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Chapter 6 Duan Yanqing, Duan Zhengchun is a good man, he raised a son for you!(2/2)

Forget it, although I have no feelings for Xixia, I am still a subject of Xixia.

You are the master of the Crown Princess, so I should be more respectful to you.

Li Qiushui held up his hands to Zhou Duyi, turned around and ran away into the distance.

She is going to the Western Regions to find Ding Chunqiu.

Duan Yanqing took Zhou Du and walked towards Dali together.

"By the way, Qing."

Duan Yanqing used crutches to lead Zhou Du and performed Qinggong, but he staggered.

You are senior, so you can’t call me Qing!

Please call my name!

"Are you going to Dali to deal with Duan Zhengchun?"

Zhou Du asked.

"Yes, senior!"

Duan Yanqing said.

"What are you going to do?"

"How kind Duan Zhengchun is to you!"

Zhou Du said, "Although he is quite carefree and likes to flirt with children everywhere, he ends up making Duan Yu fall in love with a girl, and that girl is his sister."

Duan Yanqing: "..."

Do you think Duan Zhengchun is good to me?

Is there any connection between him flirting with girls everywhere and being nice to me?

"But, I'm helping you raise your son!"

Zhou Du said with a smile, "How well he raised your son."

"Look at that kid Duan Yu, he's so lively and energetic, he's going to be the emperor in the future."

"So, looking at it this way, Duan Zhengchun is very good to you!"

Zhou Du smiled happily.

Duan Yanqing stumbled and almost went astray.

He suddenly fell down and stared at Zhou Du.

He wondered if there was something wrong with his ears, or if the old man had Alzheimer's disease.

What these words mean is...

Duan Yu is my son?

What a joke!

"Senior, this is not a joke!"

Duan Yanqing said coldly.

"Duan Yu is your son."

"Outside Tianlong Temple, under the Bodhi tree, Hua Zi is sloppy and Guanyin has long hair."

Zhou Du said calmly, "The white-clothed Guanyin you saw outside Tianlong Temple was Duan Zhengchun's princess, Dao Baifeng!"

"Duan Yu's birthday is..."

Zhou Du paused, "System, what is Duan Yu's birthday?"

"Ding, I was born on November 23, Guihai, the second year of Baoding, Dali." The system said.

Zhou Du told Duan Yanqing.

Duan Yanqing froze on the spot.

Baoding two years?

He calculated silently, and his face suddenly lost all color.

He looked at Zhou Du excitedly, "Really?"

"Are you telling the truth?" Zhou Du smiled.

"Hahaha!"

Duan Yanqing suddenly shouted with joy.

Recalling that Duan Yu's face looked very similar to his own when he was young, there was no doubt in his heart.

He had never had any love between a man and a woman in his life, and the joy of his family. Suddenly he knew that he had a biological son in the world. He was filled with joy that was really indescribable.

I just feel that all the fame, wealth, honor, and empire in the world are not as valuable as having a son. I just want to scream and jump, but it's a pity...

He is a cripple, unable to shout or jump...

With a clang, the steel stick in his hand fell to the ground.

"I have a son?"

"I have a son?"

Duan Yanqing laughed heartily.

"Senior, you are right..."

"Duan Zhengchun is so kind to me!"

Duan Yanqing was beyond surprised.

"So, you go and become a monk!" Zhou Du grinned.
Chapter completed!
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