[18] He and his sons
The post station at the west gate of Huaxi City, there is a beautiful garden in the backyard, and the people who can stay can only be people with great status from various countries, such as the emperor's relatives.
Li Dongyu strangled the little white horse in front of the door in the backyard, Qinghu led the group out of the door, and Yifeng helped his little master to dismount. Qinghu stepped forward, bowed deeply to Li Dongyu, and said, "Master Wan has been waiting for the young master for a long time. β
"Well, I got it." As he spoke, he raised his two hands, and Ren Yifeng helped him take off the gray cloak outside.
Yifeng put away his cloak and stood aside, and Qinghu knelt down again to arrange Li Dongyu's robe.
Seeing that the corners of the robe were a little gray, Qinghu flicked his fingers and slapped it carefully, then looked up, and saw that Li Dongyu's flawless little face had an indifferent look on his face, and he questioned Yifengtou.
Yifeng shook his head, indicating that he did not know.
After finishing his clothes, Li Dongyu walked forward, and a group of people followed him, like the stars holding the moon.
Passing through the verandah, we arrived at a delicate courtyard courtyard. The area is hindered by being in the post station, although it is not big, but there is everything inside, the rockery garden, the beautiful trees are verdant, a clear stream, and the stone stream below the pavilion is poured out.
Standing in front of the window, facing the cloud and dust scene of the gazebo slowly shaking the folding fan, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Turbulence, turbulence." β
The little egret that followed Li Dongyu's head like a shadow, spread his wings when he heard the sound, snapped, flapped his wings twice, swept in front of the cloud and dust scene, and after entering the house, after seeing that there was another person in the house, he seemed to be frightened, and flew out of the house again, and landed on Yifeng's shoulder, and the bird's head was buried in the feathers: afraid.
Wan Ye is in a bad mood today. Yifeng sighed in his heart, and was a little worried about the little master going in to see Wan Ye at this time.
Qinghu pushed open the door, Li Dongyu crossed the threshold, faced the dusty white shadow in the room, and knelt down respectfully to salute: "Father." Cloud Sect Master. β
"Hey." Yun Chenjing took the first step to grab the arrow, his figure flashed, and he lifted up his kneeling little body, "Hurry, get up." This is not in the palace, the three of us are on patrol in micro-services. He's your father, I'm your Uncle Yun, and nothing else. β
The little face that was raised up, facing the gentle smile of the cloud and dust scene, buried his head deeply.
Yun Chenjing took him, walked to the chair next to him and sat down, called Qinghu, and put the precious medicinal materials bought in the medicinal herb store on the table and piled up the entire table: "Hey, these are all your father, Uncle Yun just accompanied your father and picked them for you in the medicinal herb store." Zhilu said that you are looking for some hard-to-find medicinal herbs, and your father and Uncle Yun are passing by and will help you buy them. Do you see if you like it or not? β
"I like it." The indifferent little eyes swept lightly on the table, without waves.
"Boom." The fan handle tapped on his thigh, and Yun Chenjing put on a vice crying and laughing, "Do you know that you are Guigeng this year?" β
"Seven years old."
"I don't think you're seven years old, you're seventy, older than your father."
Li Dongyu looked at the white robe standing in front of the Bogu shelf, holding the ancient book, like a cloud above the mortal dust, so close and so far away.
Hearing that someone was silent, Wan Ye turned around to talk to his son, and his ink eyes, which were as warm as cool jade, fell on his son's little face.
Li Dongyu hurriedly took half a step back and lowered his eyes.
Wan Ye's eyes are clear and cold, there is no need to force people, and he has his own majesty.
Li Dongyu's careful jumping is like a rabbit.
"Where have you been today?" Wen Yu's voice still contained the majesty of his father.
"I went to the downtown area for a while and bought some food for the little egret." Li Dongyu walked on thin ice with every word, for fear of being noticed by his father.
"Why don't you look up and talk to me?" Wan Ye gently closed the book, "What your Uncle Yun said is right, I came out, I'm just your father." β
The teeth bit their little lip.
Seeing the nearby cloud and dust scene, Feng Ya's eyebrows raised slightly: "Turbulence? β
The little hand retracted into the cuffs and clenched it, and Xiao Yan, who raised it, faced the two elders, the little eyebrows were light, and his mouth was calm: "I brought the little egret to the downtown today, and I saw a lot of strange gadgets." β
"Didn't you buy it?"
"Nope. Neither the little egret nor I like toys. As he spoke, he lowered his little face slightly, as if revealing a touch of shyness that belonged to a child.
Yun Chenjing nodded his chin with "mmmm", wanting to say that this is like a child.
A figure pushed open the door, Yifeng walked in, and replied: "The fragrant herb drink soup arranged for the little master is ready, is it brought to the little master's house or?" β
"Look at his sweat, eighty percent of him is tired from playing." Yun Chenjing took out a handkerchief from his cuffs, carefully wiped the fine sweat on Li Dongyu's forehead, and said to Yifeng, "Bring the soup to the little master's room, and then change the little master's clothes, so that the little master doesn't catch a cold." β
"Hey." Yifeng responded, took the good silk handkerchief that wiped the sweat from Yun Chenjing's hand, and followed Li Dongyu to retreat.
Yun Chenjing raised his sleeves, picked up a fan to fan the wind, and complained to Wan Ye: "Look at you like this, scare the child." β
"Did I scare him?" Wan Ye fell back to the book, raised his head, looked at him, and asked a little carelessly.
"Is there a normal kid like Rag?"
"Normal?"
"yes, the masked one we met last time in the mountainsβ"
Wan Ye's slightly sandwiched ink eyes seemed to flash Hua Murong's demonic eyes in front of him.
"Speaking of which, the child's eyes are like rags."
If Yun Chenjing's sentence was inadvertently leaked, Wan Ye indifferently fell back into the book: "You are saying that because of that child, I let go of their mother and son, right?" β
The paper fan head covered his mouth, and Yun Chenjing shook his head slightly, as if he tried his best to deny it: I didn't say that.
"If their mother and son really hurt people and committed things that hurt nature and reason, they will inevitably be arrested and brought to justice. It's just that you've asked Qinghu to investigate the whereabouts of the other party, so I don't need to say any more. β
The two eyebrows flew up, and he secretly glanced at Wan Ye's cold and dusty side face, and the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, as if revealing a touch of playfulness.
Wan Ye seemed to have made a decision, let Qinghu, who was waiting at the door, come in, and ordered: "Inform me and leave for China tonight." β
In the west wing, Yifeng was holding the bowl, blowing the hot air from the bowl, and brought it to Li Dongyu, who was sitting on the window: "Young master, be careful of burning your mouth." β
Li Dongyu looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, as if he didn't hear him speak, showing that he was absent-minded and couldn't give up.
The faint melancholy on the beautiful little face made Yifeng faintly sour in his heart.
I only heard Li Dongyu's warm voice and asked: "Yifeng, what do you say about my mother, if she is alive?" β
"The young master's mother, the queen's mother, the subordinates are ashamed, the subordinates have not seen it." Yifeng Road.
Seeing a figure flash out of the master bedroom where Wan Ye was, he walked towards them.
Xiao Yan's face sank slightly, jumped out of the window, hooked his little finger to bow his head, and said in a secret language: "I want to see that kid, you help me trick him out to meet." β
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