Part 8 Chapter 623 The Heavenly Emperor's Love

With a gust of purple mist gushing out, Zixiao Tower turned into an extremely warm room after opening the door. Among them, a beautiful woman was looking at herself with embarrassment, and kept asking: "How is it? Is it okay? I look like this... I don't know if the child will hate it..."

While talking, there was actually some crying sound: "My poor child... I want to see my parents, but I have to use this method... I want to hug her... kiss her..."

Suddenly exclaimed: "Have you already started?"

Immediately, his face suddenly changed, becoming kind, sentimental, but infinitely warm.

"Son, I'm your mother..." As soon as she finished saying this, the woman's eye circles turned red again. She held back her sobs and said, "I don't know what you look like...you look more like your father, Still more like me...mother can't see you..."

"Mother..." Zi Xieqing looked at the woman in front of her infatuatedly, but did not dare to make the slightest movement.

Although it was just an illusory image, Zi Xieqing felt infinite warmth in an instant. The moment that gentle face appeared, she felt her heart throbbing.

This is my mother!

My mother loves me more than anything else!

This kind of thought, feeling, emerges naturally. Let Zi Xieqing, who has never felt all this, be filled with happiness and satisfaction in an instant. There is also heartache, bitterness...

Although I knew my mother couldn't see it, I still wanted to smile and let my mother see it; but when the corner of my mouth moved, the tears in my eyes flowed down uncontrollably.

A kind of extreme bitterness and grief rushed to my heart, and for a moment I just wanted to cry loudly. But she didn't dare to cry, she could only tightly cover her mouth, and looked at her mother without blinking... Let the tears flow freely...

This is the only chance to see my mother, the only chance in this life!

She was afraid that if she moved inadvertently, the setting of this space would be destroyed, and the mother's figure would disappear instantly... So she didn't dare to move.

She just looked at it like this. While telling myself: This is my mother, the mother I have never met before!

I also have a mother!

I am not an orphan! Not outcasts! My mother loves me more than any mother in the world...

"My child... I miss you so much... Mother really misses you so much..." The woman couldn't help crying,

The beautiful face was stained with tears.

Next to him, the voice of the Emperor Zixiao blamed helplessly and said: "You... Control your emotions, what do you look like? Wouldn't it just increase the child's sadness in vain..."

"I...I can't help it..." The woman sobbed. Crying: "I want to see my child..."

"I want to tell her that I love her, I really love her... I have dreamed of seeing her. I have been dreaming about it for a long time. I have been thinking about what our child will be like. How should I love? Her, how to teach her, how to coax her... She grew up from a young age, what changes year after year... I have thought about it for a long, long time... But now... I can only let the child see an image... ...She has never even felt the warmth of her mother's embrace, and she has never felt it. The smell of the mother's body..."

"Other people's children are fine, why not ours? Zihao! Why?!"

The tearful accusation was actually not an accusation at all, and the why, although sad and indignant, revealed a sincere powerlessness.

This sound made the Zixiao Tiandi Zihao on the side let out a long and deep sigh.

"Child..." The woman finally tried her best to control her emotions. Perhaps it was Zihao's sentence of "in vain increasing the sadness in the child's heart" that played a decisive role.

"Son...don't blame your father...your father may never be a good husband or a good father in this life, but he is an absolutely competent emperor of heaven! Your father is a hero...so he is destined to bear more burdens. Ordinary people have many responsibilities. For Zi Xiaotian, your father has exhausted all his energy and effort..."

She took a deep breath: "Actually, your father loves you very much..."

"Son, your father stands up to the sky, and your mother kisses me, so I can only accompany him. Stand up to the sky, never return, never regret!" In the picture, the beautiful woman turned her head and looked to one side. .

presumably. At that time, Zi Hao was waiting by the side.

Because, Ling Piaoping's eyes are full of tenderness.

"My child... you have grown up until now, and you have never felt the existence of your mother..." The woman choked up again, and after a pause, she said, "Mother is very guilty...I'm sorry..."

"In the next room, there are things that mother prepared for you... This is your father's Zixiao Pagoda. Only when you come in person can you unlock this hidden secret and get the things inside... The things are all made by mother for you..."

