"Okay." Han Xuze handed out some antidote and handed it to Muyin. His expression became tired again, "Daddy has made you suffer too much."
"It's better now." Muyin arched his eyebrows and smiled.
"Yin'er can stay a few more days and stay with daddy."
"That's natural." Muyin stood up, stuffed the bottles and jars on her body, and looked into the ice pond. If possible, she really hoped that her mother would be resurrected...
After chatting for a while, Han Xuze sent Muyin back to rest.
When he reached the threshold, Han Xuze said again: "Yin'er, find a time to have a good communication with Yuan Hongxi."
"Yeah." Muyin nodded hesitantly. In fact, he didn't know whether he should talk to Yuan Hongxi or wait until all those things were done before telling Yuan Hongxi?
Smiling slightly, she said to Han Xuze, "Don't worry, dad, I will handle it myself. I will come with dad tomorrow, and I will go hang out with brother Muyan later."
"Okay." Han Xuze touched her head, "Go ahead."
Muyin nodded again, turned and left. The wind blew over and lifted her broken hair, making her heart feel slightly itchy, as if something was about to break out of the ground.
Yes, that is anger, that is ready to be violent.
After Muyin's figure walked away, Han Xuze turned around and went back to the house. He stood next to the ice pond and looked at it for a while, and then whispered into the house: "Come out."
As soon as he finished speaking, a slender man in a purple robe walked out of the house. Unfortunately, his beauty was flawed. There was a wound scratched by a stone on his formerly handsome face, which looked a bit shocking.
He smiled slightly and said with spring in his mouth: "Uncle Han has really good intentions."
"Not as good as General Yi." Han Xuze smiled slightly and said, "How long do you plan to stay?"
"Until we find Jiang Songyu." Yi Xiangming said with a stern expression.
"Yin'er is Jiang Songyu."
"But her appearance is not Jiang Songyu, her heart is not Jiang Songyu, and she will never change back to Jiang Songyu." Yi Xiangming clenched his fists, "Uncle Han, I will always find the whereabouts of Jiang Songyu's body."
"Yuan Hongxi is also looking for her."
"I must be faster than him. He couldn't have imagined that the corpse found was the doctor I killed before." Yi Xiangming smiled bitterly, "Uncle Han's plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain is really clever. He asked Yuan Hongxi to kill me first, and then sent people to
Meet me at the bottom of the waterfall..."
"What's even more clever is to use my hand to prevent Muyin from being resentful and to allow her to recover all her previous memories."
"Thank you so much." Han Xuze smiled shrewdly.
"I can't compare to you." He shook his head, walked to the ice pond, looked at the people inside, and said, "I thought you would kill Muyin and resurrect her mother."
"That's all in the past..." Han Xuze's eyes flashed with sadness, "That's right. I knew Jiang Songyu was Han Queluo early on. Seeing that he had been a general for so long, I looked at him.
He was becoming arrogant day by day, but I didn't even try to stop him, and even let that person kill him."
"Because I am waiting, waiting for Jiang Songyu to die so that my Shi'er can be resurrected."
"I'm still so naive..." Tears flashed in Han Xuze's eyes, "After seeing so much family affection, I thought I was numb, but when Jiang Songyu was reborn as Muyin, he became her
, but I watched helplessly as Shi'er didn't make any movement."
"But there is no hatred in my heart. In fact, he became Muyin, so why is it bad?" Han Xuze laughed again, "Shao'an is right, people cannot be resurrected after death. If it goes against Shi'er's original intention, I will
Father, it’s better to die. It’s not Queluo who deserves death, but me.”
