Immortal Voices Chapter 775: Who to help (hehe please support)

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When Rong Xian learned that the Eastern Jin Dynasty female emperor took the prince and several ministers to Daxia, a trace of clarity flashed in his eyes.

I want to seek asylum.

What's the use of finding Xia Zi.

Those high-ranking people are all unprofitable and can't afford to be early, so how generous and selfless like her.

She thought hypocritically that a certain empress looks human on the surface, but she has delusions of persecution behind her back.

Of course, Rong Xian completely ignored herself when she said this.

Can she be murdered?

Clearly liberating the people of the Eastern Jin dynasty in deep waters, bringing them a new and perfect experience.

After confirming that the two kingdoms of Zhao Jiang that had been defeated would not have any problems, Rong Xian, the avatar of Qi Luck, stayed as a mascot.

Occasionally, when courtiers fought for some uneven division of interests, they spoke to stop it. Or when the prince doesn't understand the inside story of something, tell him clearly.

Other attention has returned to the body, it is because Xiao Yuan, this silly critic, has finally recovered to remember.

The outer town of Yujia.

In a small independent courtyard, Rong Xian sits on a stone chair under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree and'reads' a book.

Across from her, Xiao Yuan is rolling up his sleeves and pinching a clay doll with the child.

Guihe is five years old and looks like a fairy boy.

They are in Xiaoguiyu’s flower field, which is filled with flowers they planted.

"Daddy, how did I pinch?" Guihe held the clay figure in front of Xiao Yuan for praise.

Xiao Yuan was squeezing his wife with a pile of mud, and did not raise his head when he heard the words: "It looks good."

The child who fully understood that he had been perfunctory was angry and shot, and slapped Xiao Yuan's just-squeezed portrait off a leg.

Xiao Yuan: "...Gone!" His wife's legs.

Wait, Xiao Yuan stared at the clay doll, and felt something was not quite right.

The complete clay doll looks fine, but the broken clay doll looks awkward, like seeing something impossible.

But there is nothing impossible for a mud doll to break a leg.

Just give him a feeling that his wife is unlikely to break her leg.

Why it's impossible, he couldn't tell, but the feeling was particularly strong.

The feeling that his wife would not break her leg if he broke his leg.

Xiao Yuan feels something is wrong.

They have lived together these years, and his daughter-in-law usually sees doctors in addition to bringing the children.

Soft, weak, kind and amiable, but he often has nightmares, and his wife kills him if he doesn't agree with him.

Just ask who can accept the gentle and lovely little fairy daughter-in-law during the day, and the gloomy and terrifying demon king at night?

Anyway, Xiao Yuan couldn't do it, he refused.

But he refused. The first question now is what is going on in his dream.

Xiao Yuan frowned, and said, "No matter how skinny you are, I will beat you up."

He lowered his head and put the leg back on, but it was settled, and somehow, there was always a terrible feeling.

This feeling reached its peak after returning to pinch a little snake.

"Daddy, look at how beautiful this little snake is. It may like to drink like my dad." Guiyu has no idea how much his dad was frightened by his childish speech.

Xiao Yuan: I'm withered.

Xiao Yuan only felt that his head exploded, and his whole eyes were staring at Venus. I don't know where tonight.

He received the memories of the past hundreds of years in his mind in an instant, and it can be said that #信息量巨#.

When he digested all his memories, it was only a few moments away. After all, the cultivation base was there.

Then Xiao Yuan felt that he might as well have not recovered his memory.

How can he be married to the famous Emperor Xu for five years and have a son?

The memory of five years is nothing in his long life, but it depends on how he lived.

Xiao Yuan pulled the clay man's leg, feeling that he was always on the verge of life and death for the past five years. He is still alive and kicking with no arms or legs, which is really blessed by his ancestors.

Why amnesia!

Recalling that Xiao Yuan once recalled the memories of the past five years with an attitude of scrutiny.

Did the big devil say that she is his wife?

No.

Did the big demon say they are a family?

Neither.

What did the demon say?

The demon said nothing.

Xiao Yuan, who had pitted himself in with his brain replenishing everything, panted heavily, wishing to die on the spot in the next second.

"Daddy, you pinched your mother very much, just one leg is long and the other is short." Guiyou lay on Xiao Yuan's back, poked her head and looked at the clay figure and said solemnly.

Xiao Yuan's expression was stagnant, and his whole body froze.

