Chapter 441: with translation of chapter title

Thank you for forgiving me.

Xiao Hu showed an embarrassed expression.

He actually had no ill intent; he just felt that his relationship with Xiao Chen had improved, so he wanted to joke with him. Usually they always played pranks on each other, but he didn't expect to go too far this time.

From now on, he wouldn't dare to joke like that again.

Although Xiao Chen had forgiven Xiao Hu, he still felt somewhat uncomfortable inside.

Just now, he was really frightened by Xiao Hu.

If something really happened to Xiao Hu, how lonely he would be alone in the future!

So, his gaze at Xiao Hu remained awkward; suddenly he recalled a story his mother had told him, he hummed and said to Xiao Hu, 'Mom said liars' noses get that long.' Xiao Chen exaggeratedly gestured at his own nose.

'Xiao Hu, if you lie again, your nose will become like Pinocchio's!'

Xiao Hu had also heard the Pinocchio story; it was a bedtime story their mother told them, but that day he was too sleepy and fell asleep halfway through.

As a result, he didn't know how Pinocchio's story ended.

'No!' He didn't want to be like Pinocchio, with such a long nose—it would be ugly, and Mom wouldn't like him!

'Hmph, who knows? After all, you're a bad child who loves to lie!'

'I'm not! I don't want to be a bad child!'

'Also, Mom said she hates liars the most!'

Xiao Chen said, looking at Ye Qingran, 'Mom, did you really say that?'

Xiao Hu looked at her nervously.

Ye Qingran looked at Xiao Hu's face turned pale from fright; although she felt reluctant, she still had to uphold the principle.

Thus she solemnly said, 'Yes. Mom hates liars the most!'

Xiao Chen's eyes rolled, 'Then, Mom, if someone lies to you, what would you do?'

Ye Qingran thought, 'Then I'll ignore him from now on!'

Xiao Hu almost cried from fright, but Ye Qingran quickly added, 'However, this time Mom forgives Xiao Hu.'

Only then did Xiao Hu stop his tears, shaking his head, 'I didn't mean it this time; I promise you I won't lie again.'

Seeing Xiao Hu frightened badly by him, Xiao Chen felt somewhat relieved.

'Stinky Xiao Hu, just now he scared him half to death; he also wants him to taste fear!'

Besides Xiao Hu, the one who was scared half to death was also Xiao Hu's father.

Fu Hanxiu never dreamed that, after finally completing his mental preparation and mustering the courage to confess to Ye Qingran leniently, he would encounter such a scene.

Ye Qingran said she hates liars the most; if anyone lies to her, she will never pay attention to that person again?

He fabricated Wuhen's identity—does that count as a lie?

If Ye Qingran found out, would she really ignore him?

His heart instantly sank without bottom.

Fu San beside him was also rather speechless.

How could it be such bad luck to run into this at this very moment?

He discovered that the Emperor Sovereign's painfully gathered courage had already dwindled away...

Just then, a voice came from inside—Fu Chen's innocent question: 'Mom, what if Father Lord lies to you? What would you do?'

Fu Hanxiu's heart jolted; he focused, wanting to know Ye Qingran's reply.

In her heart, would he be a special existence?

Deep down, he harbored a faint anticipation.

Xiao Hu raised his little hand, 'I know! I know! Mom will kick him out and then find us a stepfather!'

Fu Hanxiu: '......'

His son is obsessed with finding a stepmother; what to do?

Ye Qingran rolled her eyes.

'Mom will treat everyone equally; she won't give special treatment just because he's your father.'

Fu Hanxiu's hopes deep inside shattered into bits.

Turns out, in her heart, he isn't special at all!

Fu San naturally also heard Ye Qingran's answer, and suddenly felt a pang of pity for his own lord.

A fine Emperor Sovereign, before the woman he loves, is still humble.

Only at this time does he feel that the gap between him and the Emperor Sovereign doesn't seem so large.

'Your Majesty... should we still speak?'

Fu Hanxiu suffered a considerable blow, his heart beating a retreat: 'I think Xiao Hu just made a mistake; it's not appropriate for me to speak now.'

Fu San: '......'

This excuse sounds completely fine.

'Then???'

'Let's wait a few days, until she calms down...'

'Alright...'

Admitting now would lack favorable timing, location, and harmony.

'Emperor Sovereign, does eavesdropping sound good?'

Ye Qingran's voice came faintly; Fu Hanxiu gave an embarrassed smile and touched his lofty nose.

Pushing the door open, the two children's gazes turned toward him.

'Father?'

Father Lord?

Then the two kids ran toward him with a "ding‑ding‑ding", clutching his thigh, a scene of deep father‑son affection.

A flash of surprise passed through Fu Hanxiu's eyes, and his expression was somewhat startled by the favor.

What's wrong with the sons?

Why are they suddenly so close to him?

Could it be that they finally discovered the good in this father of theirs?

The facts prove that the Emperor Sovereign really overthought it.

Father Lord, you must never lie to mother from now on!

Otherwise, your nose will grow that long!

This time it's Xiao Hu's turn to intimidate others.

And you'll be kicked away by mother with a single foot!

Then we'll have a stepfather!

You and I trade words, and Fu Hanxiu's head buzzed.

Sure enough, he couldn't hold too much hope for the two kids.

All that father‑son affection is fake.

In his heart, he suddenly yearned intensely for a soft, cuddly daughter.

They say a daughter is a close‑knit little cotton coat; he also wants one.

As for sons, they're just there to stab him.

His already riddled heart received another stab, blood gushing.

For some reason, seeing Fu Hanxiu again made Ye Qingran think of Wuhen.

Therefore, after Fu Hanxiu left, she sent Han Xing to the place where Wuhen had lived before, to see whether Wuhen had returned.

Fu Hanxiu received the news, his expression grew a few degrees more solemn.

Your Majesty, how shall I reply? Fu San waited for Fu Hanxiu's answer, because Han Xing was still awaiting his reply.

No need to reply; I'll go find her right now…

Fu Hanxiu said that and entered the room; when he emerged, he already looked like Wuhen.