Zhou Jiuhui followed Tuoli and came to the back of the Cijia Palace, and from a distance, there were many buildings standing next to the criss-crossing streets, with strict specifications and a wide range, just like a medium-sized city.

It's just that the glory of the past has long since disappeared, all the shops have closed down, and only a few residents are still struggling to survive here, and I don't know when the invasion of the family war will be ushered in.

Zhou Jiuhui looked at the Cijia City Mansion like an empty city, and couldn't help but sigh deeply.

Tuoli pointed to the hazy mountain shadow in the distance, and said, "Young master, that is 'Bijia Mountain', under the leadership of the major elders, the people of the Ci family are meditating in the mountains at the moment. ”

Zhou Jiuhui looked in the direction pointed by Tuoli and saw a continuous and towering mountain lying in the clouds, like Penglai Immortal Mountain, with a bit of mystery in the haze.

"Where is she?" Zhou Jiuhui asked with a frown.

Tuoli hurriedly said: "Young master, you can see the courtyard in the southeast, this is the 'Cijia Garden', which is where the Ci family lives. ”

Zhou Jiuhui looked intently, and sure enough, he saw that there was an exquisite courtyard in the southeast, even here, he could still vaguely see the beautiful scenery of the lotus pond, and the wings on both sides were particularly elegant and desirable.

But at this moment, Zhou Jiuhui was not in the mood to pay attention to these, he was thinking deeply, which wing house his mother lived in, that kind of eagerness made him not in the mood to wait any longer, on tiptoe, the whole person turned into a flowing wind, flying towards the courtyard.

Tuoli sighed slightly and followed behind him.

In terms of strength, Tuoli is also a powerhouse in the Yuan Immortal Realm, and he uses the Yuan Power of the Wind in terms of speed, so he does not have the upper hand.

In just a few moments, Zhou Jiuhui had already come to the sky above the "Cijia Garden", and his divine sense instantly extended to the past, covering the entire "Cijia Garden" in an instant, and dozens of life fluctuations instantly fed back.

Tuoli said: "Most of the outsiders who live in 'Cijiayuan' are married outsiders, and your mother Shu Xiaohua is also among them, and she is in the fourth wing room in the east. ”

Tuoli originally thought that Zhou Jiuhui would rush in impatiently, but he didn't expect him to become a little lost at this moment, with a dull gaze in his eyes.

"Young master, you ...... What's wrong with you?" asked Tuoli.

Zhou Jiuhui took a deep breath, shook his head slightly, and said, "I just haven't figured out how to face her yet." ”

Tuoli sighed: "What should be faced must be faced after all, she is your mother, in one night thousands of years ago, she lost her husband and son, and the originally happy family suddenly became fragmented......... Now that the young master has returned, although she can't make up for her thousand years of sadness and pain, at least she will return her son to her. ”

Over the years, Shu Xiaohua has washed his face with tears every night, and Tuoli has seen it in his eyes, how can the heartache be understood by others?

What's more, Shu Xiaohua is still an outsider who married, and in front of many family members, without the support of her husband, she is also ridiculed by everyone all day long.

Zhou Jiuhui looked at Tuoli deeply, nodded and said, "I understand!"

After that, Zhou Jiuhui's figure shook faintly, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Tuoli looked at the empty void and couldn't help but sigh deeply.

The next moment, Zhou Jiuhui had already appeared outside the door of the fourth wing room in the east.

This is much larger than the average wing, and the decoration is also very chic.

Zhou Jiuhui stood outside the wing, his nerves were tense, his brows were tightly wrinkled, and he wanted to raise his hand and knock on the door several times, but he couldn't make up his mind, he was not ready to face his mother who gave birth to him and suffered and grieved for himself for thousands of years.

"Zhou Jiuhui, Zhou Jiuhui, she has tortured you for a thousand years, don't you even have the courage to see her?"

Zhou Jiuhui kept blaming himself in his heart, but the hand that was raised never fell.

Just when his heart was extremely conflicted, unable to make up his mind, unable to raise his courage, the wooden door suddenly made a soft noise, but it was slowly opened.

Zhou Jiuhui was shocked, but in the crack of the door, he saw a woman with two temples and green silk.

The woman's eyes were dim, and she didn't seem to notice that Zhou Jiuhui was standing outside the door, just gently pushing the wooden door.

At this moment, as the wooden door was gradually opened, Zhou Jiuhui clearly saw her appearance, although she looked over forty years old, her face was still beautiful, and she must have been a beautiful woman in the past.

I saw that her eyes were gloomy, there was a faint melancholy between her eyebrows, and her temples and green silk hung down on her chest, depicting a few points of sadness.

