Yan acted quite well-behaved at this time. As long as he was thick-skinned, he wouldn't be embarrassed. What's wrong with a seven-year-old child who managed to survive in such a cute way?
"You can get up."
Qian Renxue stared coldly at Yan, who looked weak, and stretched out her hand to push him. If there hadn't been a big fight between the two of them just now, she wouldn't have believed that the kid in front of her was so difficult to deal with.
"Hiss... tap lightly..."
Yan stood up with a hiss of cold air, used the remaining strength to walk away from Qian Renxue, and then silently absorbed the healing light to help himself recover. After a while, some of the injuries were healed, and the remaining more serious ones were healed.
Yes, it will take some time to recuperate.
In the meeting hall of the side hall of the Enshrinement Hall, Yan and Qian Renxue took their seats again after changing their clothes. Neither of them spoke first. Yan was holding a cup of fragrant tea and taking a sip, looking calm and relaxed.
Qian Renxue sat opposite Yan, keeping an eye on the child who had just suffered a big loss for her. At the end of the battle, she almost used all her strength, but she still lost and could not block the final blow.
One blow left her with no chance to fight back.
In the end, Qian Renxue couldn't help but speak first: "Yan, I remember you just said that you would tell me everything after the discussion. Tell me, what did you mean by those words before."
Yan glanced at Qian Renxue and said, "What do you want to know? Aren't you already aware of some things? The Pope is my teacher, and I only know a little more than you."
Qian Renxue suddenly fell silent for a while, raised her head again and said in a cold voice: "She told you, haha, that guy doesn't look like a mother at all."
"Qian Renxue."
Yan called the name of the girl opposite, who naturally raised his head and looked at him, and Yan spoke again: "Actually, many things are not as simple as you think. You feel that His Majesty the Pope has abandoned you, so
You feel resentful, but have you ever thought about whether she was really the one who made the mistake?
Most people who know you only know who your father is. Do you know the past of the Pope? What kind of circumstances do you think you will be born under?"
Yan was speaking softly here. Qian Renxue's expression over there changed slightly. Her white palms were originally resting on the table, but they were trembling at the moment. She kept shaking her head, and suddenly she patted the table and stood up.
Zhu Yan said angrily: "It's impossible, you are lying to me, are you lying to me?"
"Your grandfather, Sendoliu Daishi, knows these things very well. You can ask him personally."
Yan just responded to her calmly. Some things don't need to be explained too clearly, especially to a smart girl like Qian Renxue.
Qian Renxue's life experience has been concealed. Many people know that the former Pope had a daughter, but almost no one knows about the girl's mother.
Because this girl's life experience is the biggest scandal in Wuhun Palace. The previous pope is her father and the current pope is her mother. The combination of master and apprentice is actually nothing. The famous Dragon Snake in the soul master world is in a similar situation. But
The key is that her birth did not come from Bibi Dong's wishes.
The reason why Yan's few words made Qian Renxue break her guard was that she was smart enough and thought of many things with just a few clicks. He had already guessed what his father had done back then, and he tried his best to conceal it.
This daughter's life experience actually explains a lot of things.
Her father's tall image collapsed, and her mother, whom she had always complained about, was a victim. This nearly collapsed Qian Renxue's outlook on life and made her extremely painful.
"If you really feel confused, you can ask your grandfather. I believe he will give you the right guidance."
Yan didn't do much to persuade him, but he took advantage of the opportunity to win the beauty back. Now he has the intention but lacks the strength, so he can only show his decent side, "The past things are in the past after all.
You always have to live for yourself."
Qian Renxue did not answer Yan, but stood up silently, walked out of the side hall in a daze and kept moving forward. Unknowingly, she came to the main hall. In front of her was the huge seraph sculpture that was ten meters high. In front of the sculpture, Qian Renxue
There was a person standing quietly, with his back to the direction of the door, looking up at the pure gold statue.
This is the back of a man. He is tall but not strong. He is wearing a simple gray robe. His long black hair is spread behind his head and combed very neatly.
He stood there, giving people a very strange feeling. Qian Renxue, who possessed the Seraph Martial Spirit, felt her heart throb. She couldn't help but look up, and felt that the person in front of her seemed to be the Seraph statue.
There is no difference between the two of them.
Sunlight fell through the cracks in the windows into the main hall, focusing entirely on him. Even though his clothes were so simple, just standing there made people feel the urge to worship him.
"Grandpa, grandpa."
Qian Renxue's face was full of confusion, and she couldn't help but call out to the man in gray.
The man in gray slowly turned around, and the special aura before suddenly disappeared. He looked about thirty or forty years old, very handsome, with a faint smile on his face, calm and indifferent.
The breath gives people a very comfortable feeling.
This man in gray is now the most powerful person in Wuhun Palace, the former ruling elder of Wuhun Palace, the father of the former Pope, the Grand Priest of the Enshrinement Palace, the ninety-ninth level Extreme Douluo, Qian Daoliu.
"Child, if you want to cry, just cry."
Qian Daoliu took a step lightly, and the next moment he was in front of Qian Renxue with open arms. His movements were not fast, but when he came to Qian Renxue, the latter couldn't help but feel aggrieved and threw himself in
He cried loudly in his arms.
Even the strongest people have a weak side. Qian Renxue's heart is dark at the moment. Her father's stalwart image has collapsed. There is a reason for her mother's indifference. And her behavior over the years has been quite childish and excessive. All of this
How could a twelve-year-old girl endure everything?
"Oh! I've suffered so much for you. It would have been better if I had known earlier. If I cried, it would be over."
Qian Daoliu stretched out his hand to gently comfort Qian Renxue, and the warmth of his palms penetrated through his blond hair, making Qian Renxue's heart feel slightly calmer.
Qian Renxue looked up at her grandfather and couldn't help but ask: "Grandpa, did I do something wrong before?"
Qian Daoliu did not answer directly, but said lightly: "Actually, she is also very painful in her heart. After all, it was not her who was wrong at the beginning. And her feelings for you are not as you imagined. Some things
, I don’t have the courage to tell you.”
***The author has something to say***
The first chapter has been updated. Please collect it, read comments and vote. Also, there will be no recommendation slots next week. If you have any way to recommend the book, such as a collection list, I hope you can help.
In addition, regarding the small number of words and the lack of updates, the main reason is that the collection is still small, and the author hopes to get a few more recommendations in the new book issue.
There is also word count. In fact, the author has written and deleted every chapter in the past few days, and has streamlined it a lot. It will not be so watery. Otherwise, the same chapter with 3,000 words would not be a problem.