The reason why Chu Yi was willing to recognize his son was because the King of Xirong is now in the morning and the King of Xirong will soon die. At that time, he will support Moze ascend the throne, eliminate Pei Sheng's old fox, and then use Moze's mouth to pass the position of Xirong to his son Molian.

The reason why it was not passed directly to Mo Lian was because Mo Lian was still young. If it was passed directly to him, then his grandfather and mother would directly control the government affairs naturally, and then there would be nothing he had to do with the Western Rong Kingdom.

Originally, if Pei Sheng and Pei Jingran were obedient, this would not be impossible. However, in the past five years, Chu Yi had already seen clearly that Pei Sheng was simply a disobedient person, and he would not obey him so easily.

Mo Lian looked back at Pei Jingran, then looked at Chu Yi again. Seeing that he was smiling gently, he walked towards him.

After all, there is a father-son relationship. When Mo Lian saw Chu Yi, he felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy and wanted to get close to him.

Mo Lian's attachment to Chu Yi made Chu Yi feel warm. He hugged Mo Lian in his arms and hugged him tightly.

In the past five years, there have been women in Chu Yi's harem, but for some reason, none of these women gave birth to a child and half of his daughter. He also felt very lonely in the past five years.

He liked Shui Lingyue in his heart. When he heard the news from Northern Qi, although Shui Lingyue had left, he left Xiao Yichen with a daughter. He was so jealous that he was very jealous at that time, but when he thought of himself having a son in Xirong Kingdom, his jealousy was relieved.

At this moment, Chu Yi held his son, and his heart, like duckweed, seemed to have a root, which made him feel extremely at ease.

"Liang'er, have you been doing well in the Western Rong over the years?"

Chu Yi reached out and rubbed his little face, and couldn't help asking.

Mo Lian raised his little head, looked at Chu Yi, and said in a soft voice: "With a mother's care for Lian'er, Lian'er is living a good life."

Chu Yi asked again: "Liang'er, will you go back to Nanchu with your father in a few days?"

Mo Lian did not agree for a moment, but looked back at Pei Jingran, and then said to Chu Yi: "Father, have you taken your mother to Nanchu too? When the mother returns, Lian'er will go back."

Hearing Mo Lian's words, Chu Yi looked at Pei Jingran deeply, then turned to Mo Lian and said, "Of course, my father will take your mother back."

When Mo Lian heard this, he was very happy at first, and pouted again in a flash, saying unhappily: "Father, you won't go back too early, right? If my father's illness is not cured, Lian'er and his mother will not be able to leave. Lian'er and his mother will still have to take care of his father! Moreover, the father is the king of the Xirong Kingdom, so he cannot leave Xirong Kingdom, so Lian'er and his mother cannot go for too long. They can only go to play for a few days and go back to Xirong Kingdom to accompany their father."

When Chu Yi heard this, his heart suddenly seemed to fall into an ice cellar. It turned out that in Mo Lian's heart, the father was just a name. The father contained the father's love for father. Mo Lian had no such thing as a father. Only Pei Jingran asked him to call him Chu Yi's father, and he called him Father. In his heart, the Xirong Kingdom was his home, and the Xirong King lying on the hospital bed was his father.

At this moment, Chu Yi suddenly felt very uncomfortable. This cute boy was originally his son, and he had thought about making him the crown prince, but now, the father in the boy's heart is the King of Xirong.
Chapter completed!