<strong>Chapter 833 – Illness, three small milk packets</strong>


    She discovered that Jing Tian Jue wasn’t like her at all. She had followed Ye Yunjin’s personality. Urinate to the girl, make the girl happy.


    More importantly, this little fellow couldn’t even move after seeing the young girl.


    A hint of worry shed past his eyes, seeing that the three children were chasing after them in the garden, ying around happily, Mo Youyou smiled.


    Jing Bi Yao looked at Jing Tian Jue and said to Mo Youyou: “Sister-inw, Jue’er’s character seems to be following me. I’ve been so lively since I was young. ”


    Mo Youyou looked at Jing Bi Yao and could not help butugh. “These three children, which one of them has a personality that doesn’t suit you?”


    Jing Bi Yao was stunned. It made sense to think about it. Perhaps the three children had grown up together. Ye Zichen nodded with satisfaction, while hoping that the children would grow up to be as simple and happy as they were now.


    The three of them were chatting happily when the figures of the Godfiend and Jing Muhan appeared.


    The instant Jing Tian Jue saw Jing Mo Han, he looked at Jing Tian Jue with his bright eyes and shouted, “Father!”


    Jing Muhan saw a small ck figure pouncing towards him, and slightly leaned backwards, not intending to catch him.


    Jing Tian Jue had also guessed that it would be like this. Her tender lips curved up into a beautiful arc. Her ck hair fell on her back and her beautiful face was as exquisite as a girl’s.


    He nced at Mo Youyou with his glowing eyes, and suddenly changed direction as he flew towards Mo Youyou’s embrace!


    He didn’t believe that his father would remain indifferent when he saw him crawl into mufei’s arms!


    Just as Jing Tian Jue was about to fall into Mo Youyou’s embrace, as expected! A ck figure suddenly shed by and disappeared along with Jing Tian Jue in front of Mo Youyou.


    Mo Youyou frowned as she looked at the figures of the father and son, Jing Muhan and Jing Tian Jue, not far away.


    The young and the old were standing together. One of them was as cold as ice and looked like a strict father. The other one’s face was a little pink. There was a pretty smile on his face.


    While he was lost in thought, Jing Muhan said to Jing Tian Jue, “Jue’er, I said that you are not to be hugged by your mother! You’re not young anymore! ”


    Jing Tian Jue snorted coldly and nced disdainfully at Jing Mo Han: “Humph! Jue’er is only five years old and her two younger sisters can be carried by their mother, so why can’t I do the same?! ”


    “You’re a boy! Men and women should not be intimate with each other! ”


    Mo Youyou heard Jing Muhan’s serious expression and rolled her eyes at him. She then walked over and pulled Jing Tian Jue’s hand as he said, “Jue’er, don’t listen to your royal father’s nonsense!”


    Jing Muhan stood at the side as he coldly looked at the scene.


    In the pavilion, Jing Bi Yao and Lan Linlin looked at the two and couldn’t help butugh. When they saw Jing Musheng’s gaze sweeping over them, they hurriedly got up and left with their daughters as an excuse.


    In the flower garden, only Mo Youyou and her family were left. Jing Tian Jue raised his eyes to look at Jing Mu Han and suddenly asked: “Father, have you recovered from your illness?”


    A strange look shed past Jing Muhan’s eyes as he cast a nce at Mo Youyou. He then quickly covered Jing Tian Jue’s mouth, signalling him to stop talking nonsense.


    Jing Tian Jue’s brows were knit tightly together as he looked at Jing Mo Han’s thousand-year-old face. Doubt filled his eyes.


    Mo Youyou saw that the father and son pair had seen the panic in Jing Muhan’s eyes, and asked, “Are you father and son hiding something from me?” After saying that, she looked at Jing Muhan, “Jin, are you sick?”


    Why didn’t she know?


