"Daddy, what's wrong with you coming to me all of a sudden?" Chen Jiu naturally received Chen Xia warmly.

"Nine, people say that you have a wife and forgot your mother. As an emperor for thousands of years, you can't fall into the stereotype!" There is a talk in Chen Xia dialect.

"Daddy, that's not good enough!" Chen Jiu's face was red, and he could not help but justify himself: "there is a way of being unfilial."

"Filial piety?" Chen Xia can't help but pout his mouth in disdain. Your son enjoys the ice cloud empress everyday, but Dad is lonely in his empty room.

"Daddy, you can rest assured...