Chapter 4 You Are Not My Father
Aside from Wenren Qingran, the arrival of the two women made Shi Yanwen and the Tibetan Mirror Man stunned for a moment. Especially the person who was about to kill the mirror collector in the Beauty Pavilion, he suddenly had a dilemma - taking someone to teach the female tyrant a lesson, unless Shi Yanwen cooperated, it would be difficult to hide it from Yi Wuxin.
"Wuxin, why did you come here?"
"Ah, I heard Sister Qingran say that the mirror collector is my father, so I came to confirm."
Hearing this, her complexion changed slightly, and Shi Yanwen realized that after hearing that Qingran and Qiao Rulai broke up unhappily, she had forgotten to ask the girl to be entrusted to keep her identity strictly secret.
However, truth exposure also has the benefit of truth exposure. Glancing at the mirror collector with deep eyebrows, Shi Yanwen simply admitted: "Since you know everything, it is inconvenient for me to continue to hide it." Yes, the Mirror Collector is your father and my brother. ”
"Hmph, you and I have nothing to do with each other except blood."
Although he no longer scornfully calls "Shi Gouzi", it is still impossible for the people who hide the mirror to let go of their knots. Seeing that Shi Yanwen admitted directly, how could the person who hid the mirror guess that the other party wanted Yi Wuxin to delay his steps, but he also waved helplessly: "Wuxin, you come here." ”
"Ah......h
The footsteps seemed to be slow and slow, full of hesitation. The eagerness surging in my heart is timidity at this moment.
However, the moment the big and small palms touch, the warmth of the flowing veins witnesses the reality of the reunion. Looking forward to the realization of his wish for many years, Yi Wuxin suddenly looked up as if he was still in a dream, raised his head and said, "You, you...... Is it really my father? ”
"I ......"
Rejection is meaningless; Denial, only harm. The person who hid the mirror hesitated for a moment, and did not choose to escape the reality he should have faced, and struggled to bow his head.
"Yes, I am your father."
Unspeakable hope, loss, longing, and grievance are intertwined into a chaotic and disorderly emotion. The next words are all words that have been buried in my heart for many years. No matter how deep the misunderstanding is, no matter how much incomprehension there is, it will all disappear before the blood bond that is difficult to cut off.
"I am already a father, how can I let you be blamed for me, how can I let you bear my sins for me? Even if I can only protect in secret, even if I can't accompany you, as long as I know that you are living happily, I will have no regrets. ”
"Daddy ......"
“…… Woo...... I also...... Miss Daddy......"
A father will dispel the estrangement and the ice. The relative embrace evokes a kinship that is not a person. Seeing that the father and daughter of the Tibetan mirror man recognized each other, Qingran felt aggrieved as soon as she was happy, and with red eyes, she put her arm around the shoulder of the ghost slave, leaned her head over and sobbed softly.
Without the company of familiar people, Wen Qingran, who is alone outside, is still used to staying calm. At this moment, the little girl touched the scene, and there was a channel to vent, and she immediately lay in the arms of the ghost slave and cried so much, so that the ghost slave could not enter or let it.
And in addition to the father and daughter of the mirror and the Wenren Qingran, Shi Yanwen, who was left aside, couldn't help but feel a little sad. It wasn't until half an hour later that everything was back on track.
"The reunion of the two fathers and daughters is really gratifying. But ......"
Waiting for the father and daughter to separate, Shi Yanwen said with a straight face: "Hidden mirror man, you can't go to Miaojiang to find a female tyrant with no intention, otherwise wouldn't you fall into the net?" ”
The culprit of all evils has made countless enemies, and as the biological daughter of the person who hides the mirror, it is easy to be deliberately targeted by someone who cares. And because of this, the mirror collector did not rush to recognize her, so as not to fall into danger. It's a pity that the actions of the female tyrant still disappointed the people in the mirror after all.