    Jing Muhan was startled, then said with a pursed lips smile, “Don’t listen to Jue-er’s nonsense, when did I ever get sick? Even if I really get sick, I will quickly recover. ”


    Mo Youyou stared closely at Jing Muhan, trying to see something in his eyes. It was just that Jing Muhan had hidden it too deeply, so she couldn’t see through it. Forget it, he would definitely tell me when he avoids Jing Muhan and pesters Jue’er.


    With this thought in mind, he no longer spoke.


    During the night, Mo Youyou slept soundly in Jing Muhan’s embrace. Jing Muhan suddenly opened his eyes, a deep red shed across his eyes, and in the blink of an eye, he looked at the little girl in his embrace. He touched her sleeping points, carefully covered her, and staggered out while clutching his chest.


    Inside the study room, the candlelight flickered as Jing Tian Jue passed by. He curiously looked at the familiar yet slightly embarrassed figure in the study room. Blinking curiously, he asked, “Has royal father’s illness returned?” He was mumbling as he approached the study room.


    At this moment, Jing Muhan was clutching his chest with one hand and supporting himself on the table with the other, making his entire body unsteady.


    He spat out a dazzling bright red blood. He hurriedly took out a handkerchief and wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth.


    His deep eyes stared at the blood on the handkerchief.


    However, his ten-year lifespan was already halfway through. Starting fromst winter, it was as if his body had lost its divine power. The attacking power was weakening every day, to the point that he would often vomit blood and have angina at midnight. It was probably because he used his divine power to stop Jue’er that he suddenly became so serious!


    The handsome face was as white as paper. Jing Muhan coughed lightly as he walked over to the desk and sat down. This little girl will not be able to see his current appearance!


    Just as he was lost in his thoughts, a suddenmotion sounded out from outside. Jing Mo Han asked, “Who is it?”


    Jing Tian Jue hid under the window, not daring to make a sound. He thought that Jing Muhan did not notice him, so he stood up to tell his mother about the situation with his father. In the end, his entire body was lifted up.


    Both of his legs kicked in the air for a while before his gazended on Jing Muhan, “Royal Father, you have something to hide from mufei! I’m going to tell mufei you’re sick! “He’s very sick!”


    “I is fine, he just angered her. Jue’er, don’t mess around! ”


    “I’m not messing around! Father lied! I clearly saw my royal father vomit blood just now!


    Before he finished speaking, Mo Youyou’s clear and cold voice came from outside the door: “Jin, Jue’er, are you in the study room?”


    Jing Moyan suddenly covered Jing Tian Jue’s mouth and shook her head, “Don’t tell your mufei. She will be worried if she finds out. Tomorrow, I will tell you everything! ”


    When Jing Tian Jue saw this, he nodded his head, expressing his agreement to Jing Mo Han’s words.


    After calming himself down, he forced himself to walk to the door. Opening the door, he saw Mo Youyou frowning and looking confused, he asked: “Why are you awake?”


    Mo Youyou asked curiously: Jin, Jue’er, what are you two doing here without sleeping in the middle of the night? The father and son duo were already acting weird during the day, but being so mysterious tonight, not sleeping at all in the middle of the night, Mo Youyou felt that something was amiss the more she thought about it.


    Seeing that there was something wrong with Jing Muhan’s expression, she looked at him and asked, “What’s wrong with you?” Is there something wrong with your body? ”


    Jing Muhan shook his head, “No, don’t think too much. I’s body has always been strong and sturdy, can’t you feel it? ”


    The deep meaning in his words was naturally understood by Mo Youyou and her face suddenly flushed red. She could not help but roll her eyes at Jing Mu Han: “Jue’er is here! You dare to say anything! ”


    Jing Muhan looked at Mo Youyou with interest as he said with a smile, “Jue’er is still young, he doesn’t understand what we have to say anymore.”


    Who would have thought that Jing Tian Jue would open his mouth and say in a tender voice, “Father, I’m not young anymore. I know a bit about the matters between men and women.”