Dao took a few sips of tea, put down the tea cup, then looked at old Mrs. Xiahou and said, "Grandpa, it was because of meeting this friend of mine that I survived."
Mr. Xiahou originally spoke politely to Yun Jingchu and the others. After hearing this, his eyes suddenly filled with gratitude when he looked at Yun Jingchu, "Girl, I thank you for taking care of my grandson."
As he spoke, Mr. Xiahou stood up and bowed to Yun Jingchu. Yun Jingchu stood up quickly, stepped aside, and then said with a panic look on his face: "Old man, there is no need to be too polite. Brother Xuanyuan is extremely talented and does not rely on anyone's help."
It will be successful. My role will be minimal. Besides, Brother Xuanyuan has helped me a lot over the years, and I am really the one who says thank you."
Saying these modest words, Yun Jingchu was surprised in his heart. He didn't know how the old man Xiahou could tell that she was a woman. She even had her Adam's apple stuck. Moreover, after taking the voice-changing medicine, there should be no flaws at all.
That's right.
Although he was surprised, Yun Jingchu didn't want to ask.
"Okay, let's not thank each other anymore. Since we are friends, we should help each other. Mr. Xiahou, please sit down quickly." Wu Jiu stood up and bowed to Mr. Xiahou with a smile.
"Yes, Dad, please sit down first. Let's listen to Qi'er talk about his experiences over the years. I don't know how my sister is doing yet." Xia Houjing spoke a little urgently.
Listening to Xia Houjing talking about Xiahou Lan, Mr. Xiahou also had a look of urgency on his face. He sat down and looked at the knife.
Dao's eyes dimmed and he did not look into the expectant eyes of Mr. Xiahou. Seeing this, the hearts of the four Xiahou family father and son suddenly sank.
"...My mother passed away twenty years ago." Dao lowered his head and said in a hoarse voice.
As soon as he finished speaking, the room suddenly fell silent. The faces of the four Xiahou family members turned pale at the same time. The muscles on the face of Mr. Xiahou even trembled a few times due to shock.
Dao looked at his grandfather and three uncles a little apologetically. After so many years, in fact, for him, the pain of losing his mother had faded. However, he knew that his grandfather and three uncles were originally
I was full of expectations, but now I hear this bad news, it must be a huge blow to my heart.
How great is the hope, how great is the disappointment.
"I'm sorry, grandpa, and my three uncles, I've made you sad." Dao Na Na said.
"...No, no, this is none of your business." A sad smile appeared on Mr. Xiahou's pale face. He waved his hand towards the knife and said in a vicissitudes of voice, "I am a useless father and failed to protect myself.
Daughter. In fact, over the years, I have thought that if your mother is okay, she will definitely find a way to contact us. It is impossible that we will not receive any news from her. We just don’t give up and keep deceiving ourselves.
News is good news.”
"Yes, Qi'er, this is none of your business. Tell us, how have you lived all these years?" A sigh flashed across Xia Hohong's face, and then he said in a low voice.
"Yes." Dao responded and told what happened after he and his mother escaped from the palace. Of course, he briefly mentioned those unhappy things or didn't say them at all, and what happened in the dark night was