Back to the Snow

Chapter 359

He could see Luo Xi's doting on that baby, and he understood that the man who was always calm, elegant and indifferent had an unusual favor for this baby.

So, he started teasing.

Coupled with his original liking for this baby, he began to want to keep her in the palace even more.

However, gradually, forgetting when it started, he suddenly discovered that he fell in love with her!

love at first sight?
Or love with each passing day?

He couldn't tell.

However, he just knew that he wanted to see her more and more, and wanted to keep her more and more.

So, when he learned that she was leaving the palace, he took advantage of her weakness of saving people and kept her.

Then, one day, when he was tidying up a corner of the imperial study, he suddenly found a brocade box.

Open it, it is a painting.

The woman in the painting, Pingting, comes with a smile on her face, and her lively eyes are full of hope.

From this painting alone, one can tell how lovable this woman is!
What surprised him the most was that the person in the painting turned out to be that baby!

It's Snow Shadow!
On one side of the painting is a very small line of words: Snow falling on the Tianshan Mountains, moving.

This handwriting, he could read, was exactly his father's handwriting.

In an instant, he suddenly remembered the time when his father was dying.

He walked over quietly, and saw the dying man caressing a painting, his eyes were full of love and pity.

He had never seen such a royal father before.

So, out of curiosity, he took a step forward and shouted in a low voice, "Father..."

When the father saw him, he was surprised at first, and then a little happy.

Waving: "Jue'er is here."

He stepped forward and saw the painting in the hands of his father.

The woman in the painting is beautiful, but not the queen mother.

"Is the father angry because of the birth of the mother?" The young him was terrified without understanding.Asked directly.

Hearing this, his father smiled and said: "When you grow up, you will understand. Some people, after you meet, you only remember her."

He looked at the Emperor of Heaven, his father, who was admired by thousands of people, and at this moment he looked at the painting with affection and said such gentle and delicate words.

Suddenly, he was not used to such a royal father, and he didn't understand.

(End of this chapter)