The four of Hua Linhai sat down to have breakfast not far away, Hua Qingyun's voice was chirping, full of joy.
Hua Yueling looked at Cao Qing'er and said, "Qing'er doesn't like the excitement, right?"
"It's okay, I'm just casual, we're all on the carriage anyway." Cao Qing'er smiled slightly at Hua Yueling, she just didn't like strangers.
"Qing'er, don't you want to know about your father and your family?" Hua Yueling winked at her.
Cao Qing'er was stunned and her expression tightened. She looked at Hua Yueling. She didn't dare to think about her relatives, because every time she thought about them, her heart would hurt more and she would miss them more.
"Master Huazhuang and your father should know each other, right? After all, one is the leader of the martial arts alliance, and the other is the number one master in the world." Hua Yueling smiled, "Hasn't Qing'er met Master Huazhuang?"
Cao Qing'er shook her head and said: "It's rare that I get framed when I go out to travel in the world. Hey, so women should stay at home to take care of their husbands and raise their children. Don't go out to travel in the world. You don't know what you can do." Cao Qing'er sighed, she learned martial arts, and
He likes to fight against injustice, so he wanders around the world on his own. Who knows that he will be targeted as soon as he arrives in Yangzhou? It's all because of his inexperience and he doesn't listen to his father's advice. My father and mother must be very sad.
"Qing'er, you can't say that. You're just unlucky. There are still many heroines in the world." Jimo Ziyan comforted him.
"It's because of Qing'er's identity that she was spied on by interested people." Mo Wushuang finally said something.
"That's right, Qing'er, don't be sad." Jimo Ziyan comforted her gently.
"I'm fine, Ling'er, let's wait and ask them?" Cao Qing'er really wanted to know the news about her parents. Before, she didn't dare to ask because she was afraid that letting them know about the poison in her body would make her sad, but now she has
With Huayue Ling here, she seemed less afraid.
"Well, let's talk about it on the carriage. It's a long journey. We have plenty of time. I'm also very curious about things in the world. We can listen to their stories." Hua Yueling's excuse was very clever, and in this way,
She doesn't have to ride with Mo Wushuang all the time.
"That's fine, as long as you like it." Jimo Ziyan laughed.
"Wushuang, are you still angry with me?" Hua Yueling raised her eyes and looked at Mo Wushuang, who had an indifferent expression.
"How dare I be angry with you." Mo Wushuang smiled bitterly. He was indeed angry, but when he saw her looking at him with shining eyes, he softened his heart. He didn't want to get into trouble with her because he would be very unhappy.
"Haha, Wushuang, you are too indulgent of Ling'er." Cao Qing'er laughed upon hearing this.
"Why don't you dare to be angry? You have your rights." Huayue Ling kept eating with her mouth flat.
"I know, but if I'm angry, you won't coax me and make me sad." Mo Wushuang said pitifully.
"Haha, you two have been together for so long, and you still don't understand each other? Ling'er, how could Wushuang be willing to make you unhappy?" Jimo Ziyan said something nice for Mo Wushuang.
Hua Yueling glanced at Mo Wushuang. His eyes were full of hurt, which made her extremely guilty. No matter what, she did go a bit too far. The truth of the matter has not been revealed, but she has already positioned him well. This is not good for him.
It's unfair to say that. Even if she doesn't love him, it won't change her friend's basic attitude. Hua Yueling despises herself.
"Okay, it was my fault, do I admit it?" Hua Yueling smiled at Mo Wushuang.
Mo Wushuang looked at her smiling face for a while, then narrowed his eyes and said, "It's not easy for Ling'er to admit his mistake."
"Wushuang, since you know, you should accept the apology, lest Ling'er's little face becomes ugly again." Jimo Ziyan laughed.
"How could I bear to make her angry?" Mo Wushuang muttered, put the food into Hua Yueling's bowl and said, "Eat more."
Hua Yueling raised her head and smiled brightly at him. This man was more generous than her.
