Chapter 1283 My father is not him

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Long Yule stood there with a fishy stench, but his heart was full of loss. What a great biological father Xiaodouzi must be!

Xiaodouzi got into Anyi's quilt.

"What are you doing?" An Yi looked at a furry little head rising from the quilt and couldn't help laughing, "How old are you, and you still sleep with your mother?"

Xiaodouzi didn't care and just lay in An Yi's arms.

An Yi smoothed his hair and let him lie on another pillow.

"Mom, don't believe what Uncle Long said. He is not my father, my father is Feng Qingchen!" Xiaodouzi lay down and looked at An Yi seriously.

Anyi was startled: "Are you eavesdropping on our conversation?"

Xiaodouzi shook his head: "It wasn't me, it was Pulao who eavesdropped. He said that Uncle Long was a bad guy, so we went and taught him a lesson!"

An Yi was startled, dumbfounded.

"Mom, my father is really not him!" Xiaodouzi said seriously.

Anyi sighed: "I've also suspected it, and I've even tried divination, but I don't know why, but I can't divination at all!"

An Yi once made a divination to divine Xiaodouzi's biological father, but he had no clue. The divination showed that An Linglong and Long Yule were indeed destined to be husband and wife!

Xiaodouzi shook his head: "You believe Xiaodouzi, my father is Feng Qingchen!"

An Yi smiled, thinking that Xiaodouzi just liked Feng Qingchen and wanted him to be his father.

"Pulao is not allowed to eavesdrop in the future!" An Yi tapped Xiaodouzi's little nose. Fortunately, she knew that Xiaodouzi was mentally mature, otherwise she would really be worried that this incident would bring a blow to Xiaodouzi.

Xiaodouzi could only nod helplessly.

Anyi pulled the quilt for him and told him to go to bed quickly because he had to go on the road the next day.

Xiaodouzi leaned on An Yi's shoulder and asked in a low voice: "Mom, do you miss daddy?"

An Yi glared at him, "Xiaodouzi, don't mention that person again!"

Xiaodouzi stuck out his tongue, didn't dare to speak, and quickly closed his eyes.

An Yi turned around, facing away from Xiaodouzi, and sighed inwardly.

Early the next morning, An Yi asked A Yi and others to prepare enough dry food and hurry up.

An Yi calculated the days. If she didn't waste time on the road, she could still go back to deliver the baby to Mu Ying'er. Mu Ying'er wrote a letter before, saying that she occasionally had stomachaches. She was still a little worried, and she didn't know what Wang Cheng had shown her. how.

Along the way, An Yi didn't want to think about Feng Qingchen anymore, but he couldn't help but worry. When he arrived at a place, he was accustomed to asking Chen Xiaowu to go out and inquire about the news from the court. Fortunately, seven or eight days on the way, , nothing special happened in the imperial court.

Seven or eight days later, An Yi and his party finally slowly approached the royal city.

"Madam, there is no one in the ten miles ahead. It seems to be raining today. Let's find a place to take shelter as soon as possible!" Chen Xiaowu came forward and knocked on Anyi's carriage gently.

An Yi raised the curtain and looked outside. The sky was gloomy, and it was really raining!

"How far is it from the Royal City?" An Yi asked. She had calculated how far she would be able to reach the Royal City today. It seemed that the delay was enough.

"There are still seventy miles to go. It takes two hours anyway. I'm afraid I won't be able to make it!" Chen Xiaowuzheng said, and the heavy raindrops began to fall.

The female family members had a carriage, which could provide temporary shelter from the rain. The two brothers Chen Xiaowu and several guards had no rain gear. An Yi immediately asked Chen Xiaowu to find a place nearby to take shelter from the rain.