Chapter 28, the more smeared the blacker
After accompanying Qionghua around the temple, Xu Er hurried over and caught up with Qionghua and Wuhua. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "Niangniang, it's not early, it's time to eat." β
Qionghua stopped and nodded, looking a little absent-minded. "What about you?"
Wuhua looked at the sky and said with a smile. "I haven't been to Jinyun Mountain for a long time, I still want to look around and see the scenery, if Sister Qiong is tired, let's go back first."
"In this way, this palace will go first."
Seeing the back of Qionghua leaving, Wuhua was thoughtful.
"Childe, where are we going now?" Lu Huan followed behind Wuhua with a smile and looked around. "This is the way to the back mountain."
"Yes." Wuhua nodded, she was just begging for quiet. "Let's go shopping."
"There is a peach blossom forest in the back mountain, does Childe want to go there?" Midori rolled around his eyes and proposed.
Wuhua turned around and glanced at Lu Huan, and found that her eyes were full of excitement, and she seemed to be looking forward to it, she couldn't bear to refuse, so she nodded slightly. "In that case, go there."
Midori grinned and spun around, leading the way. "Childe, go this way."
After passing through the Buddhist hall and turning a corner, there are relatively few people in the backyard. Sweeping over at a glance, almost all of them were well-groomed famous ladies dressed in red and willow green, seeing Wuhua coming from the front, they lowered their heads shyly, and occasionally a few were bold and looked up at her from time to time.
Over here? It's the back hall where women rest, right? Wuhua looked at the green circle who was leading the way, his brows moved slightly, and his face showed helplessness.
In such a scene, no matter how thick the green nerves were, she found that it was unusual, she turned her head and looked at Wuhua a little dazed. She just knew that it was faster to walk here, and she didn't think that there would be such a young lady resting here.
"Childe...."Seeing that Lu Huan was a little at a loss, Wuhua spoke softly. It's okay, let's go back. β
"Eun." Lu Huan nodded hurriedly, and then Wuhua wanted to turn around.
Wuhua took a step back, and then hit his head head-on.
The crisp children's voices are particularly obvious in this silent courtyard. "Daddy."
The sudden appearance of a man in Wuhua here is enough to attract people's attention, but now there is such a male doll grabbing Wuhua and calling him Daddy.
Most of the people in this courtyard are official ladies. Among them, there are people who know Wuhua by themselves, and now they look at this famous young talent, who is actually being grabbed by a child and called Daddy, and they all move their curious eyes.
The little boy is about eight or nine years old, white and tender, his eyebrows and eyes are very cute, his height is only to Wuhua's legs, as if he was afraid that Wuhua would get rid of him, he tried to hold her bare feet, and he was looking up at Wuhua hard.
"Who are you calling?" Before Wuhua could speak, Lu Huan on the side noticed that the famous ladies in the courtyard had moved their attention here.
"Daddy." The little boy didn't look at the green, just blinked a pair of eyes and stared at Wuhua directly, smiling flatteringly. "Daddy, don't you lose Yun'er again, okay."
Hearing this, Lu Huan was suddenly stunned. But after a moment, she reacted, the son is only twenty-four this year, where is such a big son?
She was annoyed that she was overjoyed for a while, and actually brought Childe here, if it was spread by these people, wouldn't Childe's good reputation be ruined?
But seeing the little boy's pitiful appearance, Lu Huan couldn't say anything serious, so he had to bend down and look at the little boy. "Little brother, did you recognize the wrong person?"
The little boy finally glanced at her and pouted. "How could I admit my own father?"
"But where does my son-in-law have a son as big as you?" Green is in a hurry.
Hearing this, the little boy moved his gaze to Wuhua, who had never spoken, and said pitifully. "Daddy...."
Wuhua hung his head and looked at him expressionlessly for a moment.
I don't know if it's because Wuhua didn't show anything, the boy's mouth was deflated, and he cried loudly while holding Wuhua's thigh. "Daddy, Yun'er will be obedient, don't you throw away Yun'er, okay? Daddy... Daddy, don't you throw it to Yun'a.... Wow..."
Yun'er's long eyebrows were clear and beautiful, white and tender like a little bun, crying so heartbreakingly, the women present all softened their minds.
The brave ones had already leaned over and whispered around Yun'er.
"Where will my son-in-law be..."
Lu Huan was about to argue something more, but the woman who was distressed and coaxing Yun'er raised her head and directly interrupted Lu Huan's words. "He's just a child, what's the point of you arguing with him?"
"Little brother, how old are you? Tell my sister. β
Yun'er glanced back at Miss Feng Er, and her pitiful little eyes pierced into Miss Feng Er's little heart. "Sister, Yun'er is eight years old this year."
Wuhua looked up and saw that the woman in front of her had flying eyebrows, her delicate appearance was full of heroism, and her dress was very simple and natural.
In a trance, I remembered that it seemed to be the second lady of the Feng family.
Wuhua will know about this Miss Feng Er, mainly because she and Qin Xiangsheng have ordered a baby kiss since childhood. Qin Xiangsheng once mentioned this fiancΓ©e in front of her, when Qin Xiangsheng was twenty years old, on the day that Mrs. Qin came to propose, this Miss Feng couldn't afford to be sick, and she was sick for two months, and then finally got better.