Obviously, the child is not his own.

The daughter-in-law is not her own.

This home is not my own either.

He might just be injured and rescued by Emperor Xu, who foolishly left his nurse after seeing him amnesia.

Yes, it's so sad.

His full-eyed wife was in fact just the roommate with the children that Emperor Xu was kindly looking for.

It's very uncomfortable.

Although he doesn't know who this child belongs to.

But obviously it is not Emperor Xu's.

Xiao Yuan: After the good and happy memories of the past touch the truth, they are so terrible.

What's even more frightening is that he actually thinks it's good to live like this.

He likes this kind of peaceful life so much.

I really like a smart son and a caring and gentle wife.

The reality is so dramatic.

All this is his imagination.

Xiao Yuan: I can't help tears falling.

"Father? Why are you not talking?" Guiyou asked unhappy.

Xiao Yuan took a deep breath and held back his tears.

He turned around and pulled Guihe from his back and hugged him in his arms, walked quickly to the corner not far away, and asked quietly, "Er, Dad, I will ask you a question."

Guiyu nodded, and said with a serious face: "You ask."

"If, I mean, if Dad and your mother are fighting, who are you helping?" Xiao Yuan looked serious as if this issue was a matter of life and death.

Guiyou looked contemptuous: "My mother is so weak, why are you embarrassed to beat her?"

Xiao Yuan: "...If she is not weak, is she the kind of strong person who can crush a mountain with one finger?"

Xiaoguiyu said unprincipledly: "Of course I still helped my mother. You fought with your mother. It must be your fault. You have to ask?"

Xiao Yuan's face was dark and dark: "What if someone else fights with your mother?"

"It's better to help the mother, it doesn't make sense to help outsiders." He returned to the railroad categorically.

Xiao Yuan: "Even if outsiders are reasonable?"

Return to a little head, "Yes, I don’t help my parents."

Speaking without hesitation, like a little villain.

However, Xiao Yuan's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. He felt that this child had been badly taught by Rong Xian.

But he can't beat the child, Xu Di's servant is still sitting on the side.

Xiao Yuan only felt that his anger was rising up stubbornly. What's the matter? It's obvious that this child has been brought by him for so many times, so how can his mental realm be completely different from him.

He glanced at Rong Xian secretly, and he was relieved when he saw Rong Xian turned a page and read the braille again.

When Xiao Yuan retracted his gaze, his gaze paused on Xiaogui and the flower field.

He blinked his eyes and looked at it again, then asked with certain doubts: "Go back, I remember there is a pale yellow flower in your flower field?"

Guihe's eyes lit up and he said happily: "Daddy did notice."

Immediately, he said with little interest: "I picked that flower."

A big question mark appeared on Xiao Yuan's head. He remembered that this child liked flowers and grass, and never picked flowers and grass.

Seems to see his question, Xiaogui asked like a small adult: "If you are the lord of a sect, the sect's ten proud sons of heaven, but there is a waste snack. The next day, the big sects compare, There are ten people from each sect, and you know that taking the waste out will embarrass you, what are you going to do?"

Xiao Yuan thought for a while, and Sanguan replied in a very righteous manner: "Trying to teach him is really useless. If you are ashamed, you can be ashamed. After all, everyone's talent is there, and you can't force it."

Thinking about it, he added: "And I'm very satisfied with the ten emperor."

After answering, he tentatively asked Guiyou: "What did Guiyou think?"

Guihe's little face was full of cruel and ruthless words: "My sect does not leave any waste, just like my flower field." So he picked it up with a brutal force.

Xiao Yuan: "...!"

Xiao Yuan's face twitched so badly. His son was only five years old, and he was taught a virtue by the demon.

Cruel and indifferent, it's not bad!

Xiao Yuan couldn't wait to rush to ask Rong Xian how to teach the children.

Fortunately, his reason is holding him tightly and preventing him from acting impulsively.

If you go out, it may not be complete when you come back.

Xiao Yuan was shocked.

Stop Liao, it may be that this child has such a cool nature.

On the other side, Rong Xian put down the book casually, a little uncontrollable.

Xiao Yuan is a mortal who has long forgotten that her cultivation is not weak. You must know that in this small courtyard, no matter what he and Guiyou are talking about, even if she doesn’t deliberately listen to what they say yes .

But has this man finally recovered his memory?

It's not easy, it's been five years.

She thought this person would have amnesia for a lifetime.

