Outside the house, the mountains in the distance are like dark green, and the green clothes in early spring are lush and freehand.
Yu Buhuan was stunned, why did he come to his room?
Xuanyuan Mu stood in her room, the sunlight streaming in from the window, and his whole body merged into the golden sunlight, glowing with a mysterious and warm glow.
At this moment, all the light was eclipsed.
Yu Buhuan hesitated for a moment, but still reached out to take it. She lowered her head and smelled it. It was indeed a hangover soup. Why did Xuanyuan Mu suddenly become so considerate?
Could it be the master? That's all I can think of.
He raised his neck and drank the sobering soup. When he was done, Yu Buhuan showed him the empty bowl.
Seeing that she had finished drinking, Xuanyuan Mu asked, "Do you feel uncomfortable after being drunk last night?"
Yu Buhuan stared at the man in front of him in confusion: "Are you talking to me?"
I learned all the truth from the master yesterday.
Xuanyuan Mu felt extremely regretful. If he had known that she was Huan'er earlier, or if he had known that Yan Xin'er was Huan'er five years ago, the murderous confrontation in the previous days would not have happened.
Seeing her guarding against him like a frightened little animal, Xuanyuan Mu's heart felt like a knife.
But who can blame this?
Xuanyuan Mu sighed and said with deep frustration: "Who else is here besides you?"
Yu Buhuan continued to be stunned.
She could not imagine that this aloof and cold man would one day talk to her in a helpless tone.
But what’s even more unexpected is yet to come.
After breakfast, the servant asked them to repair the house before they could leave. Xuanyuan Mu actually asked him to repair the house alone, and she only had to play with the dumplings.
The sound of Xuanyuan Mu banging on the wooden board was heard all afternoon. She and Dumpling lay comfortably on the recliner under the ivy and watched.
On this day, the sunshine seemed to become more colorful.
Dumpling put his chin on her shoulder and asked in a sweet voice: "Father said that the house is repaired and he is leaving. Will you come home with us?"
Yu Buhuan said without hesitation: "Follow."
She made a contract with Xuanyuan Mu, and as long as she stayed with Dumpling for two years, she would tell her who her biological father was.
After being an orphan for so long, who doesn’t want to know who their biological parents are?
The dumplings were so happy that they rubbed Yu Buhuan's cheek like a cat.
Yu Buhuan touched Dumpling's smooth little face lovingly, with mixed feelings in his heart.
She felt that she was a liar, and while she was being condemned by her conscience, she was enjoying her dependence on dumplings with peace of mind.
This child always treats her as his own mother. If one day he discovers that he is a fake... Yu Buhuan doesn't dare to think too much.
At noon, she ran alone to the peach forest in the back mountain. There was a century-old peach tree there with a thick and strong trunk. It was the best place to enjoy the cool air in summer.
Yu Buhuan lay on his back, his black hair hanging down in mid-air along the trunk of the tree.
This is her favorite place.
"Climb so high again?" Suddenly the voice of the servant came from behind.
Yu Buhuan quickly sat up and looked at the immortal master. Why is this old man here?
The servant stood on tiptoe and flew to Yu Buhuan's side. The wind blew his robes, making the old man look very elegant.
Yu Buhuan clapped his hands subconsciously: "What a light kung fu."
The master servant glared at her with an angry look: "Why don't you have lunch?"
"I don't want to go." I don't know why, but I don't seem to have any appetite today.