Nangong Lieye, who had been listening to their conversation over there, tensed up, but he didn't dare to let out his breath, and his heart was so sore.
The four of them finally resumed their laughter and laughter. After eating, they walked out of the city gate with Hua Linhai and joined the main force and started to set off.
Hua Yueling and Cao Qing'er were like sisters. Naturally, they were in the same car. Hua Linhai was invited into their car by Hua Yueling. Hua Linhai was a little embarrassed and pulled Nangong Lieye on, while Mo Wushuang and Jimo Ziyan let Hua Jili sit in the car.
We got into their car and chatted.
Hua Qingyun and Chunmei were sitting in the car behind. The little girl was very excited and chatted non-stop with Chunmei.
In the carriage of Mo Wushuang and Jimo Ziyan, the aroma of tea filled their nostrils. He was seventeen years old in the flower season, and he was a little reserved. He was originally a shy man, and he couldn't let go. He didn't know why they wanted him.
"Ji Li, don't be restrained. It's been a long journey. Now that we've become friends, don't be polite." Mo Wushuang showed an elegant and indifferent smile, which could make people take off their guard easily.
"Thank you, Mr. Wushuang." Hua Jili showed a smile. He had a very youthful face, fair and clean, and it was clear at a glance that he had never suffered anything.
"Come, drink tea. This tea was given by the emperor. It's very fragrant." Jimo Ziyan also smiled.
"Thank you, Your Highness." Hua Jili picked up the teacup and took a sip.
"Ji Li, have you and your sister been looking for the murderer with your father?" Mo Wushuang leaned to the side and asked slowly.
"No, it just started this year. Dad has always been alone before, but now that my sister and I have grown up, it's time to do something for dad." Hua Jili answered honestly.
"Who told you that pear blossom needles appeared in Dameng during heavy rain?" Mo Wushuang asked.
"Ah, I don't know about this. He is an old friend of my father's. My father didn't tell us. He said he was going to Dameng when he came back." Although Hua Jili is young and looks relatively small, she has a strict upbringing and a strong mind.
Very mature. He remembered everything Hua Linhai told him and his sister this time and did not dare to talk nonsense.
"Is your elder brother Gong Hua a member of the martial arts world?" Mo Wushuang asked casually.
"Yes, he is my father's savior, but he is very pitiful and has no relatives, so he has been with us." Hua Jili said with a sympathetic look.
"Is that so? His original name was Gong Hua? There are very few people with the surname Gong. When did your father know him?" Mo Wushuang raised her eyes to look at him.
"It's true that the surname Gong is rare. I don't know whether it's Gong Hua or not. He and my father have known each other for like three years." Hua Jili was anxious. Fortunately, Brother Gong Hua had already figured out these problems. It looks good.
There is something really wrong with this man.
Jimo Ziyan smiled and said: "Wushuang, why are you so interested in him?".
"Haha, that's not the case. It's quite strange to find him." Mo Wushuang smiled.
"Just because he's wearing a mask?" Jimo Ziyan raised his eyebrows, and Hua Jili looked at Mo Wushuang curiously.
Mo Wushuang laughed dumbly and said: "I just think this person has a very deep aura and must have very high martial arts skills. Why does he wear a mask? Ji Li, have you seen his face?"
"No, but my dad has seen it and said he has a long and big scar on his left side, and he is almost blind in his left eye. It's very scary." Hua Jili finished speaking and took a sip of tea.
"With such high martial arts skills and yet being disfigured, the opponent must be very strong." Mo Wushuang nodded.
"I heard that Brother Gonghua said that he was framed by a good friend, otherwise it wouldn't be so miserable. He has been sad for a long time and doesn't believe that his friend would betray him." Hua Jili also said this with hatred.
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"I hate this kind of people the most, they are despicable and shameless! They have no sex!" Jimo Ziyan also nodded in agreement.
