Immortal Voices

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When Rong Xian learned that the empress of the Eastern Jin Dynasty was heading to Daxia with the prince and several ministers, a glimmer of understanding flashed in her eyes.

This is where I want to seek asylum.

What's the use of looking for Xia Zi.

Those in high positions can't afford to be early without profit, so how can they be so generous and selfless like her.

She hypocritically thought that a certain empress looked humane on the surface, but secretly had a persecution delusion.

Of course, Rong Xian completely ignored herself when she said this.

Can that be called murder?

It was obviously to liberate the people of the Eastern Jin Dynasty from dire straits and bring them a new perfect experience.

After confirming that there would be no more problems with the Zhao Jiang Kingdom that had been defeated, Rong Xian, the incarnation of luck, stayed as a mascot.

Occasionally, when the courtiers were fighting over the uneven division of some interests, they would speak out to stop him. Or when the prince doesn't understand the inside story of something, explain it clearly to him.

The other attention returned to the main body, it was because Xiao Yuan, this idiot, finally recovered his memory.

The outer gate town of Yujia.

In a small independent courtyard, Rong Xian was sitting on a stone chair under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree and 'reading' a book.

Opposite her, Xiao Yuan was rolling up his sleeves and making clay dolls with the children.

Gui Yu is already five years old and looks like a little fairy child.

The location where they are located is Xiao Guiyu's flower field, which is full of flowers grown by himself.

"Dad, how was my performance?" Gui Yu held the clay figurine in front of Xiao Yuan and asked for praise.

Xiao Yuan was squeezing his wife with a ball of mud, and said without raising his head when he heard the words: "It looks good."

The child, fully aware that he had been perfunctory, took action in anger, and slapped Xiao Yuangang's figure and pulled off one of its legs.

Xiao Yuan: "...Give it back!" His wife's legs.

Wait, Xiao Yuan stared at the clay doll, feeling something was not right, and felt nervous.

The complete clay doll looked fine, but the broken clay doll looked uncomfortable, as if it had seen something impossible.

But what is impossible for a clay doll to have its legs broken?

Just give him the feeling that it is impossible for his wife to break her leg.

Why it was impossible, he couldn't tell, but the feeling was extremely strong.

Even if he breaks his leg, his wife will not break her leg.

Xiao Yuan felt something was wrong.

They have lived together these years, and his wife usually does not only take care of the children, but also treats people.

He is weak, kind and amiable, but he often has nightmares, and his wife will kill him if she disagrees with him.

Just asking, who can accept a daughter-in-law who is gentle and cute during the day, and a gloomy and scary devil at night?

Xiao Yuan couldn't do it anyway, so he refused because of his strength.

But he refused, and the first question now was what his dream was about.

Xiao Yuan frowned and said to Gui Yu, "If you continue to be so naughty, I will beat you up."

He lowered his head and reattached the leg, but as he did so, he felt a terrible feeling.

This feeling reached its peak after Guiyu squeezed a small snake.

"Dad, look how beautiful this little snake is. It may like drinking just like dad." Gui Yu had no idea how much his childish words frightened his dad.

Xiao Yuan: I’m exhausted.

Xiao Yuan felt as if his head was exploding, and his whole body was filled with stars, and he didn't know what the night was going to be.

In an instant, he received hundreds of years of memories in his mind, which was a huge amount of information.

When he digested all the memories, it only took a few moments. After all, the cultivation consciousness was there.

Then, Xiao Yuan felt that he might as well not have recovered his memory.

He could actually be married to the famous Emperor Xu for five years and raise a son?

Five years of memory are nothing in his long life, but it depends on how he lives his life.

Xiao Yuan pulled the clay man's leg, feeling that he had been hovering on the edge of life and death for the past five years. He is still alive and kicking without missing any arms or legs. It is really a blessing from his ancestors.

Why did I lose my memory!

Recalling the past, Xiao Yuan recalled the memories of the past five years with a critical attitude.

Did the big devil say she was his wife?

No.

Did the big devil say they are a family?

nor.

What did the big devil say?

The big devil said nothing.

Xiao Yuan, who relied on his imagination to trap him in everything, gasped heavily and wished he could die on the spot the next second.

"Dad, you made me look like my mother, but one leg is longer and the other is shorter." Gui Yu lay on Xiao Yuan's back, looked at the clay figurine and said seriously.

Xiao Yuan, who had just recovered, looked stagnant and his whole body froze.

Obviously, the child is not his own.

My wife is not my own.

This home is not my own either.

