Chapter 2092 (2/2)
He played a little star and looked at it carefully with his flute. Fang Muchuang had been making this peach flute for two days.
He liked it very much and said with a smile, ”it's a bit like the flute my sister gave me before, but it's more earthy!”
Fang Muchuang touched his little head: ”take it and play. I may have to go to a far away place, so, Su Yi, can you do me a favor? ”
”Where are you going?” Su Yi clenched his hand: ”Daddy is already trying to find a way to let his majesty promise you to be a son of the world!”
”Ha ha ~” Fang Muchuang looked at the childish little face of the child and said: ”I wish the prince's mansion had you, the son of a generation, and it's lucky. I, the only thing I have to do. ”
Su Yi didn't quite understand. Fang Muchuang said again, ”under this peach tree, something is buried. Don't tell anyone first.
One day in the future, you will have the chance to meet a sister and give it to her for me. ”
”What sister?”
”Sister gwangjiwen.”
”Your former girlfriend?”
”Well.”
”Why not give it in person?”
”Not so much why.”
”Well, I promise you. But when will you come back to see me? ”
”There will be a day when we meet.”
Beside the stone road of peach blossom forest, Le Shen came quickly: ”Shizi, Mr. Fang, are you in it?”
Fang Mu chuckled and asked, ”Su Yi, do you remember the poem I taught you?”
Su Yi nods.
The little palm, holding the piccolo in one hand, thrust it into his broad hand, and walked slowly with him in the peach blossom rain.
Yaxi's people have been guarding outside the house until Beigong Jue and linglie have finished talking on the phone, which is the official visit.
And Fang Muchuang releases Su Yi's hand on the flagstone road and heads for the door alone.
He caught up with the messengers who came to Yasi. When they saw him, they immediately bowed their heads and said, ”I have seen your royal highness! I would like to welcome your majesty back to China! ”
Fang Mu orange nodded his head, and the people around him were confused.
Linglie followed and arrived. He grabbed Fang Muchuang's hand and stared into his eyes.
This is the Luo's child who came back after DNA test!
Linglie's heart is full of emotions and asks, ”you, do you want me to charter a plane for you?”
The implication is to ask him: can you go like this? Is it safe? Have you decided?
”I'll go with them. Goodbye, your majesty!” Fang Muchuang whisks Ling lie's hand away, takes a step back, makes a serious salute to Ling lie, and leaves with them.
Linglie stood at the same place, looking at his back, and heard the rapid footsteps behind him.
Looking back, I saw Su Yi's face was red.
Linglie picked him up: ”don't chase, darling.”
Su Yi's tears fell down, and he was reluctant to let Fang Muchuang leave. He read Ling lie the poem that Fang Muchuang taught him -
thousands of hammers chiseled out the mountains.
The fire is burning like idleness.
He is not afraid of breaking into pieces.
Want to stay pure in the world.