Mo Wushuang looked at them both with a smile on his face, took a sip of tea and said, "Indeed, such a person is not worthy of being friends. Ji Li, do you know the name of his enemy?"
"He didn't say this. Maybe he's dead. He doesn't seem to be looking for it. Now he's completely helping my dad. He's a good man, but he doesn't talk much, but we all treat him as part of the family."
Reveal the color of worship.
"He is also a poor man." Jimo Ziyan sighed.
Hua Jili nodded in agreement, and Mo Wushuang also nodded, changing the topic and no longer talking about Gong Hua.
In Hua Yueling and Cao Qing'er's carriage, Hua Linhai felt awkward as soon as he got on the carriage. After all, it was a woman's carriage, and there was still a rouge smell in it. When Nangong Lieye sat happily opposite Hua Yueling, his face was hidden under the mask.
Her black eyes were shining brightly as she looked at Hua Yueling's pretty little face, thinking about last night's charm, her chest felt tight and her body felt hot.
"Um, Crown Princess, why do you want to find this old man?" Hua Linhai was still embarrassed.
"Master Huazhuang, do you know the leader of the martial arts alliance?" Hua Yueling glanced at Nangong Lieye and asked Hua Linhai with a smile.
"Martial Arts Leader Yao Batian?" Hua Linhai asked in surprise, "Why did Miss Hua mention him?"
"Is he okay?" Cao Qing'er asked hurriedly.
"Who is the Crown Princess?" Hua Linhai saw that something was wrong with Cao Qing'er.
"Is he okay?" Cao Qing'er's eyes were wet.
"Qing'er, don't get excited. Let me tell you, Master Huazhuang, the princess is actually Yao Batian's daughter." Hua Yueling took Cao Qing'er's hand and said.
"What!" Hua Linhai was startled, "Leader Yao has been looking for his little daughter Yao Qing. Could it be that she is the Crown Princess?"
Cao Qing'er suddenly straightened up and said with tears in her eyes: "My father, he, he is still looking for me?"
"Yes, the whole martial arts world is looking for you, niece, where have you been? Why don't you come out to meet your father, the leader of the alliance, he, he," Hua Linhai's old face became tangled.
"How is my father?" Cao Qing'er blinked, tears rolling down her cheeks.
"Niece, don't worry. Your father is fine. He just couldn't find you after two years of looking for you. He's getting old. Hey, parents in the world love you so much." Hua Linhai didn't feel the same. His eldest daughter was killed, but the murderer never stopped.
He couldn't find it, and he couldn't sleep peacefully all night. He felt sorry for his eldest daughter.
"Woo." When Cao Qing'er heard this, she couldn't help but choked up. Hua Yueling quickly hugged her to comfort her: "Qing'er, don't be too sad. Fortunately, nothing happened. Master Huazhuang, you scared Qing'er.
"Hua Yueling rolled her eyes at Hua Linhai angrily, and Nangong Lieye felt even more happy when he saw her agile appearance.
"I'm so sorry. I just met Alliance Leader Yao two months ago. I almost didn't recognize him." Hua Linhai was embarrassed.
"My dad, he, is he in good health now?" Cao Qing'er asked while crying.
"Don't worry, niece, your father is still very tough, but his beard has grown to his chest. He said he would not cut his beard until he found his niece, but he is only less than forty, and with this long beard, he looks like he is in his sixties or seventies.
." Hua Linhai told her what he saw.
Cao Qing'er felt so hurt. She didn't expect her father to be so insistent.
"Master, Qing'er had no choice but to inform her father." Hua Yueling explained.
"I see, how come it turned into a marriage and a marriage trip to Dameng?" Hua Linhai became curious. Seeing that Gong Hua remained silent, he quickly said: "Brother, you drink tea." He was afraid of neglecting him.
"I'm fine." Gong Hua said softly, his eyes looked at Hua Yueling, and Hua Yueling also looked at him, the two of them understood each other tacitly.