Mrs. Qin came to the door again, but she fell ill again and had a high fever that did not go away. After repeating this once, Mrs. Qin was puzzled in her heart, so she took the birthday of the two and found that the two of them were in harmony.
Naturally, this family business is over.
Although he had no contact with this Second Miss Feng, Wuhua had accidentally seen her portrait.
Now it seems that this Second Miss Feng is not as weak as Qin Xiangsheng said.
After saying that, Miss Feng Er turned her head and stared at Wuhua. "Your master didn't refute anything, what are you anxious about?"
She said this with a gun and a stick, but Green Wrap couldn't refute anything, and pursed her lips.
This woman is like a thorny rose, which makes people's eyes shine.
Wuhua lowered his head and asked in a low voice. "Your name is Yun'a, isn't it?"
"Yes." Yuna sobbed and wiped her tears. "Daddy...."
"Who told you that I was your father's?" Wuhua asked again.
"It's my mother...," Yuna replied timidly.
"Where's your mother?" Although Yuna's clothes are not silk and satin, they are also materials that are only worn by ordinary rich and noble people. There is such a family, so what is this scene in front of you to make a fuss?
"Mother, mother." Yun'er's gaze turned around, and he didn't seem to find the familiar figure, and he let go of Wuhua's legs in surprise.
"Mother, mother, mother, mother."
Seeing that Yun'er looked flustered and wanted to hug her thighs, Wuhua took a step back without looking for a margin. "Look closer, and see where your mother is?"
Yun'er looked around, but still didn't find the figure, his eyes were full of tears, and he seemed to be crying again.
"My mother is gone."
The onlookers couldn't help but look at each other as they watched this farce.
The corners of Wuhua's eyebrows twitched, he was really afraid that he would cry again, so he hurriedly continued to ask. "If you think about it, your mother didn't tell you, where did you two meet?"
Yun'er's attention was suddenly sucked away, he raised his head, thought about it seriously, and shook his head. "No...."
Hearing this, Wuhua suddenly fell silent.
Miss Feng Er on the side saw that Wuhua was no longer silent, so she lowered her head and asked softly. "Yun'a, do you know where your home with your mother is?"
Yuna shook her head. "I don't know, my mother brought me here."
Wuhua paused and glanced at Miss Feng Er. Bow your head, ask seriously, word by word. "You really don't remember any way?"
Yuna looked up hard and thought about it, and nodded seriously. "My mother only told me that she was going to take me to my father, and then she brought me here. Say that you are my father, and your father will treat me well in the future. β
Hearing this, Wuhua only felt a headache.
Seeing that the atmosphere in the venue was strange, Yun'er looked around, children are sometimes more sensitive, and seeing that Wuhua didn't say a word, he suddenly flew and pounced, grabbing Wuhua's thigh. Holding on to death, a posture of not letting go.
"My mother doesn't want to allow my child, my mother doesn't want to allow my child, and my father can't let my son want to do it anymore."
Seeing this child's stubborn appearance, Miss Feng Er glanced at Wuhua up and down, obviously treating her as an irresponsible prodigal son. "Originally, I only heard that the son of Wuhua was talented and handsome. Today, however, it has gained knowledge. β
Her gaze moved to the bottom, and the meaning was self-explanatory.
Wuhua didn't argue, she could clearly feel Miss Feng Er's hostility towards her, but after thinking about it slightly, she understood.
Where did this hostility come from, the rumors of her and Qin Xiangsheng some time ago were in an uproar, and Miss Feng Er, who had been married to Qin Xiangsheng since she was a child, was naturally compared.
She had already lost her reputation because the Qin family withdrew from the marriage. and then take it out and compare it with a man in Wuhua, and naturally be dissatisfied for a long time.
to Shang Yun'er's teary-eyed little eyes. She just frowned, "Boys are not allowed to cry." β
Yuna nodded and asked cautiously. "Daddy won't let Yun'er go, right?"
"What's your full name?" Wuhua's brows moved slightly.
Yuna took a deep breath. "Qu Yun."
Because of her prejudice against Wuhua, hearing this, Miss Feng Er snorted coldly, with obvious sarcasm in her eyes.
"The son of Wuhua is famous, and today I know that the son is so daring to do something that I dare not be, which really makes me feel sorry for the people who admire the son."
Miss Feng Er's words were direct, but the corners of Wuhua's lips hooked up a smile, and she bent down and said softly to Yun'er, "Let go." β
Yun'er looked at Wuhua's face and didn't dare to fight anymore. After letting go, he looked at Wuhua with a blank eye.
Wuhua raised his head at this time, and a pair of black pupils seemed to be smiling. "Don't bother Miss Feng Er."
As the saying goes, if you don't speculate for more than half a sentence, Wuhua is not ready to stay here longer, so that the green will lead Yun'er. "Let's go."
She wasn't worried about this getting out, after all, even if she stayed, she couldn't argue with anything, so it was better to leave directly now, and the more she smeared, the more black it became.