A Little Cold
Redakteur: Misty Cloud Translations
"If you don't learn at a young age, what will you do at an old age." She hurriedly chanted along, and saw her Father come to her.
"Why aren't you concentrating? What are you thinking about?" Xuanyuan Mo Ze asked.
Yue'er blinked and glanced at the portrait on the wall out of the corner of her eye and whispered, "Yue'er misses her mother."
Hearing this, Xuanyuan Mo Ze turned slightly sideways and looked at the portrait of Feng Jiu in red hanging on the wall, the person on the painting was looking at them with a pair of smiling eyes.
His eyes softened as he reached out and rubbed his daughter's hair, saying, "Your mother will be back soon, it won't take long before you can see her."
Hearing these words, both children's eyes lit up, "Really? Mother is coming back? When will she arrive home?"