When the Huan royal family heard that someone in the family was destined to be immortal, they were extremely hopeful that the lucky one would be themselves. Especially when they heard that the person with the affinity was actually recommended to join the Yuheng Sect, the descendants of the royal family almost wanted to hug a certain little fairy.
Thigh begged her to give him that chance.
When a certain little fairy looked over, all the descendants of the Huan family, regardless of age or sex, straightened their backs instantly, wishing they could grow a few feet taller and become the most eye-catching one, so that they could enter the little fairy's eyes.
When Emperor Huanzhu heard that one of the descendants of the Huan family was destined to be immortal, he was very excited in his heart. He also admired his behavior of persevering in pursuing the question. Fortunately, he spared his face, so he won a person for the descendants of the Huan family.
The opportunity to join the top immortal sect.
Even if only one person can become a disciple of one of the five major sects, the Immortal Sect, it is a great opportunity for the Jin Yao Empire.
The little fairy looked at the descendants of the royal family, and Emperor Huanzhu's smile became more sincere: "The little fairy only needs to point out where the person who is destined to be immortal is sitting, and the servant alone will bring it to the little fairy for questioning."
Looking at the music of the royal family, he gave the emperor a toothy smile: "Several princes and grandsons in the Huan family are of the same age and wear similar clothes. In order not to get confused, I'd better find the person in person. I also have to first
Ask him what he means personally. If he is unwilling to stay away from his loved ones, please ask Emperor Huan not to criticize him harshly."
"Thank you, little fairy, for coming." Emperor Huanzhu made a gesture of invitation. He was always surprised in his heart. Did the little fairy have some misunderstanding? How can the resources of the Jin Yao Empire be compared with the Xian Sect? If he can worship the Yu Heng Sect
, if you don’t get what you want, who wouldn’t want to leave home?
Le Yun just wanted to have a banquet, but the host insisted on dragging her into doing something. The group of immortal cultivators also wanted to give her a status. It was hard to refuse the hospitality, but she didn't mind cooperating. She stood up slowly and said to the Huan family
Go to the seats where the royal family members sit.
Although it is said to be walking, it is actually flying close to the ground. One step is more than ten feet away.
Everyone is staring at a certain little fairy. She is wearing a brown skirt and a silk jacket. Her skirts are fluttering as she walks. She has a graceful figure and a manly hairstyle. She is very contradictory, but also very attractive. Just her back can tell.
Fascinating.
The members of the royal family watched the graceful little fairy slowly approaching. Their limbs were so nervous that they did not even dare to express their anger. Their eyes were particularly eager.
Li Yangzi and everyone remained calm as usual, waiting leisurely for the little fairy to pick out someone.
The courtiers of the Jin Yao Empire were very disappointed and watched helplessly as a certain little fairy went to the Huan family.
Emperor Huan is a monk, and not all of his queens are from cultivating families. There have been four queens, and the current one is the fourth queen. She is over sixty years old. Because she is also a cultivator, she looks like she is in her forties.
Empress Huan, her concubines, princes, princesses, and members of the Huan family sat on the left side of the emperor's seat. She was close to the emperor, and her eyes were fixed on a certain little fairy, hoping that she would choose the children or grandchildren she would give birth to.
Emperor Huanzhu thought that the little fairy was interested in someone higher up in the Huan royal family. After all, those people were smarter and relatively better.
However, destined to disappoint Emperor Jin Yao, the Queen and those sitting in the front seats, the little fairy walked along the passage between the seats and crossed the first row, the second row, the third row...
Every time she walked through a row, the luster in the eyes of the men and women disappeared, they lowered their eyes sadly, turned to look at the graceful and unparalleled figures and walked backwards.
The petite little fairy floated through hundreds of people and arrived at the last corner, stopping in front of a thin boy. The boy was very slender, with a somewhat pale face, dull lips, and lackluster hair.
, one can tell at a glance that he is not in good health.
The little boy sat in the corner, half a head shorter than the boys who also sat in the last row. He was wearing clothes cut from Jin Dalu's most famous Tianshang Brocade fabric. The clothes were too small and a bit tight on him, and the material was not new.
It looks like someone's old clothes.
The little boy combed his hair without any ornaments, but it was neatly done. He sat cross-legged, with a very straight waist, and put his hands on his knees. His little hands were not too fleshy.
Seeing the little fairy who was attracting so much attention walking towards him, the boy was stunned and his eyes widened.
Not to mention the little boy who was stunned, the Huan royal family and ministers were also stunned. They couldn't believe their eyes. Emperor Huanzhu looked at the queen: "Who is that?"
Empress Huan's graceful and luxurious face was a bit stiff: "Emperor, I have no impression of this. I don't know which emperor's uncle's child it is."
The concubines also looked confused, unable to remember the person in the harem.
Several disciples of the Immortal Sect discovered who the little fairy said was destined to be an immortal, and they were also secretly surprised. The child was obviously born with deficiencies, and his bones were probably not very good either.
Leyun knelt down in front of the unpopular boy and touched the boy's head: "Can you tell sister your name?"
The boy whose head was touched looked at the pretty little fairy squatting in front of him and smiling at him. His straight waist almost collapsed, his lips trembled slightly, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito's hum: "Sister...sister, my name is
Huan forgets fate, forgets, the first word in the word "heart" is the forgetfulness of destruction, the fate of fate."
The little boy named him, and the emperor, queen, concubines, and favored princes and princesses still didn't remember who he was.
