression lightened up a little, and he also said in a deep voice: "What's going on?"

"Well, this one..." Liu Cheng was still a little hesitant and looked at Yang Xianrong again.

Yang Xianrong had no choice but to press his hand and said, "It's okay. We are a family and we can talk about anything."

Liu Cheng hesitated for a moment, and took out a small cloth bag from his arms. After opening it layer by layer, he found several broken pieces of porcelain. Nowadays, only wealthy merchants, nobles and royal nobles can use porcelain, and ordinary people only use coarse pottery. Therefore, when Yang Xianrong saw this, she realized that there must be something wrong.

She wanted to reach out to touch the broken porcelain pieces, but Liu Yao had already called her and held her hand, "Don't move, the broken porcelain pieces are sharper than a knife, be careful not to cut your hands."

Yang Xianrong withdrew her hand helplessly and looked at him: "I know that too, don't be like this."

Seeing Liu Yao holding Yang Xianrong's hand, Liu Cheng couldn't help but chuckle, then carefully picked up a small piece, placed it in the palm of his hand, and said: "Father and mother, there is no need to touch it, you just need to take a look."

Yang Xianrong and Liu Yao looked down and saw that there were words on the small fragment. Then Liu Cheng turned over the other small fragments one by one.

Sure enough, there were words all over it, big and small.

"What is this?" Yang Xianrong lowered her head and took a closer look. "Why does it look like a birth date?"

"Jiachen, Ziyin, Chenshi..." Liu Yao thought for a moment and suddenly said, "This is Liu Cong's birthday."

"Yes." Liu Cheng did not keep people waiting any longer, but said directly, "I went to the imperial palace in Pingyang City, because there were still many things that had not been moved in, so I went to sort them out. However, the fire also burned a lot of things, and all the gold and silver items were melted. I left some people to find craftsmen to melt those things out. It may take some time..."

"You can handle this matter as you wish." Liu Yao interrupted him. "The Shaoying Group has special powers. You can use the gold medal I gave you to enter and exit anywhere, and you can also give orders directly."

"Thank you, father." Liu Cheng was still very polite. He knelt down and kowtowed to Liu Yao before continuing, "This broken porcelain fragment... must have involved the lives of many people. Liu Cong... I'm afraid that the late emperor's illness was accelerated because of this incident..."