Kick the wrong car door and ride the wrong horse

Yan Qiaotian patted the back of Wu Fugan's hand, and said dotingly: "Don't scare him, at least he is your father."

"Hmph." Wu Fuqian raised his head in dissatisfaction, not looking at Wu Qiong.

Yan Qiaotian sighed slightly: "Master Wu, I don't know about your past grievances, but I believe that Wu Fuqian is your son, so you don't need to look for any evidence, because the biggest evidence is the soul. Mother, as long as she wakes up, everything will be revealed."

"Hey, why are you turning your elbows outward? Don't forget that I am your wife." Wu Fuqian let go of Yan Qiaotian's arm in displeasure, and said with a pout.

"Why did I turn my elbow out, he is your father, that is, my father-in-law, how dare I offend him?" Yan Qiaotian looked at him with a bigger smile and said.

"Who said he was your father-in-law, he obviously didn't believe that I was his son." Wu Fuqian glanced at Wu Qiong and said.

Yan Qiaotian shook his head helplessly and said with a smile: "Even if you want to take revenge on him, there's no need to use this method, right?"

"Hmph." Wu Fuqian crossed his hands in front of his chest, and sat down on the chair beside him unhappily.

Yan Qiaotian stepped forward and cupped her hands and said, "Master, since you love your wife so much, how can you doubt her? Although love is deeply responsible, but deep down in your heart, you should regard Wu Fuqian as your wife." For your own son, or for so many years, what supported your upbringing of him, don't tell me it's for revenge, I don't believe it. "

Wu Qiong said stubbornly: "Hmph, it's just for revenge, can't it?"

"Big boss, don't worry about it, he's just a slut, wishing I could die sooner." Wu Fuqian replied stubbornly.

"Hehe, look, you father and son have such similar personalities, who would dare to say that you are not real father and son?" Yan Qiaotian said while looking at Wu Fuqian playfully.

From Wu Fuqian's evasive eyes just now, Yan Qiaotian had already seen something was wrong, and then he realized that Wu Fuqian was probably holding a sigh of relief in his heart, thinking that Wu Qiong had never been as good to him as he was to his sister since he was a child. , so I wanted to take this opportunity to hit him. All of this is just a child's heart, he just needs someone to coax him.

Both Wu Qiong and Wu Fuqian gave each other blank looks, but neither of them spoke.

Yan Qiaotian looked at the atmosphere a little embarrassed, so he smiled and said: "Actually, Lingniang's body is not in serious trouble, but she has lost all her martial arts and internal strength, so she is so weak, let's wait a little longer, wait When she wakes up, won't everything come to light?"

Wu Fuqian immediately got up and organized: "Yan Qiaotian, I asked you to help me, what are you doing now?"

"Why didn't I help you? I was helping you, wasn't I?" Yan Qiaotian took his hand and smiled lightly.

"But..." Wu Fuqian was about to say something, but was interrupted by Wu Jiajia who rushed in panting, "Quick, go and see, mother, mother is awake."

Wu Qiong also stood up nervously. After everyone was stunned for a moment, they quickly ran to the backyard.

Before reaching the small courtyard, she heard the heart-piercing cry of the spirit bride: "My son, my son."

Wu Fuqian was startled, and his feet moved even faster.

Everyone was almost left behind by him, Yan Qiaotian watched his swift figure, and gradually slowed down.

The spirit maiden was wearing a black coat and was jumping around in the yard. The maid behind her kept calling, "Madam, come down quickly, it's dangerous."

Suddenly, Lingniang ran to a rockery, and the gap under her feet made her look so dangerous. Wu Fuqian, who had just entered the yard, couldn't help but feel entangled in his heart. Without thinking, he stepped forward and grabbed Lingniang , Said: "Mother, my son is here, here."

Lingniang glanced at Wu Fuqian with her unfocused eyes, then pushed him away heavily, and said, "My godson is still so young, how could it be you?"

Wu Fuqian's feet were unsteady, and he almost fell off the rockery. Fortunately, Yan Qiaotian stepped forward and took him down the rockery, then pulled his body that was about to move forward, and said: "I see, she doesn't know you anymore, you Don't go up to provoke her anymore."

"Impossible, I am her son, how could she not know me?" Wu Fuqian's eyes lost focus, he turned to look at Yan Qiaotian and said in disbelief, "She is my mother, she will definitely not know me of."

Yan Qiao angelically pulled him, and said thoughtfully: "Have you forgotten what Empress Qing Hua said back then?"

Wu Fuqian stood where he was, staring at Yan Qiaotian with his brows furrowed.

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Empress Qinghua personally sent them out of the pass, and said a lot along the way. As the heir of a small country, Xiaohong shouldered a heavy burden, but she promised that as long as she was in power for one day, she would never invade the Central Plains, so the Central Plains The emperor and the people can rest assured.

Although Xiaohong was indeed a little young for an empress, Yan Qiaotian and the others were still at ease with the help of Empress Qinghua by her side.

"Master, you have to be mentally prepared. The spirit lady may never wake up in this life, and even if she wakes up, she may not be the same as before. I think Wu Gangzhu is so sad, I dare not talk to him. Said, I only dare to tell the head of the family, I hope that the head of the family can relieve the chief Wu more and more along the way, as long as the mother is still alive, then everything will be enough." The empress Qing Hua looked at Wu Fuqian's haggard face on the carriage, and said to Yan Qiao Tian said softly.

Yan Qiaotian couldn't help looking at Wu Fuqian, he sighed deeply and said, "Do you think he will hate me?"

"Actually, even if the head of the family didn't tell her her own inner strength and mentality, the spirit mother escaped this disaster. Just look at Yu Wenhao and you will know, so don't blame yourself for the head of the family." Qinghua Niangniang looked at the land of the Central Plains, She cupped her hands and said, "I won't be far away, I hope I will have a chance to meet the master again in this life."

"There will be a period later." Yan Qiaotian also cupped his hands and said.

On the way back to Aotianmen, Yan Qiaotian has been intentionally or unintentionally telling him about the situation of Empress Qinghua, and telling Wu Fuqian. He thought that he had already made sufficient preparations for such a result, but he did not expect that when the real When they met, Wu Fuqian still couldn't restrain the loss in his heart.

"Tell me, is she really crazy?" Wu Fuqian looked at Yan Qiaotian with tears in his eyes and asked.

"No matter what happens to her, as long as she is still alive, then we still have hope." Yan Qiaotian held Wu Fuqian tightly in his arms, who could understand the feeling of losing his mother better than him Woolen cloth?

"Take me and my mother to leave, this Aotianmen, I don't want to stay any longer." Wu Fuqian leaned on Yan Qiaotian's chest and said softly.

"it is good."