Charm of a Thousand Moons

"Father, if you feel aggrieved, you don't have to listen, Che'er is tired and going to sleep." With a small mouth, Qian Yueche's face was full of dissatisfaction.Twisting her small body, she struggled to escape in the arms of Qian Yueshen.

Looking at the little guy with my very angry face, how could Qian Yueshen have the guts to say that I was wronged.

"Okay, okay, please, His Royal Highness, the little prince, please explain to me with your little mouth, okay?" He hugged the little guy in his arms tightly with a little strength, so as not to accidentally fall to the ground.

"Didn't Father say that he was very wronged?" Qian Yue Che obviously did not buy into Qian Yueshen's account, because the grievances spoken by the man seriously insulted his self-esteem.

"I apologize, is that okay?" Qian Yueshen knew the little guy's character of being soft but not hard, so he blew hot air on Qian Yueche's sensitive earlobe.

The ear bones were so itchy, Qian Yue Che glared at Qian Yueshen, and her delicate voice kept overflowing: "Father, answer me first, did Father know that Zhaoyi is not a child of the night from the very beginning?"

Seeing his expressionless face when he arrived at the imperial garden, and the scene on the grass with cold eyes, Qian Yueche was sure.

"So what, didn't Che'er already know about it? Che'er thought that the real children of the night could stop them with those three-legged cat guards?" It wasn't that he dismissed the guards, Qian Yueshen was just discussing the matter.

Qian Yueche stared closely at Qianyue God with a few research eyes, and chuckled with a bit of exploration: "Father seems to know the Son of the Night very well?"

Father, don't secretly hide anything from me.

Yingting frowned, and her beautiful phoenix eyes stared closely at the extremely intelligent child in her arms: "Che'er has never seen a child of the night, isn't he sure that Zhaoyi in the imperial garden is not a child of the night?"

Qian Yueshen is so smart that she will never keep the problem to herself.

Suspicious eyes lingered on Qianyue God for a few seconds, Qianyue Che said hastily: "The Qianyue Tianyu contains snake venom, and Zhaoyi should be sucking poisonous blood for him." When it arrived, it was full of blood.

Judging from the small wound on Qianyue Tianyu's neck, Qian Yueche was sure, and the blood on Qianyue Tianyu's neck had turned bright red, indicating that the poisonous blood had been absorbed.

but……

"Father isn't nervous after knowing that Qianyue Tianyu was poisoned?" Some wondered how this man could be a father. His wife and son were both poisoned and he still looked so indifferent.

Is this man's blood cold?

"If Che'er likes it, I'll visit right away." She stroked Qian Yueche's spine with one hand, and played with the heel of her bare foot with the other hand.

A faint cold light flashed across the ice-blue eyes, but the voice he uttered was just as usual.

"No, Father doesn't care about his own son, why should I care." Qian Yueche knew that the foot in Qian Yueshen's hand belonged to him, and there was a deep scar on the heel.

And he is also very clear about the origin of that scar.

"Father." The voice was a little tired, it seemed that the little guy was tired.

"Huh?" Responding softly, the two of them lay on the bench.

"My Manluo country is like spring all the year round. It is impossible for snakes to come and go. Where did the snake that poisoned Qianyue Tianyu come from?" Qian Yueche seemed to be asking Qianyue God, but also asking himself.

Qian Yueshen pulled a blanket to cover the two of them, looking at the sleeping face in his arms, there was tender affection in his eyes, where did it come from?Che'er, how could you not know.

It was already night when Qian Yueche opened his eyes again, looking at the empty place around him, the sound of some firecrackers could still be faintly heard outside, Qian Yueche knew that the banquet had begun.

"Your Highness is awake?" The altar stepped forward to lift Qian Yueshen from the bed, and then helped him put on his coat and boots.

"Tan, I'm wearing too many clothes, it's very uncomfortable." Wrinkling her nose, Qian Yueche's expression at this moment is what a real five-year-old child should have.

The altar smiled softly: "Your Majesty has ordered that it will be cold at night, and I know that the little Highness will definitely not be able to stand the temptation of the banquet and will go to watch it, so I specially ordered the maidservant to wear fur for the little Highness. His Highness is disobedient, so His Majesty said to come back and play pp."

Seeing Tan intentionally making fun of him, Qian Yueche didn't mind.

To prevent that man from worrying about his body, Qian Yueche put on his clothes cooperatively.The location of the banquet is in another Yingbin Pavilion in the palace.

The location of the Yingbin Pavilion is relatively remote. When it was first built, it was also for the convenience of dignified guests and the spacious area there, but it is quite a distance from the main hall, the Golden Dragon Hall.

Qian Yueche went there on foot when he had nothing to do. He lived in the Golden Dragon Hall for 5 years. Except for that trip out of the palace and today, he has never stepped out of the palace gate.

"If your Highness walks along this road, I'm afraid you will be farther and farther away from the Yingbin Pavilion." Tan reminded in a loud voice.

"Is Tan afraid that he won't be able to find his way back, or is he afraid that someone will be abducted in the dead of night?" Qian Yueche still likes to chat with Tan, this person is knowledgeable and knows how to measure.

"This servant is afraid that His Highness will tire his feet when he comes back." Qian Yueche has a very calm demeanor that always draws people's eyes unconsciously.

Faint, as clear as his hair, but also dazzlingly beautiful.

The two walked in the moonlight, and the reflection lengthened each other's bodies.

"What's going on over there?" Qian Yueche asked inexplicably. Today's Manluo Palace should be full of joy, so why are there intermittent cries over there.

Looking up from the altar, the palace looked a bit dilapidated, and the crying sound obviously came from there.

"Go and have a look." Usually no one can stop what Qian Yueche wants to do, Diantan knows this very well.

"But what if...?" If something goes wrong, she will surely die.

"This hall never does things that we are not sure of." The faint voice was confident and proud, and the young face was as beautiful as a fairy boy under the moonlight.

Ling Tan couldn't help being a little confused, and Jiu Jiu couldn't help nodding his head.