Hua Fan was immersed in his brain, and suddenly the sound of footsteps came to the door... It was Yanhong's tears.
Hua Cai frowned. It seemed that her little thought of asking for more gossip from her illegitimate daughter would be tragically destroyed. However, since the protagonist of the gossip has appeared now, there is no need to ask the children about anything.
"Cough cough." Hua Fan coughed twice as she pretended to behave, squatted down intimately, hugged the little girl with one hand, pointed to the door and said to her, "A Yuan A Yuan, your father is here."
Yan Honglei walked in in a military uniform and heard the words of Huabing, and couldn't help but feel stunned.
The little girl stopped talking and looked at the door with no expression on her face. One...two...three. A full quarter of an hour passed, but Hua Feng still didn't see the tear-jerking scene of the expectant father and daughter meeting. The air between them and the smoke and red tears seemed to have frozen, and could fall down at any time, fall to the ground, and fall to pieces.
Yanhonglei snorted coldly: "I am not the father of this little cat."
Hua Fan expressed his understanding. "I won't tell others." She said, and swore in a clichéd manner: "Heaven and Earth know you and I know. If one day the wind leaks in his mouth, the heaven will kill the earth and the heaven will blow five thunders."
Yan Honglei expressed no concern at the poisonous oath she made. She didn't even look at the girl Hua Bai hugged her. She continued to sneer and smiled dryly, "What does it have to do with me if you are struck by lightning? I have said that I am not the father of this kitten."
"Uh..." Hua Fan thought for a while and said seriously: "Don't say that, the child's mother is gone. You should give the child a title that he should have, even if it is a mother who died for her, you must not refuse to recognize her..."
Yanhong cried couldn't laugh anymore, and the embarrassment on her face turned into laughter and crying. "How did you know that her mother passed away? What did her mother have to do with me if she dies?"
Hua rolled her eyes and was a little angry. "How can you, a father, be so heartless? She is your biological daughter. How can you not recognize her with your eyes open like this?"
Yanhong's eyes stared into two round blue eggs. "Who told you that she is my daughter?"
Hua Yuan did not give in at all: "It was her own words, so naturally she would not be wrong. If you don't believe it, ask her." As she said that, she gently patted A Yuan's shoulder and pushed her forward. But A Yuan did not move forward, but kept shrinking into Hua Yuan's arms. She looked at Yan Honglei with a confused look on her face and kept shaking her head.
The flower was confused and was confused for a moment. Looking at the smoke and tears, and then looking at A Yuan, the more you look, the more confused you become.
"Is this... your father?" Hua Fei asked A Yuan with the last glimmer of hope.
A Yuan looked at Hua Feng's face and shook her head vigorously.
Hua Rolled her eyes and turned black, so stiff that she couldn't say a word. She tried to smile and relieve the awkward atmosphere. But the corners of her mouth seemed to have a big stone weighing thousands of pounds, and she couldn't laugh at it anyway. While hesitating, her arms loosened, and A Yuan had already broken free from her arms and ran away.
"Dad, Dad." She ran out of the door while looking for her father. The carp-shaped jade pendant on her neck made a jingle sound.
Hua Feng lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Yanhong Cai. Her sixth sense could easily feel Yanhong Cai's gaze was cutting her into pieces...
"It's not my fault." Hua Fan argued, "You don't like children so much and have no relatives. There is a little girl next to you. I must think a lot." Her words were nothing wrong. Yan Honglei sighed on her face, waved her hand, indicating that she didn't want to be as knowledgeable as her.
Hua Feng felt like he was granted a general amnesty and let out a long breath. Then he raised his head and looked at Yanhong Tears. His complexion looked a little worse than in the morning, a little haggard, as if he was worried about something.
Hua Fan couldn't help but wonder what was in this world that made this great immortal Wuyou so annoyed. But she was clearly nervous. When Yan Honglei was in a bad mood, she would definitely not have a good ending.
So she changed to another curious thing and asked Yanhonglei: "Who is Ayuan's father? He lives here too?" She looked back and forth, and tiptoed to the outside of the door. "Um... There is a man living here, and you are still helping him take care of the children... Um... Have you broken your sleeves recently and divided them into peaches." Before the joke was finished, Yanhonglei pulled a book from the coffee table at hand, and threw it at Huafeng with a "bang".
Hua Ban ran to the railing and ran to the railing. The book with smoky tears pounced on the wall. She let out a sigh of relief and once again understood the truth that the words were not alive.