He might have just been injured and was rescued by Emperor Xu. Seeing that he had lost his memory, Emperor Xu foolishly left him to nurse the child.

Yes, it's so sad.

His wife, who was full of heart and eyes, was actually just a roommate with children that Emperor Xu had found out of mercy.

It's very uncomfortable.

Although he didn't know whose child this child belonged to.

But it's obviously not Emperor Xu's.

Xiao Yuan: The beautiful and happy memories in the past turned out to be so scary when they came into contact with reality.

What's even more frightening is that he actually thinks that living like this is actually a good thing.

He liked this peaceful life so much.

I like my smart son and considerate and gentle wife so much.

But reality is so dramatic.

This is all his imagination.

Xiao Yuan: I couldn’t help but shed tears.

"Dad? Why don't you speak?" Gui Yu asked unhappily.

Xiao Yuan took a deep breath and held back his tears.

He turned around and pulled Guiyu off his back and held him in his arms. He quickly walked to the corner not far away and asked quietly: "Er, Dad wants to ask you a question."

Guiyu nodded and said with a serious face: "Ask."

"If, I mean if, dad and your mother got into a fight, who would you help?" Xiao Yuan looked serious, as if this issue was a matter of life and death.

Guiyu looked contemptuous: "My mother is so weak, how can you have the nerve to beat her?"

Xiao Yuan: "...What if she is not weak, but the kind of strong person who can collapse a mountain with one finger?"

Xiao Guiyu said without any principle: "Of course I still help my mother. If you and my mother got into a fight, it must be your fault. Do you still need to ask?"

Xiao Yuan's face was dark: "What if it was someone else who fought with your mother?"

"It's better to help my mother. There's no reason to help outsiders." Guiyu said firmly.

Xiao Yuan: "Even if outsiders are reasonable?"

Gui Diandian's little head said, "Yes, I will help you and not take care of you."

He said it without hesitation, like a little villain.

However, Xiao Yuan's face suddenly turned as black as the bottom of a pot. He felt that this child had been taught bad things by Rong Xian.

But he couldn't beat the child, Emperor Xu was still sitting aside.

Xiao Yuan only felt angry rising up. What was going on? He had obviously taken care of this child for a long time, but his state of mind was completely different from his.

He glanced at Rong Xian secretly and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Rong Xian turned over a page of the book, touched the braille and started reading again.

When Xiao Yuan looked away, his eyes paused on Xiao Guiyu's flower field.

He blinked and looked again, then asked with certainty and confusion: "Guiyu, I remember that there is a light yellow flower in your flower field?"

Gui Yu's eyes lit up and he said happily: "Daddy has noticed it."

Then he said without interest: "I picked those flowers."

A big question mark appeared above Xiao Yuan's head. He remembered that this child liked flowers very much and never picked them.

As if seeing his doubts, Xiao Gui asked like a grown-up: "Suppose you are the leader of a sect, and there are ten proud sons of the sect, but there is a useless snack. The next day, there will be a competition between the major sects, and each sect will have a competition." Ten people come out, and you know that bringing that loser out will embarrass you, what are you going to do?"

Xiao Yuan thought for a while and replied with a straight-minded attitude: "Trying hard to teach him is useless. It's okay to be embarrassed. After all, everyone's talent is there. You can't force it."

After thinking about it, he added: "And I am already very satisfied with the ten favored sons."

After answering, he asked Guiyu tentatively: "What do you think of Guiyu?"

Gui Yu's little face was full of ruthlessness and said: "My sect does not leave waste, just like my flower field." So he picked it with ruthless hands.

Xiao Yuan: "...!"

Xiao Yuan's face was so twitching that his son was only five years old, but he was taught by the big devil to have the same virtues as her.

Cruel and indifferent, this is not bad!

Xiao Yuan couldn't wait to rush forward and ask Rong Xian how he taught his children.

Fortunately, his reason held him tightly and prevented him from acting impulsively.

Once you go out, it may not be complete when you come back.

Xiao Yuan was scared.

Come on, maybe this child has such a cold nature.

On the other side, Rong Xian put down the book casually and couldn't help laughing.

Xiao Yuan had been a mortal for so long that he had forgotten that her cultivation was not weak. You must know that in this small courtyard, no matter what he and Gui Yu were saying, she could clearly understand what they said even if she didn't listen intentionally.

But has this person finally regained his memory?

It’s not easy, it’s been five years.

She thought this man would have amnesia for the rest of his life.

"Dad, you haven't told me yet, why did you fight with your mother?" Gui Yu asked with a tight face.