The woman slowly pushed open the wooden door, and suddenly saw Zhou Jiuhui standing outside the door in a daze, frowned, and said softly, "You...... Who are you looking for?"

Zhou Jiuhui stared at this woman, was silent for a long time, and then said, "Are you Shu Xiaohua?"

The woman glanced at Zhou Jiuhui with some surprise and said, "I'm ...... Are you sent by the patriarch, I don't know what to do with Xiaohua?"

Zhou Jiuhui clenched his teeth, his clenched fists were full of cold sweat, and even a stream of sweat surged up on his back, he looked at the woman's beautiful but full of vicissitudes, and a sadness surged out from the bottom of his heart, and then turned into boundless grief throughout his body.

Shu Xiaohua looked at Zhou Jiuhui's dull eyes, refused to reply for a long time, and said: "It's windy outside, you better come in first, I'll make you a cup of tea." ”

Zhou Jiuhui nodded slightly, and then walked into the room.

There are no extravagant decorations in this room, but it is extraordinarily simple and elegant, which makes people feel a little quiet.

Zhou Jiuhui looked at the back of the woman when she was making tea, and he also had mixed feelings in his heart, this is the mother who gave birth to himself thousands of years ago, for his own night and night with tears, who can understand the grief of this thousand years.

Suddenly, Tuoli's words came up inexplicably from the bottom of his heart.

"What should be faced must be faced after all, she is your mother, in a thousand years ago, she lost her husband and son, and the originally happy family suddenly became fragmented. Now that the young master has returned, although she can't make up for her thousand years of sadness and pain, at least she will return her son to her. ”

Zhou Jiuhui's mind was like a wake-up bell, he took a deep breath, and suddenly said loudly: "Do you remember that thousands of years ago, the child who was still in infancy?"

"Bang dang!"

The teacup fell to the ground and shattered.

Shu Xiaohua turned around with great difficulty, stared at Zhou Jiuhui with tears in his eyes, leaning on the wall with one hand, his body trembling like an autumn cicada.

Zhou Jiuhui saw her look, and didn't know why, he involuntarily stood up, and mustered up the courage to ask again: "Do you still remember?!"

Shu Xiaohua stared at Zhou Jiuhui, his body trembled more and more, his eyes were closed suddenly, and tears slowly flowed down his pale cheeks.

Zhou Jiuhui's heart was confused, standing in place, not knowing what to do.

I saw Shu Xiaohua open his eyes, his steps were sluggish, and he walked slowly towards Zhou Jiuhui, every step he took, as if he had exhausted his whole body's strength, and said astringently: "How can Xiaohua forget that night's husband and daughter...... Who the hell are you?"

Zhou Jiuhui's eyes narrowed, and he asked again: "That...... Have you ever hated him?"

Zhou Jiuhui had not yet said his name at this time.

Shu Xiaohua shook his head slightly, a weak smile appeared on his pale face, and said, "There has never been......... I know that there must be a reason why Brother Dong did this, whether it is Cijia or me Shu Xiaohua, they are insignificant in comparison, he has always focused on big things. I have always loved him deeply, how can I hold a grudge against him?"

"Why, but he took your child away!" Zhou Jiuhui didn't expect that the entire Ci family would be ruined, and the biological mother's family in front of him would be ruined, and Shu Xiaohua didn't have the slightest resentment towards Ci Endong.

A trace of pain flashed in Shu Xiaohua's eyes, and a thick glow welled up on his face, and after a long time, he sighed and said with a wry smile: "This is fate, and no one can change it...... This is my Shu Xiaohua's life, it's hard to enjoy the joy of family!"

Saying that, Shu Xiaohua walked out of the window, raised his head slightly, and looked at the sky and clouds, only to feel unpredictable, just like his life, his eyes showed a look of reminiscence, but there was a bit of sadness between his eyebrows.

Zhou Jiuhui felt like a mixture of flavors in the depths of his heart, and there was an indescribable taste, and he said in a deep voice: "Then do you know who I am?"

"You...... Aren't you sent by the patriarch, but why do you want to ask about Xiaohua's past?"

Shu Xiaohua seemed to come back to his senses, looked at Zhou Jiuhui with tearful eyes, and asked, "Who are you?"

Zhou Jiuhui took a deep breath and said slowly: "My current name is Zhou Jiuhui, I flew up from the human world, and I was born there thousands of years ago!"

"Millennia ago......... The human realm?"

Shu Xiaohua suddenly took two steps back with some unsteady standing, and said astringently: "You...... Are you 'Mo'an'?"

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