"You seem to be very idle today. Why don't you accompany the king of the devastated country to come to find the bad luck of me, the defeated general? Could it be that you were swept out of the house?" Yan Honglei also walked out, holding the railing, turning his face to the side, and said to Hua Fan. The scorching sun after noon made his blue eyes narrow slightly, and a graceful curve like a phoenix tail. He thought of the scene he saw on Jiangyu City Wall. The depression in his heart became even more difficult to reduce.
Hua Feng's face was also ugly. The person who said Yanhong and tears had no intention, but accidentally came to her current situation. She hugged her arms and lay on the railing with some depression, looking at Jiang Yucheng, which was not far away, thinking about it.
"Oh? Did I hit it?" Yan Honglei looked at her expression and felt a little surprised.
Hua Fei quickly raised his head, dispelled the sorrow in his eyes, and fooled him a few words to prevent him from being suspicious.
"Who is her father who is that little girl named A Yuan? Since you said you don't have the habit of breaking your sleeves, why bother hiding it from me?" Hua Cai smiled, letting the sorrow disappear with her smile.
"Um..." Yan Honglei hesitated for a moment and said, "Actually, it's okay to tell you. Do you know that the leader of Jiang Yucheng is the one I wrote to you on the battle report?"
"Gu Diao?" Hua Feng was shocked.
Yanhong nodded, defaulting.
"A Yuan is his daughter." Yan Honglei said.
"Oh... So that's it." Hua Feng suddenly realized something, suddenly remembered something, and asked Yanhong shed tears: "Why did the Gu Diao not appear in the middle and rear of the Crane Wing Array during the Battle of Jiangyucheng as written in the battle report?"
Yanhonglei smiled mysteriously at her and said, "Of course I didn't let him show up, so he didn't show up."
Hua Fan was a little suspicious. She knew that the general could not escape in the battle, but a sect was a serious crime to kill the nine clans. The main generals of a city generally would not easily commit the world's slander. Besides, before the war started, the Crane Wing Formation had a full chance of winning, and Gu Diao seemed to have no reason to withdraw. She looked at Yanhong Tears, Yanhong Tears, but she smiled without saying a word.
Hua Fan thought for a moment and understood.
"You are so despicable." Hua Fan said. Yanhonglei must have used A Yuan as a threat to ask Gu Diao to withdraw from the Battle of Jiang Yu.
"Each one another." Yan Honglei raised her eyebrows, without any guilt on her face.
"You should accumulate some virtue, and you won't go to hell in your next life." Hua Fan said. She liked the little girl named A Yuan very much. Her father, Tang Chong, was also a general. She saw some shadows of her childhood from A Yuan.
"I will take care of his daughter for him and prevent him from going to the battlefield to die. Isn't this accumulating virtue? I think that all the virtues I accumulate can be directly attained and ascended to immortality. How could I go to hell?" Yanhong tearfully retorted.
Hua Feng shook her head, knowing that she couldn't argue with him, so she gave up automatically. "Okay, whatever you want. Anyway, this is already like this. Now that the war is in chaos, you can take good care of her for her father." She emphasized.
"Whether she dies or immortals, both of me." Yan Honglei was still as unrestrained as ever.
Hua Qiang curled her lips and ignored him. She knew that although Yan Honglei had a poisonous mouth, she would never hurt the unarmed weak.
Outside the railings, above the cliff, the sun has begun to slant westward. Flowers have calculated the time. If they want to rush back at dusk, they can no longer stay for a long time.
"Are you going back?" Yan Honglei was very sensitive to the desire to say goodbye.
"Yeah." Hua snorted. When she mentioned going back, she felt like a big piece of lead was filled with her heart, and she felt heavy as if her heart was about to stop.
She spread her wings, sighed softly with the help of her wings, and then flew out of the railing.
"Take good care of A Yuan." Hua turned her head and finally reminded Yanhonglei.
Yanhong tear cut it off and turned back.
There was nothing to divert attention, and she flew out of the mountains and even her gaze became unobstructed. She had to stare at the isolated city of Jiangyucheng, and she had to think about Shangguan Jinnian and how to face him again.
Distance produces beauty. This is true, and there is absolutely no exception to Shangguan Jinnian and Huafeng. When the two of them revealed all the secrets they hidden deep in, uncovered each other's last scars, and made each other bloody, they could no longer be honest with each other.
The river was surging, and Jiangyucheng was getting closer and closer. The flower turned down and was about to dive. But she seemed to hear someone calling her name in her ears. She searched around suspiciously and saw a small boat floating in the middle of the river. The sound seemed to be coming from there. She thought it was an illusion and continued to fly forward, but not too far, the sound came from behind again. No matter what, it didn't seem to be wrong.
Hua Feng stretched out one hand to block the sunlight and looked down carefully. The boat's hull was designed very small, floating on the wide river surface, as if it could be swept away by the waves immediately.