Emperor Wu stretched out his hand and rubbed Xiao Changfeng's head, his eyes full of doting.

This is his son!

How could he just watch him get hurt?

"Um?"

At this time, Xiao Changfeng frowned and looked confused.

He didn't understand why his father suddenly raised this issue at this time.

Names are given by parents and cannot be changed by oneself.

But since my father brought it up at this time, it must have deep meaning.

Although he was the Immortal Emperor of Creation in his previous life.

But in this life, he is Dawu's ninth prince after all, the son of Emperor Wu and Xia Chan.

As a son of man, even though he once had a lot of dissatisfaction and resentment towards his father.

But after several contacts.

And with this exposure, it completely disappeared.

"Actually, I have known for a long time that one day I will be separated from your mother."

As soon as Emperor Wu opened his mouth, Xiao Changfeng was surprised.

He already knew?

So why didn't he stop it?

Is there something hidden here?

"That's why I cherished the days I spent with your mother very much. I named you Changfeng, which comes from the meaning of 'There will be times when the wind and waves break, and the sails will hang straight across the sea.'"

Emperor Wu spoke slowly, his heart filled with memories.

"We believe that one day, we will ride the wind and waves and break all obstacles. Therefore, your mother and I unanimously decided to name you Changfeng."

boom!

Emperor Wu's words finally made Xiao Changfeng understand the origin of his name.

The word "Changfeng" means sustenance, yearning and determination.

As the crystallization of their love, Xiao Changfeng is naturally their spiritual sustenance.

No one knows.

Twelve years ago, Concubine Xuan disappeared, and Xiao Changfeng had his bronze sword soul poached.

Emperor Wu was in so much pain and so angry.

It was from that moment that he completely tolerated it.

But decades of forbearance are ultimately no match for the love for his son.

He didn't want the tragedy of twelve years ago to happen again.

So even if it costs everything, he will not hesitate.

Even if it’s your own life!

"Changfeng!"

Emperor Wu said softly, then raised his hand and hugged Xiao Changfeng.

This hug happened after thirteen years.

A line of tears slipped silently from the corners of his eyes.
Chapter completed!