"My child...you must be happy, you must be happy...Mother's time is running out...there is still a lot to come. I need you to remember..."

"I don't know if you like the things my mother made for you... and the clothes... If you are a boy, I will make the clothes after your father's figure when you grow up... If you are a boy, You will definitely be like your father, an indomitable hero... I wish you were a boy with strong bones and full of tenderness..."

"If you were a girl... I prepared the clothes according to my figure, you should be taller than me, right? Because your father is very tall... child... remember to wear it. Mom I really want to put clothes on for you with my own hands... go, kid..."

The picture of the woman is frozen here. But before the freeze frame, tears kept flowing out like a spring, and she begged: "Let me say a few more words to the child..."

Zi Xieqing watched obsessively, and murmured: "Mother...Mother..."

The screen changed again, into another room, and Zihao's voice sounded: "Here is what your mother left you... My child, always remember that you have a mother! Your mother is The best mother in the world! She has prepared everything for you!"

In this room, it is really all-encompassing, there are countless clothes, from baby to grown-up clothes, clothes that change every spring, summer, autumn and winter...

The row on the left is men's clothes; the row on the right is women's clothing. Row after row, almost no end in sight.

There are also countless exercises, from easy to difficult, from beginners, basics, to enter the room, to high-level, peak, and peak exercises, all of which are available without any omissions. The only thing in common between these exercises is that their quality is ridiculously high , To say that it is superior is to belittle!

There are also... countless toys, for boys and girls, some are exquisite and detailed, some are majestic, some are warm and cute. I believe that any child will laugh heartily and forget everything when they see these toys troubles and sorrows.

As long as it is what ordinary children can have, it has it here, and what ordinary children don't have, it also has it here;

In the middle of the room, there is a table with a thick stack of letters on it; Zi Hao's voice sounded: "My child, that is a letter written by your mother... it records in detail what you need to pay attention to in your life... ...Everything is recorded in it. You can read it later."

"Since the beginning of this battle, the request for reinforcements was rejected for the first time. I already expected that Shengjun would not reinforce Zi Xiaotian's soldiers; although I also tried to send out guards for help... But I have always had an ominous omen in my heart...Since then, your mother has been preparing for all of this. I have been preparing until today...my child..."

Zi Xieqing's eyes were fixed on the letter paper, and she couldn't move her eyes for a long time. There were so many letters... There were more than a thousand letters. I don't know how long it took my mother to write each word?

In front of her eyes, there seemed to be a woman in white, sitting at the desk, writing these letters word by word, crying as she wrote...

After writing these letters, how many tears did my mother shed?

She looked at it obsessively, with a feeling in her heart: If time stays here and there is no change, I will be satisfied...

But whether she likes it or not, the picture is changing.

One by one, teenagers, middle-aged, and people kept appearing here and disappearing. These are Zihao's surviving relatives at this time.

Zi Hao's voice said: "Here are all the members of our family... Everyone who is still alive so that you can see... The rest of the people have all died on the battlefield. Never afraid of death..."

"Outside, there is a decisive battle... My son, I will take you out to see your uncles, they are all my brothers..."

Immediately, the screen changed again, and the background had already changed into a large square, with numerous banners and flags, the sound of the wind howling, clouds and mist filling the sky, and the sounds of mountains and tsunamis one after another, shaking the world!

At the moment when Zihao walked out, all the voices stopped at the same time, it was silent!

Only the whistling of the wind remained.

"Brothers!" Zihao's majestic and majestic voice suddenly sounded, and at the moment it became fierce and high-spirited, mixed with a strong murderous intent and boundless fighting intent: "Today swear to master, tomorrow will be a decisive battle! Regardless of our life or death after the first battle tomorrow! How, but, with us today, Zixiaotian is still in our hands!"

"Slaughter all the demons!"

Zihao was the first to roar!

Down below, there was a sudden tsunami: "Slaughter all the demons! Zixiaotian, it's ours! Ours!"

"revenge!"

"As long as there is still one soldier in Zixiaotian, and he still has a breath, he must fight to the end! There are no traitors in Zixiaotian! We can only die together!"

"Zixiaotian only has glory!" Zihao raised his arms and shouted: "Fight!"

Countless people shouted together.

"war!"

"war!"

"war!"