Ye Wuchen bent down, picked up the dress that slipped from Hua Shuirou's hand on the ground. This is a coat worn by a man, Ye Wuchen knew at the first glance that this dress was not made for her father, but for him, not only the size matched his figure three years ago, but also Even the color and style are the ones he is most used to wearing. "Is this made for me?" he asked.
"Hmm..." Hua Shuirou responded in a low voice: "This, it's almost finished, it's just that my husband... has grown up, so I need to change it."
She "dead" for three years, but she was still making clothes for herself, Ye Wuchen asked: "Before, did you often make clothes for me?"
"Every time I miss my husband, I will make clothes for him. Husband, look." Hua Shuirou walked to the biggest wardrobe and opened it: "I made these for my husband."
This wardrobe is more than one meter wide and nearly two meters high. It is full of neatly stacked clothes, white, gray, light blue... coats, bottoms, cotton clothes, and even fleeces, underwear, shoes and socks. One of a kind, each one is the color and style he likes.
"And here." Hua Shuirou hurriedly opened the closet next to her, and showed him the clothes she made for him when she missed him in the past three years with a happy face.
"And this... this... and here too... this box contains the shoes I made for my husband... Dad asked me to move them out and put them in other places many times. I could dream that my husband came back suddenly, and then I put on the clothes I made for my husband... Today, my husband really came back."
"My husband has never liked to wear thick clothes. When it is cold, I will knit a lot of scarves and make a lot of cotton-padded clothes and shoes for my husband, otherwise I will freeze to death there. It turns out that my husband has been fine. One It’s a pity that I didn’t wear any of them.”
Crying, release of accumulated sorrow is followed by joy and joy. With a little distress, she happily told him. Ye Wuchen's eyes were slightly wet, and the deep warmth and emotion were intertwined and surging in his heart like a stormy sea. He could only say to himself over and over that in this life, he could never owe her any more.
"It's just..." Her expression darkened a little: "My husband has grown up now, these clothes must not be suitable anymore."
"Stupid, how could it be? I've only grown a little bit taller, and I haven't gotten fatter or thinner. How could it be inappropriate? It seems that I don't have to worry about running out of clothes for the next ten or eight years. "Ye Wuchen smiled gratefully and dotingly, but Hua Shuirou had a timid face, and said softly: "But, these are all handmade coarse cloth clothes, your husband should be dressed in luxury, how can..."
Ye Wuchen interrupted her: "Stupid words again, they are all made for me by my little Rourou, it's hard to buy a piece of it with thousands of dollars, how can it be compared with those luxurious clothes. He raised his arm and said with a smile: "My clothes are a bit old, can you change them for me?"
"En!" Hua Shuirou was overjoyed, and happily walked over to help him change his clothes.
Hua Zhentian sat in his study for a long time, he couldn't think of anything to pass the time when he was upset, he was fidgeting like a nail growing in his butt. After a long time, he finally couldn't sit still, and was going to eavesdrop on Ye Wuchen talking to his daughter, anyway, that kid Ye Wuchen lost all his skills, it was impossible to find him.
Under the strange eyes of those servants, Hua Zhentian tiptoed towards Hua Shuirou's room. Before approaching, the door was suddenly opened, Hua Shuirou pushed Ye Wuchen and walked out slowly, saw Hua Zhentian with a weird expression, and whispered: "Daddy."
Hua Zhentian had a ghost in his heart, so he adjusted his mentality with great difficulty, and explained in a pretentious manner: "I just came here... Cough cough, that, my dear girl, look, I said that this kid doesn't die so easily, you can ask him to give up in the future." Take care, if you lose it again, it won’t be so easy to come back.”
Hua Shuirou blushed slightly, lowered her head and said, "Yes, Daddy."
"Here, boy, continue!" Hua Zhentian flicked his hand, and threw a heavy bag of things onto Ye Wuchen's lap, a smell like gunpowder but not gunpowder came over, Ye Wuchen immediately knew what was inside, The corner of his mouth twitched slightly. Such a big bag of Zhentianlei was just thrown over. If it accidentally exploded, the entire Hua family would probably be wiped out.
Hua Shuirou let out an exclamation, and hurriedly stepped forward to carefully pick up the bag of Zhentianlei, and said in a low voice, "Daddy, my husband is not in good health now, how could he throw such a heavy thing over here."
Ye Wuchen smiled lightly: "It's okay, my father-in-law is doing it for my own good."
In Hua Zhentian's heart, it was a taste. When this husband came, she really lost her status as a father. Throwing something on him would make her feel bad. She immediately snorted angrily: "Boy, what is this?" It's a hundred shocking thunders. If any bastard wants to provoke you in the future, you should greet him vigorously. Even the king of heaven will blow him up... I'm not doing this for you, it's all for my daughter. If you If you dare to die for me, I will see if I don't dig your grave and throw ashes into it!"