Leyun ignored others and continued to ask: "How old is Wangyuan this year?"
"I turned eight in March."
"Where is your mother sitting?"
Huan Wangyuan lowered his head: "My mother... died of illness three years ago."
Le Yun was silent for a moment, then stretched out her hand to rub the little boy's head: "I'm sorry, sister didn't know that she mentioned your sadness. Where is your father?"
"It's okay," Huan Wangyuan quickly looked up at the beautiful fairy sister, then lowered his head: "My father died when I was three years old."
He spoke faster, with faint signs of breathlessness.
Le Yun was dumbfounded. This is a child who lost his mother and father. He was silent and then asked, "Are you willing to leave home and become an immortal?"
"I do!" Huan Wangyuan shouted three words forcefully, with an abnormal red flush appearing on his face.
"Being an immortal is very hard and boring. You have to do the same thing every day. There is no one to play with, you have no beautiful clothes to wear, and you sleep alone at night. Are you willing to go?"
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Yes." Huan Wangyuan answered decisively, looking at the beautiful fairy sister nervously: "I don't wear beautiful clothes, and I don't need anyone to play with me. I'm not afraid of the dark.
I don’t eat much, I can sweep the floor, do laundry and cook.”
There was a spark of light hidden in the little boy's eyes. Le Yun took one of the little boy's hands and stood up: "Let's go with my sister."
Huan Wangyuan got up, her calves were shaking, and she held her beautiful sister's hand tightly, dragging her stiff and shaking legs, and walked step by step.
Walking to the second to last row, Le Yun noticed that the little boy paused and looked at him. He turned to look at a woman in the corner of the second to last row, with nostalgia in his eyes.
She understood and let go: "If you want to say goodbye to the people you know, go ahead and I'll wait for you."
"...Okay." Huan Wangyuan wanted to leave, but was reluctant to let go of the beautiful sister's hand. He hesitated for a moment and made sure that the beautiful fairy sister would wait for him, then he opened his legs and walked aside.
He started walking very slowly, took a few steps, looked back and glanced a few times, then started to jog, passing a dozen men and women, running until he was out of breath, and stopped only in front of a woman who was also wearing a palace dress made of heavenly brocade fabrics.
The woman was in her forties, with delicate features, and her palace clothes were 80% new. She wore a bun with only a few hairpins on her head. Compared with the palace concubines in the first few rows who were surrounded by flowers, she was very plain and must have had a very low status.
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The woman clutched the handkerchief and covered her mouth with tears in her eyes. When she saw the little boy running towards her, tears welled up in her eyes.
Huan Wangyuan knelt down with a plop and kowtowed to the ground: "Hua Mufei, I'm leaving. Please take care. I will definitely come back to see you."
Hua covered her mouth tightly to prevent herself from crying, and she couldn't speak. Her tears were like broken beads, dripping and falling.
Huan Wangyuan kowtowed three times and looked up to see the painted mother and concubine crying in tears and her eyes were red.
Hua covered her mouth with a handkerchief, and reluctantly stretched out her other hand to help Huan Wangyuan, but she couldn't find the strength to do so.
Huan Wangyuan hugged Concubine Hua's hand and her nose turned red.
Looking at the scene of deep love between mother and son, Le Yun flew over and touched the head of the boy who was reluctant to let go: "Wang Yuan, remember, today's separation is for a better reunion in the future, you worship the Yuheng Sect
Door, work hard on your own, and build the foundation as soon as possible so that you can come back to visit relatives as soon as possible."
"I understand, Sister Fairy, after my mother died, it was the Painting Mother and Concubine who took care of me. Without the Painting Mother and Concubine, I might have died of illness. I had to be reluctant to paint the Mother and Concubine." Huan Wangyuan choked and nodded, letting go of the painting.
Concubine Hua stood up slowly with her hands on her hands: "Concubine Hua, don't worry about me, I will be fine."
Mrs. Hua cried, nodded, and bowed down to the little fairy.
Le Yun stepped aside to one side without being greeted by others. When she saw the woman raised her head, she took out ten spiritual stones and a bottle of elixirs and put them on the table in front of her: "I give these to you. The elixirs are for nourishment."
For the purpose of qi and blood, take one pill every three days. If anyone dares to snatch it, I will return to Jinyao one day, or when I return from forgetting my destiny, I will seek justice for you."
Hua looked at the extra things on the table and tears fell from his eyes as if they were moneyless. He put the things into his sleeves with trembling hands and leaned over to say thanks again.
Le Yun gently flicked her sleeves, lifted the woman up, and led Huan Wangyuan towards the east guest seat.
Huan Wangyuan grabbed the hand of the beautiful fairy sister, walked more and more steadily, straightened her waist, walked out of the seat of the royal family members, walked into the hall, let go of the fairy sister's hand, and knelt down in front of the emperor to say goodbye.
: "My grandson bids farewell to the Imperial Grandfather and the Imperial Grandmother. The Imperial Grandfather and the Imperial Grandmother take care!"
Emperor Huanzhu could not remember whether Huan Wangyuan was his son, grandson or great-grandson at first. Only then did he know that he was his grandson. However, he still could not remember which son he was the son of.
Several of his children died young, and a few of them survived, and they were probably the sons of one of the sons who died young.
The person was picked out by the little fairy. Emperor Huan didn't know what to say, so he nodded lightly: "Well, go ahead, don't lose the face of the descendants of the royal family."
