"Thank you, for giving birth to such a good son for our Yuan family!" Withdrew his gaze from his son, Yuan Lie looked down at the woman in front of him.

It's rare that she has not been so cold to herself now, nor has she looked down upon herself.

She just stood in the bright summer sun, watching the little man running on the grass with intoxicating tenderness by Ulan.

The warm wind blew away the broken hair on her forehead, revealing her smooth curved forehead, and the perfect hairline.

She is like a flower blooming in the sun, beautiful and beautiful, full of vitality.

"Qiyun, we...you and me..." Yuan Lie grabbed Yue Qiyun's hand and hugged the caught-off person into his arms. He looked for her with a anxious look and asked tentatively: "Can we..."

Suddenly, he was tightly hugged by a pair of hard arms. Yue Qiyun was in a daze and realized that he was being attacked by Yuan Lie again.

"Let go!" He pressed his arms against his strong chest and tried his best to distance the two of them. Yue Qiyun did not struggle or respond at all, but just looked at the blue eyes that were almost spitting fire with a cold look.

"Qiyun, it was all my fault in the past." Yue Qiyun's cold attitude did not discourage Yuanlie. He held her slender waist tightly, because he was eager to express his emotions, so his tone was very urgent: "Can you forgive me? Let's be together in the future, I want to love you well and love our son well. I really want to be with you for the rest of my life..."

Yuan Lie has never said such stingy words. He is full of enthusiasm but does not have a good eloquence to express it. The more anxious he is, the less words he says are.

Soon, sweat flowed down his forehead like a stream, and then steamed by the high temperature of his body, Yue Qiyun's nose was suddenly filled with the strong masculine smell of a man.

This taste made Qi Yun's soul, who had never experienced human affairs, very uneasy.

And this smell also awakened Yue Qiyun's dusty memory... That beautiful spring night, her and his wedding night...

Her heart couldn't help but jump up. Yue Qiyun knew that this was the original owner's strong feelings for this man. Qi Yun's soul was unwilling to suppress the throbbing in her heart. She hated the original owner's persistence but felt a little helpless.

Yue Qiyun maintained this state of stunned silence for not long, and Qi Yun's soul finally took the initiative in this body.

He arched his knees and raised them upwards!

"Ah!" Yuan Lie, who was unprepared, was hit hard by Yue Qiyun and hit his most deadly part. His tenderness and sweetness dissipated. He bent down in the most awkward posture and covered the attacked part with both hands.

——The third time, this is the third time he felt like he was crying today.

"Don't give up!" Yue Qiyun flew on the horse, pulled the hanging reins, lowered his eyes and looked at the man who was jumping in pain expressionlessly, and said coldly: "We have been wrong from the beginning. I have no mood to live with you. Being able to stay in Yanbei is already the limit of my patience. I will no longer feel wronged to get together with you. If I can endure this way, my Yue Qiyun will have no dignity when I am alive."

"Qiyun!" Unwilling to separate from her like this, Yuan Lie grabbed Zhaoyue's reins and raised his head. There was an unrestrained begging in his blue eyes. "You can't stop me from living with Run'er!"

"I didn't stop it?" Yue Qiyun widened her phoenix eyes and looked at the fiery red ball on Ulan's body and said, "My son is in this Fiery King Court, you can see him at any time. If you want, you can also take him to your place, as long as you can ensure his safety."

"But, what I'm talking about is that our family of three is together, I want to be with you!" Yuan Lie held the reins tightly, and his finger joints began to turn white.

"I'm sorry, I won't sacrifice my heart for anyone. I hate you and don't want to have anything to do with you, even for Run'er!"

Yue Qiyun spoke, pulled out the long knife from her waist and cut off the reins of the horse that Yuan Lie was pulling.

"Zhaoyue, Ulan, let's go!" She reached out to take Zhaoyue's neck and greeted her.

"Wao--!" Zhaoyue rushed forward with force, and her strong shoulder blades broke the man blocking the way. After making a cheerful long hiss, she spread her hooves and ran away.

"Woo--!" Run'er also cheered on Ulan, and the snow-white big mastiff followed closely behind the white horse, rushing towards the Flame King's Court one after another.

"She hates me..." Yuan Lie held the half-width reins tightly, stood there mechanically repeating what Yue Qiyun said, feeling as if he was dead.

Since she parted with Yuan Lie that day, Yue Qiyun has been very confident. She no longer prevented Yuan Lie from coming to see the child, and even allowed Run'er to go to Yuan Lie to promote the emotional connection between father and son with Madam Zhao.

The most real reason for doing this is that Yue Qiyun is unwilling to be in such a serious dissonance between her body and soul anymore. Her physical memory is eager for Yuan Lie to get close, but her modern soul is full of deep disgust for this scumbag.

Since she could not escape Yuan Lie's secret peeping, she simply threw her son out. Anyway, he was the supreme ruler of the Flame Clan, and no one dared to do anything to Run'er under his nose. What's more, there is a Madam Zhao who is urgently staring at people.

However, in Runer's eyes, Yuan Lie's biological father was like Ulan, a partner who could make him fly high. When he saw Yuan Lie, he no longer had his previous hostility.

Since then, Yuan Lie has often held his son and discussed matters with his ministers in the tent of the matter. Run'er never made a fuss. Instead, she opened her blue eyes like her father and looked at everything around her curiously.

Madam Zhao, who was always in love with Run'er, was fortunate to observe the daily work of King Lieyan Khan.

Soon, this little baby with clear blue eyes captured the hearts of all the ministers of the royal court, and they recognized this future Khan from the bottom of their hearts.

In this way, Dazhasa could finally check Run'erzai carefully, and then announced in surprise: This child, who is less than seven months old, has excellent roots and bones. If he is carefully cultivated, he will definitely grow into a top-notch warrior on the grassland.
Chapter completed!