When a gentle woman takes off the mask on her face, everyone will find that under the mask is the same beautiful face, but it is no longer that gentle woman.
Yan Hui looked at his daughter and felt something was wrong. Since he came back, he had never asked her what she had done in the past five years. As a father, it was not easy for him to remain silent for so long.
Now, when she heard that the emperor was going to deal with Xuanyuan Mu, she was more active than anyone else. Is it a coincidence?
"Bu Huan, tell dad honestly what exactly is the issue between you and Xuanyuan Mu?"
Yan Que wisely closed the door and went out.
Yan Buhuan stared at his silhouette under the lamp shadow.
A holiday? What holiday does she have with Xuanyuan Mu?
For those who have loved, betrayed, and hurt, this is not considered a holiday.
She is a person who has died twice. They all say that surviving a catastrophe will bring blessings. At present, she doesn't know whether she will be blessed or not. She only knows that if she continues like this, she will not be far away from death.
In the past, death might have been nothing to her. After being with Master Taipu for a long time, she had lost sight of everything. Life and death only lasted a moment, but not now.
She has a family, a son...and a master. How can she let go of so many concerns so easily?
If you want to live, you have to find a way to survive.
Therefore, she must not let herself fall into the same pit three times.
Close your eyes and tell yourself it's okay.
It can be done without mercy.
"Father, do you know whose child Dumpling is?" She decided to tell him frankly.
Yan Hui was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Don't say it's your child."
Yan Buhuan nodded: "Congratulations, you guessed it right."
Looking at Yan Hui's stiff expression, she laughed at herself: "Don't say you don't believe it, I don't believe it myself either."
Yan Zheng looked shocked and listened quietly to her words.
"When you sent me to Penglai Mountain, Xuanyuan Mu and I were from the same sect."
"My father knows this." Yan Hui stepped forward and touched her head, and then said, "Sit down next to my father and talk."
After sitting down obediently, Yan Buhuan slowly opened the shackles of her memory. Facing the dancing candlelight, she said softly: "When I was fourteen years old, I had a secret love affair with Xuanyuan Mu, but I found that he
They were two completely opposite people during the day and at night, but later I realized that they were actually two people."
After saying this, Yan Buhuan laughed, laughing at himself for being so stupid. With such a huge contrast, he didn't even doubt it back then.
"Then Xuanyuan Mu killed me that night. When I woke up, the master had already washed away my memory with potion. He wanted me to forget this unbearable and sad past. After that, I came back to you.
On my wedding night, I was kidnapped and sent to a place called Tianji Palace."
Yan Hui's breathing tightened slightly, and various emotions surged on his calm face.
"Afterwards, Xuanyuan Mu and I fell into a cliff. The person I got along with the most under the cliff was Xuanyuan Mu at night..."
"Are you in love with him?" Yan Hui interrupted and asked.
Regarding this, Yan Buhuan confessed.
He nodded and said, "Yes, I fell in love with Xuanyuan Mu who always had a bad smile on his face."
Yan Hui fell silent.
In fact, it doesn't matter who your daughter likes, as long as she is happy.
"What happened next?" Yan Hui couldn't wait to know the result.
"Later...he never liked me at all and took me away just to give him descendants so that he could practice magic smoothly." When a gentle woman takes off the mask on her face, everyone will find that under the mask is
The same pretty face, but no longer the gentle woman.
Yan Hui looked at his daughter and felt something was wrong. Since he came back, he had never asked her what she had done in the past five years. As a father, it was not easy for him to remain silent for so long.
Now, when she heard that the emperor was going to deal with Xuanyuan Mu, she was more active than anyone else. Is it a coincidence?
"Bu Huan, tell dad honestly what exactly is the issue between you and Xuanyuan Mu?"
Yan Que wisely closed the door and went out.
Yan Buhuan stared at his silhouette under the lamp shadow.
A holiday? What holiday does she have with Xuanyuan Mu?
For those who have loved, betrayed, and hurt, this is not considered a holiday.
She is a person who has died twice. They all say that surviving a catastrophe will bring blessings. At present, she doesn't know whether she will be blessed or not. She only knows that if she continues like this, she will not be far away from death.
In the past, death might have been nothing to her. After being with Master Taipu for a long time, she had lost sight of everything. Life and death only lasted a moment, but not now.
She has a family, a son...and a master. How can she let go of so many concerns so easily?
If you want to live, you have to find a way to survive.
Therefore, she must not let herself fall into the same pit three times.
Close your eyes and tell yourself it's okay.
It can be done without mercy.
"Father, do you know whose child Dumpling is?" She decided to tell him frankly.
Yan Hui was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Don't say it's your child."
Yan Buhuan nodded: "Congratulations, you guessed it right."
Looking at Yan Hui's stiff expression, she laughed at herself: "Don't say you don't believe it, I don't believe it myself either."
Yan Zheng looked shocked and listened quietly to her words.
"When you sent me to Penglai Mountain, Xuanyuan Mu and I were from the same sect."
"My father knows this." Yan Hui stepped forward and touched her head, and then said, "Sit down next to my father and talk."
After sitting down obediently, Yan Buhuan slowly opened the shackles of her memory. Facing the dancing candlelight, she said softly: "When I was fourteen years old, I had a secret love affair with Xuanyuan Mu, but I found that he
They were two completely opposite people during the day and at night, but later I realized that they were actually two people."
After saying this, Yan Buhuan laughed, laughing at himself for being so stupid. With such a huge contrast, he didn't even doubt it back then.
"Then Xuanyuan Mu killed me that night. When I woke up, the master had already washed away my memory with potion. He wanted me to forget this unbearable and sad past. After that, I came back to you.
On my wedding night, I was kidnapped and sent to a place called Tianji Palace."
Yan Hui's breathing tightened slightly, and various emotions surged on his calm face.
"Afterwards, Xuanyuan Mu and I fell into a cliff. The person I got along with the most under the cliff was Xuanyuan Mu at night..."
"Are you in love with him?" Yan Hui interrupted and asked.
Regarding this, Yan Buhuan confessed.
He nodded and said, "Yes, I fell in love with Xuanyuan Mu who always had a bad smile on his face."
Yan Hui fell silent.
In fact, it doesn't matter who your daughter likes, as long as she is happy.
"What happened next?" Yan Hui couldn't wait to know the result.
"Later... he didn't like me at all, so he took me away just to give him descendants so that he could practice magical skills smoothly."
