Chapter 398: There are many gossips in front of the widow's door
"Liu'er, why did you suddenly ask this question?" Yao Huanhua came back from his thoughts and looked at Liu'er with a smile, "Maybe you think the Emperor of Qi is very good."
Liu'er rolled her eyes at Yao Huanxi and said, "I don't think so. Master doesn't like him, and I don't like him either." After saying that, he turned around with the book and walked outside.
Yao Huanhua seemed to think that Liu'er was a bit extreme, especially every time she mentioned the Emperor of Qi, Li Moran, she became very angry. She deliberately chuckled and said, "I didn't say that I hated him." Although she didn't hate him,
But I don’t like it either.
After Liu'er heard what she said, she jumped in from outside and said, "Master, you must not like him."
Yao Huanhua looked at Liu'er who was overly anxious and laughed, "How could I possibly like him? Such a man is too dangerous. Besides, is it possible for me to be your master?" A widow who gave birth to a child said,
Which emperor would like it unless his eyes were soaked in dog shit.
Then again, he is the great emperor of Qi and Chu, ruling two countries. How can he have the time to care about her, a little widow of the Yan Kingdom? She and he are simply people from two different worlds, and there will definitely be no intersection.
If we start from the husband's side, they are two asymptotes that may seem very close, but will never intersect.
Liu'er looked at Yao Huanxi suspiciously, blinked, hesitated for a while, and suddenly spoke again, "Master, if it is really possible, will you go to Qigong?"
Yao Huanxi was startled for a moment, and then laughed, while Liu'er on the side looked serious.
After laughing, Yao Huanhuan also said with a serious face, "If you don't go, I won't go to the Tomb of the Living Dead even if you kill me." But there was some doubt in his heart: Liu'er was feeling strange today.
Before she could think about it, a pink ball rolled into the house from outside and jumped straight into her arms, shouting, "Mommy, Mommy, look." He held a painting in his hand and splashed the water.
Wang Wang's watery eyes looked at Yao Huanxi, and he said with a milky voice, "Mommy, look, brother said daddy is like this."
Yao Huanxi glanced at Liu'er who nodded silently, smiled, leaned down and took the painting from Li Moyan's hand. He took a beautiful look and saw that the person in the painting was exactly the same as his son Li Moyi, and his smile froze.
I remember one day, her son Li Moyi asked what their father looked like. She just replied casually, maybe he looks like you. In fact, she was also thinking about what her dead husband looked like, until she looked at this
After reading the painting, she was convinced that her husband should look like this.
The man in the painting is lifelike, with a pair of red phoenix eyes that can steal people's soul. Under his tall and handsome aquiline nose is a faint smile with cherry lips, and his three thousand blue silk hairs are as shiny as a black waterfall.
It was draped lazily, indescribably familiar.
She looked at her daughter Li Moyan, who had a happy face, and sighed in her heart: As a single mother who was once an orphan, she only dared to tell her children that their father had gone to a far away place, and that he would wait until they grew up.
came back, and the children would often pester her about their father.
She knew nothing about her dead husband. She could only learn from Liu'er that he was extremely good-looking and treated her well. These were just a few words. Liu'er never mentioned anything deeper, and
She also found that she could tell from Liu'er's words that Yao Huanxi had some unpleasantness with her dead husband.
Although she wanted to know what had happened between them, she did not delve into it. After all, the past had passed, and the people who had passed away had become history.