C862 Uncle 862 is like a mother

"Uncle, do you also miss your mother? It's alright, Heng Er doesn't have a mother now, Heng Er is also very sad, but when Heng Er plays ball, he will think of his mother. When he thinks of my mother, I won't be sad anymore, royal father said that in the future, he will bring his back, and he will even apologize to his."

young son's eyes were large and round, especially when he was serious. The light in his eyes was extremely clear and bright, making people unable to help but believe in his words.

When young son saw that Liu Ruo Qing still did not speak and only quietly hugged him, he acted as if he was coaxing a child and continued to pat her back, saying: "Uncle, is your royal father unhappy with your mother and she isn't coming back?"

Hearing the naive and tender words of a child from the young son, Liu Ruo Qing's heart ached even more.

She let go of young son's body and smiled at him: "young son, your mother isn't angry with your royal father. She will definitely come back to see you two again in the future."

"Is that so?"

young son tilted his head in suspicion, looking at Liu Ruo Qing's smile, "Uncle, how did you know?"

"I... I guessed. "

Suppressing the sadness in her heart, she said to young son: young son is so beautiful and cute, how could your mother bear to part with you?

"Really?"

young son's eyes lit up. Looking at his uncle's smiling face, he felt that what he said was very trustworthy.

"Of course it's true."

She stretched out her hand to rub his little head and picked up the ball, then said to young son, "Uncle will play football with Crown Prince, okay?"

"Sure, sure."

young son clapped happily with a bright and beautiful smile on his face, causing Liu Ruo Qing's heart to melt.

"Uncle, over here! Kick over here!"

"Wah!" Uncle, you're amazing. You're as amazing as my mother. "

"Uncle, it's my turn. I'll kick you. You have to catch me …"

"…"

When Yan Yuan returned to the Duke Palaces, he heard the little guy's excited voice from afar.

Ever since his Qing Er had left, the little guy had not been this happy in a long time.

Uncle?

Who was he calling?

Yan Yuan curiously headed towards the east yard, and saw two figures, one big and one small, playing football. This scene made Yan Yuan's heart tremble.

This scene was so familiar that it stung his eyes. In the past, when Qing Er was still here, he would go back to her house every day and see her wife and children kicking balls back and forth in the courtyard.

At this time, Liu Ruo Qing was standing with her back to him, and that back view allowed him to see Qing Er's figure.

If Lu Yuan He didn't tell him with certainty that he was a man, he really would have suspected that she was Qing Er.

However, reality made him to be clear-headed. He could not allow a single person to replace Qing Er, especially when it was a man.

But even so, he was still unable to control himself as he immersed himself in the scene before him. It was as if he was back when Qing Er was still alive.

He couldn't bear to disturb her, so he just stood there quietly, watching.

Just as Liu Ruo Qing was playing happily, she felt two rays of hot light shooting towards her from behind. She subconsciously turned her head and saw Yan Yuan standing there without saying a word.

She just looked at Yan Yuan in a daze, her palm tensed up due to nervousness.

"Uncle, it's time to catch the ball."

Following the young son's tender voice, Liu Ruo Qing decided to smash her head with a heavy ball. Her vision went blank and she almost fell down.

Fortunately, young son's legs were not strong enough, and it was only a hollow bamboo ball, causing Liu Ruo Qing's vision to go black for a moment, and then she stood still.

But when she lifted his eyes, Yan Yuan was already standing in front of her, staring at her with his pair of pitch black eyes.

"Wang... "Your Highness?"

"How is it? Are you hurt? "

He tried his best to sound calm, not wanting to reveal his nervousness.

"No …." No, young son's strength is not strong at all. "

He looked at Yan Yuan and smiled awkwardly.

"Uncle, I'm sorry."

As if he knew that he had done wrong, the young son walked to her side and lightly pulled at the hem of his clothes.

Liu Ruo Qing lowered her eyebrows, seeing the worry in the little fellow's black eyes, her heart tightened. She squatted down, gently rubbed his head, and said gently: "young son, do not worry.

"Really?"

"Hmm, you see, nothing happened to his forehead."

She moved closer to young son and showed him the spot where she had been hit by the ball.

Seeing that Liu Ruo Qing was indeed uninjured, the little fellow heaved a sigh of relief.

Seeing that Yan Yuan had returned, she, an outsider, did not want to stay any longer. She turned to the little fellow and said, "young son, Uncle will accompany you again next time, okay?"

Upon hearing these words, the little guy's face showed a trace of disappointment. He pursed his lips and lowered his head without saying a word.

Liu Ruo Qing could not bear to see the little guy like this. Just as she was about to say something, Yan Yuan had already rushed in front of her, squatted down and picked up his son, saying: "Uncle is tired, royal father will play with you, let uncle go back and rest first."

The little guy thought for a bit, although he was unwilling, he still nodded and asked, "Uncle, can you rest well and play with Heng Er, okay?"

"Of course."

Liu Ruo Qing extended a finger towards young son, "Let's pull the hook."

Yan Yuan's eyes subconsciously looked at Liu Ruo Qing, his eyebrows knitted tightly.

After hooking up with the young son, Liu Ruo Qing then looked at Yan Yuan, "Your Highness, I will take my leave first."

"Yes."

Yan Yuan nodded, seeing that she left through the door, he retracted his gaze, and pursed his lips even more.

Pull Hook...

Qing Er had also coaxed Heng Er like this in the past.

His every word and action, how could they be so similar to Qing Er?

"Royal Father, can Uncle always stay in the Duke Palace to accompany Heng Er to play?"

young son's voice pulled Yan Yuan back from his thoughts. Seeing the anticipation in his son's eyes, Yan Yuan muttered to himself for a moment and asked: "Heng Er likes uncle a lot?"

"Hmm, uncle is just like …"

The little guy tilted his head, as if he was trying very hard to find the right word to describe his uncle. After thinking for a while, he said to Yan Yuan, "Uncle is like mother."

The mouth of the nanny who had been standing respectfully beside him twitched.

Uncle is like mother...

Why does young son look like a prince, and think of him as …

The wet nurse knew that such an idea wasn't appropriate, but this was what was discussed in private among many servants in the mansion.

The prince was too agitated by the death of his wife and liked it … Men.