Fire Concubine: Demon Lord, too presumptuous!

Chapter 355
Mo Jue and Di Jiu deeply understood this truth.

"I see."

"Especially if you are still the empress of the entire imperial capital, you will need to control the entire country for ten thousand years. Regardless of the imperial capital you control in the future, or the entire world, you must remember that you must be ruthless enough."

Mo Juexian seldom spoke to her so seriously, and unexpectedly made Di Jiu feel a little dazed.

"Say it as if you are leaving, like confessing your last words."

The man's eyes seemed to fall on the capital, "There is no feast that never ends, and you should be bearish about parting."

Di Jiu smiled slightly: "Okay."

"The God Realm and the Demon Realm have already planned in secret. My people said it. Please appease the court and leave the rest to me."

Mo Jue touched her head tentatively, that smile seemed to be able to warm the winter snow.

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Lunar New Year's eve.

At night, the sound of firecrackers crackled non-stop, the lights of lanterns illuminated the whole street, children happily chased and played in the snow, and families visited each other to give gifts, which was very uneasy.

Nine redundancy mansion.

"Tiancheng, come."

Mo Jue sat on the chair and waved to the place opposite.

Xiao Tiancheng was fiddling with a crystal stone, when he heard the call, he ran over and threw himself on the man's lap, "Uncle."

Mo Jue touched his small face, and pinched the tip of his nose affectionately, "This is a New Year's gift for you, you have to obey your mother obediently, and help your mother when you grow up early."

What he was holding was a folding fan, Xiao Tiancheng took it over and looked at it, "Hey, is the woman pictured on it my mother?"

"Yeah, it's beautiful, isn't it?" Mo Jue's gaze was a little straight, as if out of focus.

Xiao Tiancheng nodded fiercely, "Mmmm!"

He didn't know that the folding fan given to him by his uncle was an ancient artifact, the wind and snow fan.

Nowadays, there are very few people in this world who can still know and get the artifact, even the Emperor Dongyue does not have the artifact to protect him.

"Cheng'er, this fan is very powerful, you must keep it and don't give it to anyone, you understand?"

"Yeah!" Xiao Tiancheng nodded obediently.

At this moment, Mo Jue raised his head and called out, "Sen'er."

Xiao Yasen was writing, when he heard the sound, he also came over, "What's the matter, uncle?"

"this is for you."

A whisk appeared in the palm of Mo Jue's hand, but the hairs of the whisk were blood red, and Xiao Yasen was still big in his hand.

"When you are all grown up, take it out and use it. This whisk is called Juechen. Keep it well. It is a coming-of-age gift reserved for you by uncle."

But Xiao Yasen wondered: "Then why didn't uncle give it to us when we grow up?"

Mo Jue hugged them into his arms and hugged them lovingly, "Uncle is afraid...I'm afraid that you won't be able to wait until you grow up. Uncle hopes that you can always grow up happily and healthily, and when you grow up, you can help your mother." Govern the world, so Uncle will be at ease."

"Uncle, do you like mother?" Xiao Yasen raised his head and asked seriously.

Mo Jue smiled, and asked back, "Why do you like it?"

"It's just... I just like it." Xiao Yasen couldn't explain clearly.

But Mo Jue said bluntly, "Do you like it? Maybe so."

"Then you will be our father. We have never met our father. Shouldn't father be with mother? Then uncle, you have been with mother all the time. Aren't you our father?"

The idea of ​​a four or five-year-old child is very simple, so simple that it makes people laugh and cry.

Mo Jue rubbed Xiao Yasen's head, his voice was a little sad, "There are some things that we can't just think about. Uncle can't change it, and none of us can."

(End of this chapter)