"Deserves a beating!"
The Mad King slapped the pillow, but the force was not strong. If the force was strong, his hands hurt and his heart ached.
Su family, Yingzhou, that's where he grew up. From the age of five to seventeen, those were the twelve happiest years of his life.
After that, there was no restful night's sleep.
Things have changed and people have changed. The Su family is no longer the Su family, and Gu Huaijiu is no longer Xiaojiu.
If Chu Ziyang had not come to Beijing, he would have found a way to bring his daughter back, but the fact was that he had to stay in Beijing.
This feeling of being helpless made Gu Huaijiu particularly regretful. If he had been strong enough, he would have given her the best as soon as the child was born.
I don’t know how much time passed, but all I knew was that the lights in the room were all out.
The Mad King woke up from a broken dream. He couldn't remember what he had just dreamed. He only felt a little headache.
His brain was still numb from being drunk and his throat was dry. He wanted to get up and take a sip of tea, but the pillow in his hand was empty.
The Mad King reached forward and felt like he had caught a ball of cotton.
The Mad King sat up. After confirming that his dazed ears heard the breathing of another person, he immediately jumped off the bed and turned on the lamp.
The skinny child shrank into a shrimp, with his coat and shoes still on. His face was relatively clean, but his hair was messy and there were a few withered yellow weeds.
The child was holding a melon in her hands. She frowned and muttered something.
The Mad King came closer again and heard her say: "Crazy dad, I'm hungry."
"Ha..." The Mad King exhaled from his nose and laughed helplessly.
He pinched his daughter's little cheek, looked at the melon she was holding, and sighed deeply: "Just eat this? No wonder you've lost weight again. How can I make you chubby? Huh?"
"Peach core..."
The Mad King called out to the door, "Hot water, rice soup..."
The mad king finally regained his energy after clearing the gloom, and called out to Banqu outside the door, "Banqu goes and summons all the imperial doctors."
All?
Your daughter is just asleep, not fainted.
As for keeping so many people awake at night?
At this moment, Xuan Hui, standing on the roof of Yusheng Garden, holding his sword, had already scolded the Mad King for being inhumane dozens of times in his heart.
If he hadn't been unable to take care of children, he might have sent this little waste to Wuya, Yishan.
But when he thought about Luo Luo setting fire to Liang Yue in Wenyu Academy, he was a little worried, fearing that he would scare the little waste again.
The only place that can take good care of and coax the little waste and ensure her safety is Yusheng Garden.
Xuanhui sat down and touched the big round head of the big dog next to him. He looked down at the candlelight in the small courtyard and saw the servants getting busy.
When the little waste is away, this yard seems to be dead, without any popularity at all.
He originally wanted to beat up the God of Marriage from the sky, but he also heard the meaning behind Hua Niang's words. Someone deliberately tied too many red threads of marriage, and this person was definitely one level higher than the God of Marriage. , even the God of Marriage can’t untie it.
Needless to say, the only thing left to do is to directly recite the name of the Emperor of Heaven.
This old guy is getting more and more fond of doing things behind his back.
So is the red thread on his hand real, or is it an extra?
Xuan Hui didn't know what he was thinking, so he unconsciously explored Liang Yue's whereabouts and found that this little waste was already outside Yingzhou City.
Then why doesn't she come back? No more spiritual power? Or was he caught?
So our Demon Judge involuntarily opened a space and reached the little waste.
This child was huddled in the corner of the ruined temple, sleeping deeply and not even opening a barrier. How big his heart was!
But she also knew that changing into men's clothing and a different face would not protect herself at all.
Xuanhui removed the spell from Liang Yue's face and sat next to her. He wanted to touch her face, but he was worried that his hands would be cold and he would wake her up.
"Gu Liangyue."
Xuanhui called the little waste in a very soft voice, and the little waste just rubbed against him, maybe looking for something to hold.
"Gu Liangyue."
Xuan Hui secretly called a few more times, and the little waste held her thumb with her hand. She murmured, but said nothing. She just frowned slightly, as if she was dreaming.
He didn't care what Hua Niang said. If he asked her to see the reality for herself, how old was she! There will be plenty of time to get to know her in the future.
Without hesitation, Xuanhui wrapped the little waste in a cloak and brought it back.
"Yam." Xuanhui plucked Yam's ear and asked him, "Can you laugh?"
"Woo!"
Yam nodded, stuck out his tongue, and made a "hahaha" sound.
It's really becoming more and more like a dog.
"How ugly."
Maybe he should find a way to get rid of this red thread. The little good-for-nothing looks down on him so much. No matter how he looks at it, it is impossible for him to be married.
Moreover, if Ranran knew, would she be unhappy?
"Just watch it from here!"
Xuanhui left, leaving only the yam.
Yam raised his head and howled loudly. Only a few wild wolves in the distant mountains on the outskirts of the city responded to him, and they were all males.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Yam felt heartbroken.
When Liang Yue woke up, she was startled and closed her eyes again when she saw her crazy father's face.
"I must be dreaming!"
Liang Yue covered her head, shook it, opened her arms again, and saw the crazy father again.
"Dad, what are you doing in Yingzhou?"
The mad king touched his daughter's hair that was not yet dry: "You are in a coma, you have gone home."
Liang Yue sat up, her fatigue was indeed gone, and she didn't know how long she had slept.
"How did I get back?"
This is indeed Yusheng Garden, but she is clearly... sleeping in a ruined temple.
Liang Yue pinched her arm hard, and the Mad King quickly pulled her to his side and put her hands on his cheeks.
"Did you touch it? It's not a dream!"
The pain and touch made Liang Yue's IQ return a little.
"Really? Are you back?"
Liang Yue asked again, and when her crazy father nodded, she cried "Wow"!
"Dad. I was wrong! I will never show off again!"
Liang Yue hugged the Mad King's neck, and her tense spirit could finally relax.
"Dad, let me tell you, Yingzhou is scary! Those monks are like demons. In order to kill demons, they disowned their relatives! I will never go to that wretched place again!"
The mad king patted his daughter's back gently, then brushed the peach core that came in to deliver the medicine out with his hands.
"That's right, how old are you? You just want to save the world? Why don't you just stay in the palace and be a pampered princess?"
Crazy dad didn’t discipline her? Liang Yue wanted to cry even more.
"I'm sorry, Daddy, I lost Gu Beidou!"
"If it's lost, it's lost. We won't be surprised if it comes back!"
This was not what the Mad King planned. He planned to teach his daughter a lesson. He would first slap her a few times, then say some harsh words, and finally punish her by not being allowed to leave Yusheng Garden for a month.
But as soon as the girl sheds tears, all the cruelty disappears, and only the heartache remains. "
Liang Yue didn't wonder which kind person sent her back. She only knew that the golden nest and silver nest were not as good as her own doghouse, and the feeling of home was the best.
