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Chapter 124: Three Lives Three Worlds Peach Blossom 3 Extra

There was silence in Taichen Palace, and the atmosphere seemed somewhat depressing.

Jun Mu and Ming Yue sat on either side of Emperor Donghua, their bodies pressed tightly together, their lips tightly closed, as if they were suppressing the tension in their hearts.

Zheyan first looked carefully at Jun Mu with silver hair and found that he had a striking resemblance to Emperor Donghua.

Although they couldn't be said to be identical, they were at least eighty percent similar. In comparison, Emperor Donghua was more refined. Zheyan couldn't help but secretly speculate that perhaps the other two points of similarity came from their mother. Zheyan thought uncertainly.

Zheyan then turned his gaze to Mingyue, who was completely dependent on Emperor Donghua. Her large, watery eyes revealed a hint of uneasiness, and her chubby little face trembled slightly with nervousness, making one feel a pity for her.

Zheyan was indignant: Why was this stone the first to have such lovely children?

"Donghua, what's going on?"

There was a hint of gentleness in Zheyan's voice, as he was afraid that his tone would scare the two little cuties in front of him.

Although Mo Yuan and Yao Guang remained silent, their eyes also revealed doubts. They looked at Emperor Donghua at the same time, expecting him to give an explanation.

The three received a message from Emperor Donghua, asking them to go to Taichen Palace. They were filled with doubts and curiosity, thinking that since the war between gods and demons, they had all been busy with their own affairs and had not gathered together like this for a long time.

Now that Emperor Donghua had summoned them together, their feelings were indescribable, and they couldn't help but begin to wonder if something big had happened in the world.

However, this is not the case. The reason for this gathering is not about the major events in the world, but about the "big events" of Emperor Donghua.

When they arrived at Taichen Palace, the first people they saw were Jun Mu and Ming Yue. Jun Mu, in particular, looked almost identical to Emperor Donghua, only slightly smaller. If they were to say Jun Mu and Emperor Donghua had no connection, no one would believe it.

This caused the three experienced and experienced Supreme Gods to lose their ability to control their expressions. Zheyan almost dropped the folding fan in his hand. They were so surprised that they didn't know how to speak for a moment, which led to the scene at the beginning.

Emperor Donghua's expression was subtle and complex, a mixture of pride and boasting. His tone was calm, yet it revealed an undeniable certainty: "Oh, they are my son Jun Mu and my daughter Ming Yue."

This statement was like a bombshell, sending shockwaves through everyone. They stared with wide eyes, staring in disbelief. They were utterly shocked by this sudden news, unable to accept it for a moment.

Although it was a normal reply, coupled with the expression on Emperor Donghua's face, for some reason Zheyan and the other two felt a little itchy.

Emperor Donghua lowered his head and looked gently at Jun Mu and Ming Yue, with a doting smile on his face, and introduced them: "This is the Supreme God Mo Yuan, this is the Supreme God Yao Guang, and this one..."

However, before Emperor Donghua could finish, Mingyue suddenly raised a hand and excitedly interrupted him, "I know, I know, he's Uncle Zheyan! But isn't Uncle Zheyan on his honeymoon with Aunt Chiyan? Where's Aunt Chiyan?"

After saying that, Ming Yue looked at Zhe Yan in confusion, her eyes full of curiosity, as if she was very puzzled as to why she didn't see the aunt she was talking about.

Hearing this, Zheyan, who had been calmly drinking from his teacup, suddenly choked and started coughing. His face flushed red, and he finally calmed down.

After calming down, two questions kept flashing through Zheyan's mind: "Who am I?" "Where am I?" He felt like his whole body was about to break apart, as if the whole world had become strange.

Seeing Zheyan's big reaction, Mingyue looked at Emperor Donghua in bewilderment, "Father..."

Emperor Donghua glanced at Zheyan with his dark eyes when he saw Mingyue like this. He touched the bun on Mingyue's head and said in a gentle voice, "It's okay. He's just too thirsty."

Ming Yue was comforted and sat obediently beside Emperor Donghua.

Mo Yuan and Yao Guang looked at Zhe Yan with an expression that seemed to be enjoying a good show.

Zheyan was frustrated by them and turned to Emperor Donghua and asked, "What's going on?"

Donghua lowered his eyes to look at the two children, then looked back at them, his expression calm, and he said emphatically: "Parallel time and space!"

Mo Yuan, Yaoguang and Zheyan seemed to understand after hearing this.

Jun Mu was no longer as lively as usual. He stayed beside Emperor Donghua and observed him. After hearing the words "parallel time and space", perhaps he had a premonition that this was not their original world. His heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down as if he had suddenly realized something.

No wonder, there was no Queen Mother here. Although their "Father" treated them well, there was always a sense of strangeness, and...

Jun Mu looked at Mo Yuan and the other two, and found that Uncle Mo Yuan, Uncle Zhe Yan, and Aunt Yao Guang didn't seem to recognize them. This made Jun Mu feel very disappointed, and a wave of sadness surged in his heart.

Mingyue seemed to sense her brother's sadness and pain. She held Jun Mu's hand tightly, trying to comfort him with her warmth.

Jun Mu felt a little better when he felt his sister's care and love, but he still couldn't hide the loss in his heart.

Emperor Donghua watched all this silently. He knew that Jun Mu was very smart and might have guessed all the truth.

However, facing such a situation, he felt speechless. He quietly walked to Jun Mu's side and hugged the brother and sister together in his arms, letting them feel his support and comfort.

Jun Mu felt this strange yet familiar embrace, and a complex emotion surged in his heart.

He tried hard to hold back the tears in his eyes, not letting them flow. Although he was only five hundred years old, he knew he had to be strong, as he still had a sister to protect.