Entering the room, Xiao Huangrong was washing and washing in front of the dressing table, her small body was sitting quietly.

Tick ​​tock!

Cried?

Wang Lie narrowed his eyes and walked slowly.

"Why did you come in?" Little Huang Rong suppressed her crying and tried to keep it natural.

Wang Lie felt more pity, and his voice became softer.

Probably every time Huang Yaoshi went to sea, the little girl was worried like this.

I grew up on an island, and my mother passed away early. If I lost my father, I would be left alone. I am afraid that I will not find the courage and reason to live.

"Stop crying! Don't worry about your father anymore, he's fine and on his way back."

"Who...who is crying? I'm not a child, so I won't cry."

Through the mirror, Wang Lie could see that the little girl with a flat mouth was trying to take back the tears in her ruddy eyes, but they kept falling, and when she reached out to wipe them clean, more tears fell, like a string of pearls.

Finally couldn't help laughing.

Little Huang Rong's hair exploded, she turned around at once, tears were still falling, she pointed at Wang Lie tremblingly. "You bad guy, everyone is like this, you still make fun of me, you...you are ungrateful, you."

Wang Lie stepped up, grabbed her little hand, put her delicate little hand in the palm, and covered it with the other hand.

Her hands were cold, and it was only then that she noticed that she was only wearing unlined clothing, and the autumn equinox was rustling. With her three-legged cat skills, how could she bear it.

Some tone of blame. "I don't know how to wear more."

Brightly took off his coat and put it on for her.

Little Huang Rong couldn't adapt at once, like a frightened little rabbit, she wanted to withdraw her little hand, but she couldn't bear the warmth, her mouth was flattened, and her eyes were moist. "You will bully me."

"No need to worry, my father-in-law is really fine."

"Wh... What father-in-law?" Little Huang Rong asked stammeringly, her face flushed red.

Wang Lie said playfully: "You let me live in your boudoir for so long, do you still want to marry someone else? Your father is naturally my father-in-law."

"You...don't say..."

In ancient times, at the age of twelve or thirteen, if a poor family was already married, even a wealthy family would make a marriage.Although Xiao Huangrong is not married yet, she basically knows everything she should know, and she feels shy and angry.

He glared at the rascal bitterly.

"I shouldn't have rescued you back!"

But when he thought that if he really didn't save him, this man might die, he felt pain, uneasiness, and panic in his heart.

If something happened to her father without him, then...then she...

boom!

The package in Wang Lie's hand was placed on the table, and Xiao Huang Rong's gaze shifted over at once. As the package was unwrapped, the contents inside could be seen at a glance.

Underneath is a very shiny golden cloth, which should be clothes, but above it is a stack of rice paper with densely written words, and lines of dates can be vaguely seen.

Twisting a piece of paper, Wang Lie began to read. "On the ninth day of September, there was a strong wind, and when I was crossing east by boat, I met a white-faced man in green clothes walking on the water... On the twelfth day of September, it was raining lightly. I was in Dali, and I met...

"When thinking of the white-faced guest in green clothes, little Huang Rong suddenly froze, and stopped wiping her tears, and she was not completely sure until she was walking on the water.

Then keep this movement, listen quietly with your little ears, the route goes from the East China Sea to Dali, and then stops in Xiangyang for a short time before embarking on the return journey.

"September [-], cloudless."

The sound stopped at once.

Little Huang Rong was upset, and stared at him with her hips akimbo. "Why don't you read it anymore?"

Wang Lie shook his empty hand. "Gone."

"Why is it gone, isn't it Daddy?"

Caring makes chaos, and it is easy to think of the bad when encountering things. In the original book, Qiu Qianzhang Huang Yaoshi was beaten to death by Quanzhen Qizi, and the always smart little Huang Rong believed it.

Now I was scaring myself, thinking of a terrible possibility, Xiao Huangrong burst into tears again, with a sobbing tone.

Wang Lie hurried over, hugged her into his arms, let her lean against him, pinched her little nose, and said softly, "You little fool, today is September [-]th."

The delicate and naive person in his arms broke his tears into a smile, and arched his head in embarrassment. Feeling the hot body temperature, he suddenly thought of the current state of the two of them, and got up shyly.

"According to the route and speed of travel, my father-in-law should be back in two days, don't worry."

"Ok!"

A low nasal sound came out from the bright red nose, and she lowered her head shyly.

This time I didn't care about Wang Lie's title, because he was right, the two of them are like this, it can almost be said that they have a private life, and they can't marry anyone else.What's more, she herself...has long been unaware of this...

Pointing to the golden fabric exposed in the opened package, Wang Lie smiled slightly. "I also brought you a gift, you can take a look first."

Chapter 94 Wordless Stunning!

Little Huang Rong ran over curiously, picked up the fabric and spread it out.

An extremely luxurious golden palace attire was originally made of apricot yellow cloth, but because it was mixed with gold thread, the color was dimmed. It didn't have the original bright yellow color, and instead it was a mixed cloth. A dark golden color.

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