In a single-family building somewhere in Huangcheng, Song Ji rang the doorbell. After a while, a figure opened the door with a cursing voice.
"Song Yi, you just came here yesterday, don't you know I'm busy?"
Ye He stared at the huge dark circles under his eyes and appeared at the door. His handsome face was covered with stubble, and his face was also quite haggard, not to mention the red bloodshot eyes.
"Xiao Guilan is here."
These five words popped out, and Ye He rushed out of the door in an instant, pushing Song Jiu aside. You blocked me from seeing my daughter.
Song Ji managed to steady himself and didn't fall directly to the ground.
"Dad, I'm coming."
Ye Guilan opened his mouth and was hugged by Ye He. His father's breath full of herbs rushed directly into his nose, and Ye Guilan opened his arms to hug him tightly.
The father and daughter hugged each other tightly, and neither of them said a word.
"Ye He, is Song Ji here?"
Inside the house, a desperate voice came, "Let him in, don't act like you're chasing him away, do you hear me?"
Bang.
There was a sound like something rolling down the stairs. The expressions of the father and daughter changed, and they rushed into the house.
Sure enough, at the bottom of the stairs, Wan Qi Wugui propped himself up and leaned there. Ye He's eyes turned red when he saw it, "Does it hurt from the fall? Is your leg okay?"
"It's okay, it's okay."
Wan Qi Wugui smiled helplessly, "I'm not made of glass. I'll break it if I touch it. It's just accidental. I really didn't..."
Ye He wanted to pick her up, but was pushed to the side by a hand. You are blocking my daughter!
"Gui Lan!"
Wan Qi Wugui, who was sitting there, shouted excitedly, "Gui Lan! Come here! Come here, mother!"
Ye Guilan's eyes heated up, and she rushed over, into her mother's warm and pleasant-smelling arms. She hugged her tightly with her desperate arms, and whispered with red eyes, "Let my mother see it quickly."
Look, are you injured?"
"Mom, I'm not hurt."
Ye Guilan shook his head quickly, Wan Qi Wugui held her little face in his hands, looked at it, and smiled, "Don't lie to me."
"I'll carry you up first."
Ye He walked over, but was glared at by Wan Qi Wugui. He pursed his lips a little aggrievedly and stood silently beside him, his eyes drifting to Wan Qi Wugui's legs from time to time.
Song Ji walked in and closed the door. Seeing Ye He shrunk in front of his wife, he couldn't help turning his face and suppressing a smile.
Ye He, who was so arrogant, could be so obedient sometimes.
"You don't need to hold me, my daughter can hold me." Wan Qi Wugui slightly let go of Ye Guilan and looked at her husband next to him, "Obey, you go and rest."
"My formula still needs to be studied. Besides, I am an illusory god, so I don't need..."
"Damn man, just go and rest when I ask you to, why are there so many reasons!"
"...Okay, I'm going to rest."
Ye He let out a long sigh and stroked his forehead with his hand. He had been neglecting sleep and food for quite a long time. He was immersed in developing the formula and had exhausted his spiritual energy.
Ye Guilan looked at her father and found it hard to believe that her father, who had always been independent-minded, could be so obedient.
"Go quickly."
Wan Qi Wugui urged her, Ye He looked at his daughter, and Ye Guilan quickly said, "Don't worry, dad, I will never leave to guard your mother."
"good."
Ye He reached out and rubbed her head, then walked up slowly. Wan Qi Wugui sighed when he saw him going upstairs.
"In three months, he will collapse if he continues like this."
"Mom is right, even the Phantom God can't bear it." Ye Guilan reached out and hugged Wan Qi Wugui, only to realize that her weight was much lighter than he thought.
"Mom, have you eaten well?"
Ye Guilan carefully put Wan Qi Wugui on the wheelchair in the living room. Wan Qi Wugui smiled and said, "My body needs a period of time to replenish itself. This is normal."
"I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
Song Ji spoke, and Wan Qi Wugui nodded to him, "Thank you for your hard work, bring Gui Lan over."
"It's a small matter. I'll come back to you after Ye He's elixir is decided on the auction date."
"good."
Song Yi walked to the door and stopped, "Ye He may not be able to get what he wants, even if it's magic medicine. You should make him somewhat mentally prepared for this."
"Okay, I will talk to him."
Wan Qi Wugui smiled helplessly. Song Ji nodded and opened the door and walked out. Ye Guilan knelt in front of Wan Qi Wugui and asked, "Mom, what do you want to exchange the fantasy medicine for?"
"I don't know the specifics, but it probably has something to do with my legs." Wan Qi Wugui looked down at his legs, "Even if these legs are useless, as long as I can be with you again, I will be fine no matter what."
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"But you shouldn't have died. Wanqi Wujiang had so many plans for you. If it weren't for him, your Wanqi bloodline wouldn't have awakened so quickly, let alone...!"
The desperate hands held Ye Guilan's hand tightly and gently stroked her black hair, "Silly boy, am I not right in front of you now?"
Ye Guilan threw herself into her arms and lay on her mother's lap, "Mom, there is something I want to tell you first. It's about Xiaoju."
"Xiaoju?"
Wan Qi Wugui was a little depressed. Ye Guilan raised his head and took a deep breath, telling the story of the conspiracy that started when Wan Qi Wujiang left the dragon egg. Wan Qi Wugui's face was filled with shock. After listening,
She fell into a long silence, as if she was digesting this series of facts that she couldn't even believe.
Ye Guilan knelt in front of her and did not speak. She had no right to interfere in Xiao Ju's affairs. The little maid was following her mother.
"Synthetic monster... is this what Xiaoju is like?"
