Ye Yan was happy when he saw Ye Hanxiang, Empress Jiang had already gone to the back hall of the imperial study to wait, and Ye Jiahui came out after a while. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Father." Ye Hanxiang smiled faintly and made a false salute.

The palace lights in the distance were dim and unknown, but they were reflected on Ye Jiahui's face, but they were peaceful and warm, and he took a step forward and quickly helped her up with both hands: "Our own family, don't use these false courtesies." ”

The two looked up at each other and smiled without saying more, those old estrangements may have dissipated a long time ago.

Ye Hanxiang thought to herself, the rarest thing in this world is family affection.

Especially for the gods.

She knows that her lifespan may be 10,000 or even tens of thousands of years in the future.

However, Ye Jiahui and Ye Yan are mortal mortals, even if they work hard to cultivate for a long time, I am afraid that it will only be thousands of years at most.

What is the big difference between 10,000 years and 1,000 years?

As soon as she thought of her future self alone in the temple, watching her former relatives reincarnate from afar, she was a stranger in a blink of an eye.

But she can no longer participate in their lives, and she is infinitely sad.

The three of them didn't say much all the way, but their heartbeats were slowly getting closer to each other and warming, at this moment, they were just ordinary family members.

Once again, when they returned to Yewang's Mansion, Ye Hanxiang and Ye Jiahui sat in front of each other. Ye Yan was reluctant to leave, lying on the soft collapse, covering a bed of brocade and falling asleep.

Liulizhu faintly reflected the figures of the two in front of the window, and the father and daughter were silent for a while and then talked eloquently.

The anger between Ye Jiahui's eyebrows completely dissipated, and the white clothes fluttered into a gentle and jade-like son. The thin white fingers held the teacup, and seemed a little apprehensive.

Ye Hanxiang sat opposite, with a smile in her eyes: "Father, what's the matter... Just say it straight. ”

was told by his daughter, Ye Jiahui suddenly felt a sense of shame and uneasiness in his heart, Ye Hanxiang was aware of everything, and clearly looked at the tips of his father's ears as if they were red.

I guessed in my heart that his next words were probably related to his mother.

She didn't speak, just held the teacup and tasted it little by little, but she didn't think it was so tasteless, so she simply exchanged some nuts from the space to eat.

Normally, she could easily use the Banner Spell to return to the Drunken Immortal Building in a few minutes to eat, but today she didn't want to be so troublesome, not to mention that these nuts were only available in her space, and other places were unheard of.

In the middle of the hand, two plates of delicate nuts are presented in front of you. "It's pistachios, macadamia nuts, how does my father taste it." Bai Jing's fingers pushed two plates of small snacks in front of Ye Jiahui.

Ye Jiahui was a little in a trance, he had never seen this kind of food, and the name was so strange.

"Pistachios?" Ye Jiahui smiled brightly, will he be happy after eating?

So without hesitation, he picked up a pistachio, peeled it off like Ye Hanxiang, and put it in his mouth. The taste was crispy and pleasant, and the aftertaste was endless, which he had never tasted before.

It's just a pity that he lowered his head and tasted the tip of his tongue for a long time, only to find that even though he ate pistachios, he didn't become happy.

Laughing in a trance, secretly counting his own foolish dreams, how is the human heart, it has always come out of the heart, how can it be worn casually with a plate of food?

For a while, only the sound of Ye Hanxiang eating fruits remained in the room.

Ye Jiahui hesitated for a long time, and finally spoke with difficulty: "Hanxiang, I want to know...... Do you have any news of your mother? ”

Ye Hanxiang shook her head and said bluntly: "No." ”

Ye Jiahui's eyes immediately dimmed again.

"But...... Mother should still be somewhere in the world. Ye Hanxiang's words were divided into two halves, allowing Ye Jiahui's broken heart to heal little by little.

There was a stir in his eyes, so Feng Li'er didn't die as he guessed?!

He unconsciously stroked his chest and asked seriously, "Is this true?" So where is she, you see? ”

Ye Hanxiang looked indifferent, and asked instead of answering: "According to my father, where is Nangong Lieyan?" ”

This- how did he know? What's more, he is mortal.

Ye Jiahui was secretly surprised, Ye Hanxiang asked this meaning, which meant that Nangong Lieyan was not dead like Feng Li'er......

"If I can know where he is, I'm afraid I'll know where my mother is. But everything is the way of heaven, and it is not something we can get in vain. ”

Hearing this, Ye Jiahui was stunned, and the arm holding the teacup loosened, but soon a smile flashed on his face.

"Hmm. It's good she's still alive......"

The room was quiet again: "By the way, the queen said in the main hall today that she wants to build a temple for you...... What do you think? "Ye Jiahui always feels that this matter is not so simple.

"The temple is nothing more than a place for the people to pray for good weather and the like, and Empress Jiang wants me to benefit the people. I'm not 100,000 sure, but I'm going to do it with all my heart, and it's part of my practice. ”

Ye Hanxiang's immortal recipe has broken through the third level, and now it is still two levels away, so it can be regarded as a complete achievement.

Ye Jiahui was also a lot relieved to see Ye Hanxiang answer like this, and the two chatted some scattered words, Ye Hanxiang pulled out the chessboard out of boredom, and when the two of them killed until midnight, Ye Hanxiang couldn't help but lie sleepy on the table and fell asleep.

It's just that Ye Jiahui suffered, and it was just a matter of playing alone until dawn, but he watched Ye Hanxiang change his true body.

The purple coiled snake tail, thanks to Ye Jiahui's great concentration, knew that this was his daughter, and it was rumored that Nuwa Niangniang was also such a human snake tail, so he realized in a trance that Feng Li'er was really a descendant of God.

It's just that in the two years since he shared the bed with Feng Li'er, he has never seen Feng Li'er reveal his true body. Even if her mana was infinite, he only regarded her as an ordinary cultivator.

I never thought that Feng Li'er, who has always been high, would be this kind of origin.

His chagrin was more of a self-reproach. Such a good woman really shouldn't be blasphemed by herself. But now he is very happy, glad that Feng Li'er gave birth to Ye Hanxiang.

I am also glad that Ye Hanxiang can do what he is doing now, and I am even more glad that I can rein in the precipice and know that I have lost my way.

Here, even if he never sees Feng Li'er again, he has nothing else to ask for. So I made up my mind to cultivate my body every day, and after a long time, my mana improved rapidly, and I actually broke through the Mahayana period in one fell swoop, and became the only cultivator on the Huaxia Continent who was waiting to become an immortal in the past two hundred years.

On the second day, the people on the street knew that Ye Hanxiang had returned home, and Empress Jiang posted the imperial list everywhere, and the matter of building a temple for Ye Hanxiang was also echoed.

(To be continued.) )