Xiao Yuan was speechless for a moment. You can't say that your mother doesn't like me, right?

He thought for a while and said using Chunqiu brushwork: "Before you, your mother and I had some misunderstandings."

Okay, this deletion method is really thorough.

Gui Yi seemed to understand. He held the mud snake in his hand and said, "I'm going to find my mother. Dad, it's time for you to go out and make money."

Go out and make money?

Xiao Yuan was startled, and he felt suffocated as he recalled that he would always go out to help wealthy businessmen carry sacks at the dock to make money.

Xiao Yuan: "..." Does he live so down-to-earth?

No, with so many jobs, even being a bookkeeper is better than being a coolie.

Is your brain flooded? ?

Xiao Yuan tried his best to blackmail himself for a long time before giving up in frustration.

However, this is a good opportunity to leave.

Emperor Ruoxu knew that he had regained his memory, so he might decide how to deal with him, the person who had taken advantage of her for five years.

Although it is only a nominal advantage.

Maybe Emperor Xu would be so generous as to make him a minister, noble prince or something.

But he doesn't want it.

He didn't want to have anything to do with Xian Chao at all.

Not to mention that Emperor Xu’s imperial husband is also the demon lord of the ruthless Taoist master.

I'm afraid he doesn't care about his longevity.

After making up his mind, Xiao Yuan pretended to be calm and said in a loud voice: "Hellebore, I went out to work."

Rong Xian's gentle voice came over: "Go."

Xiao Yuan lowered his head and walked out, not daring to look at Rong Xian.

Everything seemed to be the same as before, nothing strange at all.

Xiao Yuan didn't see the interesting look on Rong Xian's face.

"Mom, did you listen to what Yu'er said?" Gui Yu asked with a dissatisfied pout.

Rong Xian touched his head and said with a smile: "It's my fault. I didn't pay attention just now. You can say it again."

Guiyu was silent for a moment, and asked unexpectedly sharply: "What was mom thinking about just now?"

Rong Xian didn't think that the child should be kept secret when he was young. She pondered for a moment and replied: "Mom, are you wondering if your father will come back today?"

Will you leave when you come back? How would she arrange to have **** with him if he didn't come back?

Gui Yu frowned and said in a sweet voice, "What do you mean, mom, is that dad will probably leave and never come back? Whether he comes back or not is entirely up to dad's choice?"

Rong Xian nodded, indicating that he guessed correctly.

But Gui Yu didn't feel happy at all.

He is a smart kid and realizes the seriousness of the matter.

He didn't understand why his father suddenly abandoned him and his mother, but it was natural for children to be close to their fathers, and he didn't want to become a child without a father.

"Mom, I don't want to lose daddy." Gui Yu said seriously.

Rong Xian paused while holding the book, and asked doubtfully: "Even if he is stupid?"

Gui Yu nodded, his face full of seriousness: "Although he is stupid, he is my father. I don't dislike him, and I don't want him to leave."

Rong Xian put the book on the stone table. The smile on her face was as gentle as ever, but with a hint of nonchalance: "There is a price for your father's stay. Xiao Yu'er, are you willing to pay?"

Guiyu thought about it for a while and felt that he had #thought it over carefully#, so he answered firmly: "Yes."

But after all, he was still young and didn't know what he had promised.

But Rong Xian didn't remind her. She has been teaching this child for several years. At the very least, she must bear the consequences of whatever she chooses. This child must be very clear.

In five years, a fate has formed.

Now that this child has chosen Xiao Yuan, it's time for her to leave to do her own things.

Rong Xian touched the child's head, and the melancholy at the corners of her eyes and brows was natural: "That's okay."

Rong Xian sighed in a pretentious manner after unilaterally making a choice for the child - to be a father or a mother.

Children, they will not grow up quickly if they do not experience setbacks.

As for why there was suddenly such an obscure choice for Gui, it was actually because Rong Xian was impatient to take care of the children.

It makes no sense that she didn't take care of her two princes, but she ran out to take care of other children.

Five years is already the final bottom line Rong Xian has given herself, and her injuries have recovered. When she returns to Rong Country and sits in the sea of ​​fortune clouds for an hour, the remaining trace of the power of heaven will be resolved.

She won't be blind by then.

I must have been 'blind' for five years, and it's time for Tiandao's bad breath to come out.

Rong Xian's face was full of indulgence, and she said helplessly: "I am such a good person, and only I can indulge some of Tiandao's little quirks."

Tiandao, who was maliciously labeled: It seems that someone wants to stay blind for a few more years.