After a long while, Wan Qi Wugui murmured, and raised his hand to cover his forehead. His wavy hair seemed to be exploding, which was a sign that an angry volcano was about to erupt.
"It turns out that from that time on, he was no longer him."
Wan Qi Wu Gui whispered, "At such an early age, he was already... no longer my brother."
Ye Guilan frowned and knelt there quietly. Wan Qi Wugui raised his head and still had the shock in his eyes that had not subsided. Where should the female insect in Xiao Ju's body go? There was always only one answer.
It is impossible for this female insect to survive, let alone the possibility for Wanqi Wujiang to obtain it.
"So, there is no other way?"
Ye Guilan nodded, "The female insect has been in Xiaoju's body since the beginning, and was raised with the true dragon blood in her body, and has become one with her."
Wan Qi Wu Gui raised his head and let out a long sigh.
"Xiao Ju has been with me for a long, long time. I still remember that when she took me away from the Wanqi clan, she was not very good at flying and she directly crushed my little shabby house."
Ye Guilan looked at his mother's face that never looked down, "Mom, is it possible for dad to..."
"No matter how great Ye He Pharmaceutical is, he can't kill the female insect and let Xiao Ju survive." Wan Qi Wugui took a deep breath, "After all, after being fused for so long, how could it be possible to separate...
"
If you want to live, live together.
If we want to die, we can only die together.
Ye Guilan's voice was stuck in his throat. Is there really no other way?
"Let Xiaoju come out, I haven't seen her for a long, long time."
Wan Qi Wugui spoke softly, Ye Guilan nodded, a stream of light sprang out directly from the beast ring, and a small figure rushed out of the light and rushed towards Wan Qi Wugui.
"Miss! Miss!"
The little maid cried with tears streaming down her face and hugged Wan Qi Wugui tightly in the wheelchair. She couldn't say anything else except calling her "Miss."
Wan Qi Wu Gui's eyes were red and she opened her arms to hold her tightly, "Xiao Ju, it's really been too long."
Xiaoju cried loudly and said breathlessly, "Miss, I finally...finally waited for you, wuwuwuwu, miss, I miss you so much, I really miss you..."
Ye Guilan stood there, her eyes couldn't help but feel sore, she missed her mother's Xiaoju so much, Xiaoju who had been with her mother for so long, Xiaoju who liked her mother so much... why did it have to be Xiaoju.
Does playing with people's hearts just make you happy, forever?
Your mother is your only remaining relative in this world. How many times do you want to hurt her?
"Don't cry anymore. I haven't seen you for so long and you still love crying as much as before."
Wan Qi Wu Gui patted Xiao Ju's back and wiped the little maid's tear-filled face with his hand, "Thank you for accompanying Gui Lan when she grew up for so many years."
"The little miss is very powerful now, woo woo, it's all thanks to the little miss that I can become a ghost."
"Are you already at the phantom level? That's amazing."
Wan Qi Wugui raised a smile and pinched Xiao Ju's cheek. The little maid smiled sheepishly, "Miss, have I become stronger?"
"Of course!"
"That's good, I've become stronger and can better protect the young lady and the little lady!"
After hearing this sentence, the mother and daughter looked at each other with great understanding, with a sense of sourness lingering in their hearts.
"What's wrong with Miss's leg?"
Xiaoju's attention was quickly attracted again, "Isn't it convenient for Miss to walk with her legs? I have learned many other forms now. Miss can go out without a wheelchair in the future. I can just take Miss with me!"
Wan Qi Wugui looked at Xiao Ju's cheerful and bright little face, looked at her big eyes full of his own reflection, and nodded vigorously, "Okay, you will take me with you from now on, but don't destroy the house again."
"No, no, no, I've already flown with the little lady. The flying should be okay."
"Heipi taught me this. He is so powerful!"
"Who is Heipi?"
"It's another fantasy dragon that's following the little lady. It's much better than me at transforming into other forms. It taught me the several forms I know. I can show it to the lady now!"
"Don't worry, I will see it later."
Wan Qi Wugui pulled Xiao Ju and held the little maid's wrist tightly. Xiao Ju looked at her with a smile, "Miss, are you hungry? Can I make you something to eat?"
"……good."
Wan Qi Wu Gui's voice was slightly choked, as if he couldn't suppress the emotions in his heart. Ye Guilan quickly stepped forward, "I'm hungry too, and I want to eat too!"
"Okay, I remember what the young lady and the young lady like to eat."
Xiao Ju walked to the kitchen excitedly and started to show off her cooking skills. Ye Guilan pushed the wheelchair in one direction, and Wan Qi Wugui turned his back to Xiao Ju and raised his hand to wipe away the tears that were about to fall from his eyes.
"mother……"
Wan Qi Wu Gui sat in the wheelchair and shook his head, "Before your father wakes up, don't tell Xiao Ju anything. For these few days, just pretend that these things... don't exist, okay Gui Lan?"
"good."
Ye Guilan clenched the handle of the wheelchair and turned to look at the cheerful and busy figure in the kitchen. She remembered that in Ye Guilan's vague memory, Xiaoju was like this too. She was busy working in that house and had three meals a day.
From the hands of the little maid.
Her father didn't know how to cook or do housework at all. When Ye Guilan was crying and fussy as a child, it was mostly Xiaoju who calmed her down.
The little maid would gently hold Ye Guilan in her arms, coaxing her and whispering to her. No matter how long it took, Ye Guilan would not let go as long as she cried.
Ye Guilan suddenly raised her face and held back the tears in her eyes.
Such a peaceful time made her feel like a knife was cutting her heart and she was in unbearable pain.