Chapter 1094 I Don't Seem to Be Able to Speak

"Sir, everything is normal for the little prince."

Mo Fei withdrew his hand, and was a little helpless about this.

"everything is normal?"

Lao Henglu put his hand on the small forehead of the eldest son. This is the eldest son of his Shuowangfu, the eldest son of Shuowangfu, and the eldest son he gave to Houwang.

But what's the matter, this child is born silent.

Now several children have started to talk, but this one who was born has rarely even cried since he was a child. In the past, they could still say that this was due to his character, and he was just a child who was too quiet.

But when several children were babbling, this child began to be a little special.

Luo Hengju picked up the eldest son and let him stand on his lap.

"Brother Xiao, are you so unwilling to say a word to your father?"

Brother Xiao, on the other hand, kept his big eyes open, and kept his small mouth flat.

At this time, he put a hand on top of his little head, and then gently rubbed her little head.

Brother Xiao raised his head and saw Shen Qingci smiling at him.

It was only suddenly that he saw tears rolling down his mother's eyes one by one.

"Don't cry," Lao Hengju comforted Shen Qingci, "Mo Fei has already said it, he will be fine, some children in this world are slow to speak."

Shen Qingci carefully hugged the eldest son. Since we were young, it was Brother Yi that we cared about. It was my fault that we didn't take care of the two of them.

She caressed the eldest son's little face lightly, and she never noticed anything unusual about him. Only now did she realize that he didn't speak.

Shen Qingci was very sad and distressed. She was afraid that the eldest son would really not be able to speak. What should be done? Now they are all about one year old. The other children can be called parents and can talk. , can express their little meanings.

Just him.

She doesn't seem to have given birth to them well, so that's why Yi Ge'er is so weak, and Xiao Ge'er may not be able to speak.

Then a small hand was placed on her face.

Brother Xiao opened his mouth, but he still had nothing to say. When he saw that his mother was about to cry again, he put his little face on her face.

"mother……"

The soft child's voice is better than any voice in this world.

Shen Qingci was stunned for a moment, then looked at Luo Hengjue.

This mother is what Brother Xiao said, he is fine, he can speak, right?

Lao Heng was busy holding Brother Xiao into his arms, and also asked him to stand.

"Brother Xiao, call Daddy, okay?"

Brother Xiao pursed his little lips.

"Dad..." He also called out "Dad" in a low voice, and his words were clear.

Lao Hengju hugged him closer, and he looked at Brother Yi's jewel-like eyes. The child's eyes were very transparent and clean. Of course, there seemed to be some powerless flashes in these small eyes.

As the youngest son of Prince Shuo, how could he not speak? The eldest brother is the father. If he is the same as his younger brothers and sisters, then how can he be the eldest brother? Although he doesn't know this yet, he already knows it. With some elder brother's demeanor.

Shen Qingci hugged her son, and then kissed his little face forcefully, which really scared her to death, but now she finally let go of her heart, and the big stone on her heart also followed. And let go.

What she is most afraid of is nothing else, but her children. As long as her children can grow up safely, without sickness, pain, or disaster, then everything in this world is nothing to her. what a big deal.

The curtain outside was opened, and Brother Xiao's wet nurse came in with a bowl of meat porridge in her hand, but after she lifted the curtain, a cold wind suddenly passed, which also caused Brother Xiao to sneeze.

Shen Qingci turned around quickly, and also used his back to block the wind outside for the eldest son. Brother Xiao looked at his mother like this, and his small hands were also clutching her mother's clothes tightly, burying his little face in her mother's. in my arms.

The four of them, each of them is their mother's darling, and each of them is their mother's life.

"Give it to me," Lao Hengjuu took the bowl from the nurse's hand and let the nurse stand still, because the nurse also had a chill coming from outside.

It's not winter yet, but it's already so cold. It's conceivable that if there are no accidents, this day should be colder than before.

Shen Qingci put Brother Xiao away and let him sit.

Luo Hengju also fed the meat porridge, spoon by spoon, into his small mouth.

"Have the others eaten?"

Shen Qingci asked the nurse.

"Ma'am, I've eaten it all."

The wet nurse replied hurriedly, "These children, if they are together, they are all rushing to eat, even the third son also ate a small bowl of meat porridge and an extra egg."

Shen Qingci turned his head and saw that the eldest son had eaten well by himself, so he fondly patted his little head, and then went to see the others.

And when she came out, the winds outside were all blowing on her, which also made her shiver a little, as if even her breathing was starting to become cold.

Really, it's cold.

And it will be extremely cold weather.

She tightened the clothes on her body, and this was walking forward.

The cold outside also made the passers-by feel very cold. All of them tightened their necks and ran with their arms in their arms. Most of the people in the capital were already wearing winter clothes. The clothes are also to resist the sudden chill.

Xiangjue Temple was originally built deep in the mountains, and it is much colder than the bottom of the mountain all the year round. Therefore, every time it is very hot, many dignitaries will come here to escape the heat.

But there are advantages and disadvantages.

The Xiangjue Temple is so high that it is not easy to travel on weekdays, so when it is winter in this mountain, it will be extremely cold, and even pilgrims are less at this time.

It is also because the temperature on the mountain and down the mountain is too different. For the monks in Xiangjue Temple, every winter is the beginning of their penance.

"Master, master..."

A little novice shouted as he ran, and even in such a cold wind, he ran out of sweat.

"Why so panic?"

Master Jingkong opened his eyes and sat cross-legged on the futon. He was holding a kind-hearted brow and a childlike face. Besides, he had a good-looking appearance, and now he has become a beautiful mage. The longer it grows, the more tender it becomes.

"Master..." The little novice ran over, and then realized something, and hurriedly bowed to Master Jingkong respectfully.

"Master, someone brought us something down the mountain, so go out and take a look."

Master Jingkong moved the Buddha beads in his hand, and then he stood up and followed the little novice. Outside the temple, there were already a lot of people, all dressed as the guards of Shuowangfu.