How many past events in the world have become a bygone mist in the melancholy laughter of Zhaixingzhang.
Liu Yunxiu stood there, staring at Huo Yutong.
After a while, he slowly spoke and said:
"It turns out that the rumors in the world are all true. Huo Yutong, a strange woman from a thousand families and a thousand-handed jade fox, suddenly retired from the world and actually married Mero. Lao Zhang, am I right?"
Reaching for the Stars Zhang sighed and held the playing cards in his hand.
He did not answer Liu Yunxiu's words, but looked at Huo Yutong with pity.
Huo Yutong ignored Liu Yunxiu and looked at the ancestral hall again.
After a while, he muttered to himself:
"On the road of clouds and mist, a hundred years of travel in the world. It was here that my deceased husband, Mr. Mei, and I met for the first time. At that time, I only lamented that there were few heroes in the world, but I never expected that I would marry a hero one day. It's just a pity.
The rivers and lakes are turbulent, and the land of Yunnan has turned into a tomb of heroes..."
Huo Yutong's few words made most people dumbfounded.
A strange woman from the world, a legend from thousands of families.
The two had a secret marriage in Yundian, but their lives and deaths took different paths because of Yundian.
How could all this not make people feel emotional?
And Mr. Wu once told me that although he was with Mello, he never knew who Mello's wife was.
It seems that Huo Yutong has retired from the world after the two got together.
I stood there expressionless, but my heart was in turmoil.
In my impression, my mother has always been a vague shadow.
I don't even have any memories of her.
With Huo Yutong in front of me, I couldn't connect her with the image of my mother.
As soon as Huo Yutong finished speaking, Sui Jiangwan in front of the stage suddenly sneered.
Her beautiful face was full of disdain.
"A strange woman? Huo Yutong, you can really put yourself in a good position. Who doesn't know that you are just a vixen mistress who takes advantage of others' danger and throws herself into his arms!"
"Yeah?"
Huo Yutong is as calm as water and as gentle as spring.
There is a strong contrast with Sui Jiangwan, who is full of violence.
"Am I wrong? In terms of appearance, I am better than you. In terms of temperament, I am better than you. In terms of time, I met Merlot before you. We have already been secretly in love, and you took advantage of me when I wasn't with him.
At that time, he relied on you. One night, you threatened to get pregnant. Otherwise, how could he fall in love with you, a vixen? How could he be ruined? All this is because of you! "
Sui Jiangwan's voice became higher and higher, and the last few words were almost screamed.
And her whole person was in a state of complete loss of composure.
Her long hair also flew everywhere with the mountain wind.
As soon as she finished speaking, Qu Fengmei, who was standing not far away, sneered.
"The saddest thing in the world is when someone is ugly and doesn't realize it. Sui Jiangwan, after so many years, your life has become more and more like a joke!"
Master Hong who was listening to the side could not help but whispered to me:
"I found out that my mother is more sarcastic than me..."
Seeing that I didn't respond, he immediately said:
"Xiao Liuye, if you are Me Luo's son, then Huo Yutong is your mother. She and my mother seem to have known each other for a long time, and they should have a good relationship. So don't we count as family friends?"
I looked at Huo Yutong silently without saying a word.
Now I am also in chaos.
I remember thinking the same thing when I first met Huo Yutong.
But the feeling she gave me was so perfect, so perfect that I didn't even deserve to be her son.
Huo Yutong didn't care about Sui Jiangwan's words at all. She just shook her head slightly, sighed and said:
"Floating obsessions, sorrows and joys are in vain. Master Sui, your obsession is so deep that you can't tell which is real and which is your imagination. My husband has passed away many years ago, and I don't want to see you again.
I am entangled in these mortal past events. But you are entangled with me everywhere, so today you and I will make an end..."
Huo Yutong's tone was calm, but Sui Jiangwan was extremely excited.
"Okay, how about you tell me how to end it?"
Huo Yutong raised her hand, and the person behind her handed her a scroll.
She gently opened the scroll and said:
"I heard that you have always regarded yourself as my late husband's confidante, and you have shown others the calligraphy and painting he wrote to you many times. Coincidentally, I also have one in my hand. You can take a look..."
The moment the scroll was opened, Sui Jiangwan's body couldn't help but tremble.
But the other few people looked like they suddenly realized it.
I stood aside and could see clearly.
The poem mentioned above is exactly the same as Sui Jiangwan's, and it says:
"For more than forty years, I have been on the road of rivers and lakes, and my wisdom has been misled by my wisdom. The clouds and rain are rising from Yunnan, and I have won and lost in every possible way."
The difference is that the following inscription reads: "In the autumn of the year Bingyin, Merlot was written before setting off to Yunnan, and was given to my wife Huo Yutong. Heaven and earth have different roads, thousands of miles away. Only a small poem expresses my heart. I hope for my beloved wife.
Cherish! Cherish! Cherish again!”.
What's more, the scroll Huo Yutong took had several personal seals stamped on it.
This scene made everyone more curious.
Why did two extremely similar scrolls suddenly appear?
Mr. Hong looked at it with great interest. He whispered to me:
"Xiao Liuye, I didn't expect that your father is also of the same kind. This method of picking up girls is so powerful. You can change a few words in a painting or a poem and give it to different people. This is a clever trick..."