Several children came to pay their respects, but they were all worried when they saw that she looked bad.

Yun Dai hadn't figured out how to tell the children about this.

Although the eldest Yan'er is already seventeen and the two princesses are fifteen, others think they have grown up and can get married.

However, in Yun Dai's eyes, they are not really adults. What's more, the waiter is only 12, even younger.

They have been living in the palace and live a stable and comfortable life.

Can you accept that their father will die soon?

Whether it is Yan'er or the princess waiter, they all respect their father and regard them as heaven and as a pillar of existence and reliance.

Yundai doesn't want to hurt the children.

Looking at the tender faces of several children, Yun Dai felt sour, and at the same time, he understood Zhao Yuanjing's decision to hide his painstaking efforts.

If she had known it five years ago, would she have the heart to tell the children that she would have a shadow over their hearts for several years?

Although it is very painful now, at least those years have been happy and carefree.

Qian'er was the most careful. She leaned against her mother and asked, "Did the mother not sleep well yesterday? It has been getting cold these days and it has been raining. Shouldn't mother be sick too?"

"This is still a question, it must be because of the cold wind of the father." said the child.

"But the cold of the father's father has improved a lot." Qian'er smiled, "My mother and the father are too fucked. If you have such a minor illness, you can't sleep well?"

Yun Dai had no intention of joking with them and waved his hand: "You should do whatever you should do. Yan'er stayed, and the queen mother had something to say to you."

She looked serious and had no smile on her face.

Several children looked at each other and had to go out first.

"Yan'er comes and sits." Yun Dai waved.

Yan'er brought a chair, but she was not idle either. She helped her mother sort out the various messy drawings on the table.

Usually Yun Dai is not allowed to touch these things, for fear that she will not be able to find them if it messes up.

Only Yan'er can accurately distinguish which ones she wants to keep and which are scrapped drawings.

Yun Dai rubbed his eyebrows and watched him clean up slowly, and couldn't help but smile: "You kid, you are as careful as a girl."

Yan'er said: "My mother is in a bad mood. Is it because of her father's illness?"

Yun Dai glanced at him.

The boy's eyes were very calm, but he couldn't see his head at first sight.

Yun Dai was silent for a while and said, "Yan'er, you have grown up, and I don't have to hide some things from you. I want to tell you the truth about your father's illness."

Yan'er's hand paused, continued to sort it out, and said with a smile: "My mother said that, "My mother is so old, can't I share some of the burden for my father, my mother?"

"Your father's illness has actually been very serious in the past few years."

"But it seems that the father is completely well."

"That's just an appearance, even I was hidden. If your father wants to hide something, it will be difficult for others to guess thoroughly." Yun Dai sighed, "Your father has been sick recently and has been having a high fever. I can't hide it anymore, so I'll tell the truth. He... has only been a few months."

Yan'er's hand shook and the drawings spread all over the floor.

He hurriedly bent down to pick it up.

Yun Daizhi, the child has always been calm and calm, not anxious or impatient. Such behavior is enough to show his shock and panic.

Yan'er squatted on the ground for a long time before reorganizing the drawings.
Chapter completed!