Chapter 460
"They are in the volcanic mud pool." Huo Yunshang said lightly, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart, it seemed that he had neglected them so that they became so stubborn.

Hearing this, Changqing Xia Hou smiled heartily, then walked out of the room, leaving only a hearty voice, "I went to find them, I haven't seen them for ten days, I miss them to death. Hahaha..."

After Xiahou Changqing left, Lan Qianran walked over and looked at the easel behind Huo Yunshang. The painting on it was still Zi Moxie, with every move, and the eyebrows and eyes, lifelike.

"Shang'er, it's been five years and you still can't let go? Don't always lock yourself in the room, and spend more time with the children."

Sighing secretly in her heart, Lan Qianran's eyes were covered with a layer of distressed color, her stubbornness and persistence, loving the person she loves, is she not the same as herself?
"Qianran, I know, but I just can't let go. I believe that Mo Xie is not dead, and he will come back." Huo Yunshang caressed the face on the painting, deep nostalgia flashing across his eyes.

Seeing her persistent appearance, Lan Qianran hesitated to speak, and almost told her that Zi Moxie was not dead, but thinking of Xiahou Changqing's words, he still held back, maybe now is really not the time.

"Shang'er, I also believe that Mo Xie will come back, but the premise is that you must take good care of yourself. Did you forget to promise him to take good care of your children? Do you think the children are really stubborn and difficult to change? In fact, they just want a little love from you."

Lan Qianran felt a little uncomfortable, seeing her fall for love, no matter what, just buried in her own world.Seeing the strength of the children, he felt sorry for the three of them, the mother and the child, and even more for the sensible children.

Hearing this, Huo Yunshang's heart sank, her eyes widened as if suddenly awakened, self-blame and guilt flooded her like a spring.

Yes, how could she be so cruel. She was an orphan since she was a child, and what she longed for most in her bones was family affection. How could she let her own flesh and blood suffer this moment? Huo Yunshang felt that she had committed a heinous crime.

"I'm sorry for the children." Huo Yunshang apologized deeply, and the deep self-blame almost made her unable to breathe.

Lan Qianran smiled slightly when she heard the words, "Shang'er, it's useless to blame yourself, go ahead and love the children well, they need you, everything is still in time."

Lan Qianran's voice hadn't finished yet, the white figure had already left like a gust of wind, and disappeared in an instant.

When Huo Yunshang felt it, Changqing Xiahou was with the children, and behind Zi Sixue stood Ji Shangyue, braiding her hair.

"Uncle, Aunt Yue, mother, is she angry with us? Usually, at this time, she should go to the back mountain to pick flowers and make paint." Zi Sixue tilted her small head, looking serious, and let Ji Appreciation and Xiahou Changqing looked distressed.

The five years, whether it is long or short, did not leave any traces on Xiahou Changqing, but gave Ji Shangyue a bit of maturity, stability and indifference.

"Little Xueer, why is your mother angry with you? She loves you too late." Ji Shangyue said with a smile, looking at the two children, she took care of them for five years, as if she were her own children Like loving.

"Really?" Zi Sixue looked suspiciously at her cold brother.

(End of this chapter)

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