Chapter 2012: Heir to the Empire (3)

"Madam, I'll take him back to his room first." After greeting An Qi, Fang Chixia carried him to her room.

"Take good care of Xiao Yi's wound!" An Qi reminded worriedly.

"I know, thank you, Madam!" Fang Chixia turned her head to her and pulled the corner of her mouth, and continued to go to the room.

An Qi stood there, staring at the blood on the ground quietly, and suddenly the words of the little milk bag rang in her ears again.

Are both mother and son like this?

Xi Yaheng sat not far away, watching the scene here calmly, tapping the goblet with his fingertips again and again, as if he was still thinking.

He stayed at the scene for a long time, so long that everyone in the hall dispersed before leaving the palace...

Xiao Yi came to Pei Chengxi this time, and he was originally going to stay for more than a month.

When Luo Yibei sent the mother and son here, he also agreed.

However, when he was about to leave for his country, he stared at Fang Chixia, and then looked at Xiao Yi, whose hand was still wrapped in gauze, and he was worried.

Finally, he dragged the mother and son onto the plane together.

Fang Chixia had not prepared to return to China at all, and she was very silent all the way on the plane.

The little milk bag smiled all the time, and even without Luo Yibei asking questions, he just said, "Wherever Mommy is, I'm there! If Mommy goes back, I'll go back. If Mommy doesn't go back to the Luo family, I won't go back either!"

A very straightforward attitude, expressed very clearly.

He was born by Fang Chixia, and wherever Fang Chixia is, he is there!

"Daddy didn't ask you!" Luo Yibei rubbed his head randomly, and looked at Fang Chixia calmly.

Fang Chixia probably noticed his gaze, and her face slowly raised.

"Luo Yibei, I don't want to go back!"

"Okay." Luo Yibei didn't ask much, and agreed directly.

"If you don't want to go back to the Luo family, the plane will be delayed and you can go back to our home directly. When you want to go back, tell me!" He threw her a sentence lightly, and he closed his eyes lightly.

He did not make things difficult for Fang Chixia. He tolerated her attitude towards Luo Enqi, as long as she came back!

The plane continued to fly in the air.

After more than ten hours of driving, the last place to land was the villa where the two lived when they just got married.

A place with all the memories of their newlywed days.

When he pushed open the door and walked in, all the furnishings in the room were still the same.

Each one was arranged by her.

The colors were very fresh, and some furnishings were even very bright.

Fang Chixia's masterpiece, the gray and white that Luo Yibei had arranged well earlier was also replaced by her, and all the furniture was replaced according to her preferences.

Fang Chixia did this kind of thing in the early days of their marriage, and did it again and again afterwards.

Luo Yibei used to dislike these colors, but after living with her for a long time, he had a little milk bag. Now looking at these warm light yellow or light blue, he felt warm for some reason.

Little milk bag rarely came to this villa. When he came, he went upstairs to choose a room for himself.

Fang Chixia was tidying up her things downstairs and cleaning the room. Before she could sit down and catch her breath, the landline in the villa suddenly rang.

It was the Luo family's number. I don't know who called from home.

Fang Chixia was slightly stunned when she stared at the number displayed on the landline.

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