Dongfang Yao carefully took off the hosta from Prince Fu, then stood up and walked out without looking back. When he was about to go out, he stopped and turned his back to the people in the room and said:
"Father, the deceased is dead. In view of the many years of friendship, I hope you can give Prince Fu a generous burial. Also, he didn't tell me anything, so you can relax."
"Relax? How can I relax with you now, Yao'er..." Dongfang Tianqi looked at his distant back and murmured.
Dongfang Yao held the hosta in his hand tightly, and a blurry picture appeared in front of his eyes. A man with a Chinese character face was hugging him and laughing. He wanted to see the man in the picture clearly, but he could not remember the man clearly.
's appearance.
There was a wry smile on his lips. He must have been only two years old at that time and hadn't even begun to remember.
Dongfang Yao wandered around on the street as if he had lost his soul. Unknowingly, he walked outside Sikong's mansion. Li Ruo's smile appeared in his mind, and the sadness in his heart seemed to lighten a little.
He subconsciously raised his feet and walked in. At this time, he just wanted to see the woman who made his heart beat and made him dream.
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In Tingshui Pavilion, Li Ruo was lying powerlessly in the pavilion, looking at Sikong Xuan who was sitting leisurely drinking tea, and asked:
"Who came just now?"
"I only heard one person's footsteps."
Li Ruo immediately jumped up when he heard this, pointed at Sikong Xuan, and said in disbelief:
"You, just one person, took me and fled. You, you, you let me down so much. Come on, let's go back."
"If you want to go back, you have to go back to the palace. Woman, aren't you worried about Hun'er at all? Could it be that Hun'er was exposed, so those guards chased him into the secret passage?"
Sikong Xuan looked at her and the corner of her mouth twitched.
"Lihun is my son. I know how much he weighs hundreds of times better than you. The guards in the palace are simply not enough for him to play with."
Li Ruo was surprised. Why did Mao have so little confidence in Li Hun? Oh, it must be because they had never fought before. In order to be quiet in the future, she made a decision in her heart to let them wait until Li Hun came back.
Choose a day to compete.
"He's still young, and you don't want him to hurt anyone..."
Li Ruo couldn't help but rolled her eyes and interrupted him:
"Sikong Xuan, I suddenly realized that you are such a bitch. Also, you let him kill someone when he was only three years old? Don't you know that a child's education in the first five years is very important? If you let him kill people now,
Then he will definitely become a murderous devil in the future. Do you want him to become like this? Humph, an irresponsible man."
"Am I irresponsible?"
Sikong Xuan's voice couldn't help but become louder.
"No need to doubt, no need to quibble, you just have no sense of responsibility. You have no sense of responsibility since a long time ago."
Li Ruo immediately interrupted him. If he was responsible, how could he not recognize Li Hun as his son? Humph!
"I don't have a sense of responsibility? If I didn't have a sense of responsibility, I wouldn't be so worried about Hun'er." Sikong Xuan slammed the table and stood up.
"Hey, whoever shoots louder will be justified? Humph, my son doesn't need you to be responsible." Li Ruo said and turned her head away from him.