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Ying Kongshi doesn't want to cry, he is not in the mood now, since he came out of a dream, although the haze is almost swept away by Yuan Ji, there is still a little bit of existence, but it is such a little bit of existence that Ying Kongshi still cannot ignore.

"It looks like you don't want to know?"

Yuan Ji didn't notice the strangeness of his child, he only stopped for a moment and then started to move immediately.

"Can you stop doing this every time?"

It's as if he, Ying Kongshi, wants to know something from his father and has to take a certain amount of bargaining chips. What's the difference between this and buying news with money?

"Tsk, why are you kidding your father?"

"..."

"There is no particular reason, as a father, I am in a good mood."

"Perfunctory."

"You kid..."

Yuan Ji raised his eyebrows, has he been too used to his child lately?

It's not that he is naive, it is that he is overbearing, how dare you say he is perfunctory now?

You know, these words are placed in Huanxueshen Mountain, no matter who said it, as long as it insults his Lord Yuanji, the end will be death.

But, these words came from his son's mouth. He couldn't torture his son to death, could he?

"Well, you don't want to talk about this, so let me ask you personally, why did you treat me like that before?"

Indifference, disgust, and ignorance, all of which are what Ying Kongshi has experienced. Now, he just wants to ask for clarification and an explanation.

Seeing that his child's momentum was not right, Yuan Ji stopped the movements of his hands immediately.

"...There are some things that you still don't know."

"Am I really, an illegitimate child?"

"No."

"Then why did you..."

"..."

"Okay, I see, I'm going up."

Ying Kongshi was a little disappointed, but he didn't try to force people.

"release……"

Just as Ying Kongshi was about to get up, his shoulders were held down, and the internal force contained in that palm forced him to sit back.

"you……"

Just now, his father called him Shi.

In my impression, his father rarely called him that.

"Do you believe in the power of prophecy?"

Yuan Ji lowered his head, looked at the child whose back was turned to him, and stretched out his hand to gently stroke the silver hair on the back of his child's neck.

"Prophecy? What prophecy?"

Ying Kongshi turned his face halfway, his neck and shoulders drew an elegant arc.

"A prophecy that hints at fate."

"...Father, do you believe it?"

"As a father, I want to ask you because I don't know whether I should believe it or not."

"...If you want to believe it, even if my son says you don't believe it, will you change your mind?"

"This one……"

"So this has nothing to do with the content of the prophecy at all. If you don't believe it, it doesn't matter even if it is a good prophecy. If you believe it, it will definitely be affected."

Yuan Ji gave Ying Kong Shi a hand that stroked his hair. He never thought that his child would give him such an answer. He even thought vulgarly that his son would simply give him a "yes" or "no" ", but when he really heard his son's answer, he kicked the question back to himself.

Believe it or not is his business, it's up to him to believe it, and it's up to him not to believe it.

"Who taught you to say that?"

"No one... just telling the truth."

"I did that to you before, because my Father believed that prophecy."

"Oh?"

Ying Kongshi turned around but Yuanji's hand was still wrapped around his hair, following the trend, a slightly rough palm was attached to his collarbone.

"..."

"..."

Ying Kongshi simply ignored it.

"You really want to be nice to me, but because of the prophecy, you have to treat me coldly, don't you?"

"..."

"Then what kind of prophecy can make you ignore me for 130 years and neglect me for 130 years? Or will it bring disaster to you if you treat me well?"

"..."

"Then now, are you starting to treat me well because you don't believe in that prophecy?"

"..."

"Father, why are you also dumb?"

At the end of Ying Kongshi's question, his eyes turned red, he knew that he was losing his composure now, his father kindly invited him to take a bath together, but he always picked up which pot he didn't open.

Uneasy, because he was uneasy, he didn't know how long his father would treat him well, it might be a year, it might be half a month, or it might end here.

"The water is getting cold, let me carry you up."

After a series of questions, Yuan Ji chose to remain silent, and he finally noticed his child's strong uneasiness.

"..."

Ying Kongshi didn't refuse, and let Yuanji hug him, he didn't want to care about the shame or not before.