He made a few vague remarks, then dropped two harsh words, then stared, dissatisfied: "Boy, do you want to leave with your posture? You've only been with my daughter for a while... No, no, no! You are not allowed to leave today, I have to stay with my daughter in her room tonight, and I can leave tomorrow, so my father and mother said go."
Ye Wuchen was covered in cold sweat, Hua Shuirou's face turned red, and he said angrily: "Father, you... what nonsense are you talking..."
Hua Zhentian slapped his head and said: "What's the matter, now everyone knows that you will never marry this kid in your life, so what's the point of sleeping together?"
"Woo..." Hua Shuirou stomped her feet, covered her face and ran away, but thinking of Ye Wuchen's inconvenience, she immediately folded back to support Ye Wuchen's wheelchair, without saying a word, and did not dare to lift her head rise.
If possible, Ye Wuchen really wanted to stand up and give this nervous "father-in-law" a slap in the face. With Hua Shuirou's personality, even if she was willing in her heart, how could she bear it if she said it so bluntly. The father of these nineteen years has been in vain.
He smiled helplessly: "Father-in-law, today is my first day back home, and I have a lot of things to deal with. I will come to see Rourou every day in the future. At the latest next spring, I will marry Rourou."
"Hmph, it's not too bad." Hua Zhentian didn't insist much, he hummed slightly, then lowered his voice, and said meaningfully: "I know you must have some important things to do, and I won't force you, but you have to remember The time limit I said. Before next spring!"
Ye San who drove them over hurriedly trotted over, and shouted respectfully before he got close: "Master Hua, young master, just now there was news from home that the emperor came to Ye's house in person and wanted to see young master, please come back quickly."
Ye Wuchen nodded to Hua Zhentian, and said judo to Hua Shui: "Rou Rou, send me out."
Hua Shuirou pushed the slightly bulky wooden wheelchair, and reluctantly sent him out of Hua's house.
Back at Ye's house, Long Yin was waiting for him in the yard with several people. He looked no different from three years ago, he didn't look old, but looked rosy, thinking that he had been quite moist in the past few years. On his right was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old man with a childish face, and he looked a little Delicate, fat and short boy, this boy has thick eyebrows, big eyes, dark skin, but an astonishingly thick body. The thickness of his two arms is completely out of proportion to his already thick body, and it is almost as thick as his thighs. , it is conceivable how great power is hidden in these terrifying arms.
Behind him are the three priests, Mr. Li and Mr. Liu, who seldom show up. Their positions behind Long Yin are actually a little behind that of the black and strong boy, which makes people wonder about the identity of this boy. Behind them were Lin Kuang and Lin Zhan. Except for these five people, Long Yin didn't bring anyone else with him.
As soon as Ye Wuchen appeared, several eyes fell on him. Ye Wuchen's eyes first fell on the black and strong boy. The moment their eyes collided, the eyes of the two of them flashed brightly for a moment.
With Ye San's push and support, Ye Wuchen approached Long Yin and the others, and shouted loudly: "Wuchen is inconvenient and unable to salute, please forgive me, Your Majesty and everyone."
Long Yin sized him up for a while, and then laughed heartily: "Ye Wuchen, you really surprised me again, you are worthy of the descendants of the Ye family, and you are worthy of being the one who has been passed down for the past three years." You are a genius who is like a true god who descended into the world. The God of War could not kill you, but was killed by you. Even Duan Hunyuan couldn't do anything to you. I am so gratified that you can come back safely, it is beyond words."
"Hehe, thank you for your concern, Your Majesty, what is the important matter of His Majesty's visit here?" Ye Wuchen smiled casually.
But Long Yin didn't answer, his eyes turned to his legs and the weird wheelchair he was sitting on, and he said in doubt: "I heard that although you didn't die in the Abyss of Duan Hun, your body is already disabled, is it true? Mr. Li , to find out if there is any way to recover."
Without waiting for Ye Wuchen to agree, Long Yin tilted his head and gestured to Mr. Li. Mr. Li nodded, and came to Ye Wuchen in a flash, and pressed his palm on Ye Wuchen's body. Ye Wuchen didn't even move, he smiled and said: "The emperor has his heart, but I know my physical condition, I am lucky to escape with my life, even if my body is disabled, why should I complain."
Mr. Li withdrew his hand for a while, returned to Long Yin's side, sighed long, lamented the passing of a peerless genius, shook his head and said: "His physical condition is many times worse than I expected before. The Great Wind Kingdom killed the God of War, and after killing Wanjun, it went through life and death again, and even the last trace of strength in the body was exhausted, the oil was exhausted, the lamps were exhausted, and there was no way to regenerate, it is already a miracle to be alive." His voice was a little lower He said: "Not only is it abolished, but it is impossible to have any cultivation base in the future, and even the lifespan...maybe less than ten years."
Ye Wei and Ye Nu who were present were violently moved, but finally Ye Wuchen's return was a great consolation, and they did not lose their composure because of it. With an intriguing look on Long Yin's face, he asked, "Is there no way to recover?"
Mr. Li definitely shook his head: "No!"