Let go of Yi Wuxin, the tone of the mirror collector returned to solemnity, looked at Shi Yanwen and said: "You take Wuxin back to Zhengqi Villa to take care of her, this seat owes you a favor." ”
"Even if you don't make such a request, as an unintentional uncle, I can't abandon her. But what about you? ”
"Save useless counsel. I have done nothing evil in my life, what kind of attitude will the people of the Central Plains have towards me, do you still need me to remind you? ”
The cold voice blocked Shi Yanwen's words, and the Hidden Mirror Man choked unceremoniously: "Can you convince Miao Jiang to stop, or can you stop the Central Plains from taking revenge?" ”
"You and I go back to the Zhengqi Villa, there is always a way for everyone to accept you."
"There's no need. The Central Plains and Miao Jiang can't accommodate the people who hide the mirror, so let this world learn to accept the people who hide the mirror! What's more, I am as stable as Mount Tai in Huanzhu Tower, who dares to come to this seat to be presumptuous?! ”
"Well, you still insist on it?"
"The female tyrant must pay for her actions!"
Shi Yanwen sighed and said, "Luo Bi, this will exacerbate the conflict between you and King Miao. ”
"Miao Wang...... I have no intention of being an enemy of him, but I am not a mermaid. Female tyrants must be taught a lesson that will never be forgotten. And I also want Miao Jiang to understand that even if he breaks away from Miao Jiang, the god of war will always be the god of war! ”
"What are you going to do?"
In order to persuade the Tibetan mirror people, Shi Yanwen calmly analyzed: "The skill is like you and me, and it is difficult to go deep into Miao Jiang silently. If the risk is too great, can you bear to let the unintentional worry be afraid? ”
"This ......"
"It's easy, I'll just sneak in."
Relieving himself from the double grief, Wen Ren Qingran, who stopped crying, clenched her fist hard, and said with red eyes: "The female tyrant is too hateful, I'll help Sister Shi arrest her." ”
“……”
Originally, he was almost able to convince the mirror collector, and he didn't want to be cut off halfway, Shi Yanwen had mixed feelings in his heart at the moment, and he wanted to persuade him again, but he didn't want to prevent the mirror collector from moving.
"Wait!"
Sure enough, seeing that Wenren Qingran was about to leave, the mirror collector suddenly shouted loudly, and a golden treasure mirror appeared behind him, and said: "This is a personal grievance of this seat, and you don't have to take the blame for me." You leave a clue with the hidden treasure mirror, and then you will put the blame on me. ”
"Ah, okay. Then you have a cup of tea first, and I'll be back in a moment. ”
Some curiously, he walked to the hidden treasure mirror and observed, and then he pressed the mirror with his hand and flew away.
Shi Yanwen didn't have time to speak, so she shook her head helplessly, and then focused her eyes on the ghost slave, and asked in a condensed voice: "Yanwen is presumptuous, I don't know where you came from, girl?" ”
"Far away."
"Do I know you well?"
The appearance is so similar, denial only adds to suspicion. The ghost slave pondered for a moment, nodded lightly and said, "My mother has a slight relationship with Shi Junzi, maybe you and I have met once." ”
"Hmm...... Is Ling Tang really her? ”
The ghost slave looked free and easy, and said calmly: "Well, it's her in your mouth, or it may not be her." ”
"Is she okay?"
Subtle words, in exchange for a deep misunderstanding. Shi Yanwen's heart was surging and her eyes were burning, but she pretended to be calm, but it was difficult to hide her inner turmoil.
Everyone has a heart for gossip.
The mirror collector and Yi Wuxin, who were standing on the side, also began to pay attention to the changes between the scenes at this moment, and naturally noticed the god-like conversation between the two; I can't help but feel a little curious about the ghost slave's next answer.
Unexpectedly, the ghost slave's next reply was like a blow to the head, knocking on everyone's heads, and Lei remained in place for a long time.
"Father, he is very good to his mother, thank you for your concern."