"Father, you haven't told me why did you fight with your mother?" Guiyou asked with a small face tightly.

Xiao Yuan is speechless for a while, can't you say that your mother is not pleasing to my eyes, right?

He thought about it, and said in Chunqiu style: "Before you, I had some misunderstandings with your mother."

Well, this reduction method is really thorough.

Guiyu seems to understand, he held the mud snake in his hand and said: "I'm going to find my mother, father, you should go out to make money."

Go out to make money?

Xiao Yuan was stunned, recalling that he would always go out at the dock to help the wealthy businessmen carry sacks to make money, and he felt choked.

Xiao Yuan: "..." Does he live so grounded?

No, so much work, even if he is a cashier, he is better than a coolie.

Is your brain flooded? ?

Xiao Yuan, who was struggling to black out, gave up after a long while.

However, this is a good opportunity to leave.

Emperor Ruoxu knew that he had recovered his memory, and he might want to deal with him who had taken advantage of her for five years.

Although it is only a nominal advantage.

Perhaps Emperor Xu's head will be gracious to give him a servant, noble prince or something.

But he doesn't want it.

He didn't want to get involved with Xian Chao.

Not to mention that Emperor Xu’s imperial husband is the ruthless Taoist demon master.

He’s afraid it’s not too long.

After making up his mind, Xiao Yuan pretended to have nothing to do with a loud voice and said: "Veratrum, I'm out of work."

Rong Xian's gentle voice came over: "Go."

Xiao Yuan lowered his head and walked out, not daring to look at Rong Xian.

Everything seems to be the same as before, nothing unusual.

Xiao Yuan didn't see the interesting look on Rong Xian's face.

"Mother, did you listen to Yu'er talking?" Guiyou asked with a puff of dissatisfaction.

Rong Xian touched his head, smiled and said, "It's my fault. I didn't pay attention to it just now, and I can say it again."

Returned to silence, unexpectedly keen: "What was your mother thinking?"

Rong Xian didn't think that the child should be kept secret when she was young. She pondered for a moment and replied: "Mother is thinking whether your father will come back today?"

Will you leave when you come back? How will she arrange for him if she doesn't come back?

Guihe frowned, and said in a gruff voice: "Mother means, daddy is likely to go forever? It's up to daddy to choose whether to return or not?"

Rong Xian nodded, indicating that he was right.

But I didn't feel happy about returning.

He is a smart boy and he realizes the seriousness of the matter.

He doesn't understand why his father suddenly wants to leave him and his mother, but it is natural for children to be close to their father, and he doesn't want to be a child without a father.

"Mother, I don't want to lose Daddy." Guiyou said seriously.

Rong Xian paused while holding the book, and asked suspiciously: "Even if he is stupid?"

Guiyu nodded, her small face full of seriousness: "Although he is stupid, he is my dad, I don't dislike him, and I don't want him to leave."

Rong Xian put the book on the stone table, the smile on her face was as gentle as ever, but with a carelessness: "Your father needs a price to stay. Xiao and Er, are you willing to pay?"

After returning to thinking, I feel that I have already #三思而理议#, so I replied unwaveringly: "Yes."

But he is still young, and he doesn't know what he promised to go out.

But Rong Xian did not remind. She has been teaching this child for several years. At the very least, she has to bear the consequences of whatever she chooses. This child must be very clear.

In five years, it was all fate.

Since the child chose Xiao Yuan, she should also set out to do her own affairs.

Rong Xian touched the child's head, the melancholy at the corners of her eyes and brows was completely natural: "So, that's fine."

One-sidedly make a choice for the child-whether he wants a father or a mother, Rong Xian pretended to sigh.

Children, don’t grow up fast without experiencing setbacks.

As for why there was such a cryptic choice to give, in fact, it was because Rong Xian was impatient to take the child.

It doesn't make sense that she didn't take the two princes of her family, but she ran out to take other children desperately.

Five years have been Rong Xian’s final bottom line for herself, and her injury has recovered. When she returns to Rong Guo and sits in the sea of ​​luck for an hour, all the remaining traces of the power of heaven will be resolved. .

She won't be blind by then.

Presumably, after being'blind' for five years, the evil spirit of Heaven should have come out.

Rong Xian's face was full of indulgence, and she said helplessly: "I'm such a good person, and only I can indulge some of the little hobbies of God."

Maliciously labeled Tiandao: It seems that some people want to be blind for a few more years.