Heavenly Star

Chapter 249

Ye Wei's eyes fell on Ye Wuchen very far apart. After the meeting was set, he saw the snow condensed on his right side, and his eyes on his left side. The last hint of suspicion that the smoke disappeared. Before coming here, he did not dare to talk to his wife, he did not dare to talk to his father, because he feared that in case of misidentification, the surprise would be greater disappointment. He shook his hand violently and drew almost a bloody ditch from his horse's buttocks, with a pair of tigers covered in water fog that stirred with excitement and ecstasy.

What do you mean, surprise?

Three years ago, the sunny thunderbolt, three years of woe and suffering, Ye family three years of sad clouds bleak, what if the house is still prosperous? So what if there's a million kung fu? His Ye family had cut off blood and had no offspring. But three years later, the great surprise that had occurred once again appeared miraculously, and this surprise was ten times bigger than the previous one, thinking that for some time, if the father's heart was ashamed and his wife washed his face with tears, he wanted to laugh up in the sky and cry again.

But as a father, how can he cry in front of his son? He withstood and let the wind blow from his face dry over and over again the tear mist he had just condensed.

In front of the horse, he couldn't wait for the horse to stabilise. He jumped high from the horse and landed on the ground. He rushed to the front of Ye Wuchen. His hands held him on his shoulder. His eyes were set straight on Ye Wuchen's face. "Chen, is it really you? ”

“It's me, I'm back,” Ye Wuchen laughed and raised his left hand with a sword god ring, “no one in this world can impersonate me. ”

“Chen...” He held his emotions under strong control. At this time, his eyes were still blurred by tears. He obviously wanted too much, but under this circumstance, he choked silently. His arms pressed on Ye Wuchen's shoulder trembled violently, like his trembling heart.

“Three years ago, I went to the Yan Wang Palace. Prince Yan, the Ye family had to die on the battlefield even if they wanted to, so he sent me back today.” Ye Wuchen smiled, the look on this man's face in front of him, and his tears let his heart palpitate for him. The man's tears were too precious, but for his son's sake he was not stingy.

Perhaps, throughout his life, he could not bear to think that he was not his son. Just a man posing as his son. This fatherhood is too precious for him to pay back.

So he can only be his “son” in another way.

“Father, these are my two friends, his name is Cold Cliff, you know, his name is Chu Zhuangtian, he is the grandson of the sword god Chu Cang, we met a long time ago.” Ye Wuchen smiled and introduced.

In the past, Ye Wei heard the "grandson of the sword god Chu Cang" must have had a big heart shock. At this time, he didn't even move his eyes to Chu Tianjin. The “father” attracted all his heart. Later, he couldn't care less.

“You finally... called me Father. ”

“You were my father.” Ye Wuchen replied. She remembered that night when he and Ye Shuiyao stood under the moon, worshipping the heavens and the earth, and became husband and wife in the presence of the heavens and the earth and the moon. From that moment on, her parents became his parents. He can finally call him a father with all his heart.

Ye Wei's head was heavy and they laughed at each other.

Ye Wei stood upright and raised his head to the sky, seemingly waiting for tears to dry away, and seemingly thanking God's mercy with his own heart. He saw that Ye Wuchen's body was weak and frightening at this time, but it didn't matter. He came back, as long as he came back.

A carriage finally caught up in the turbulence, Ye Wuchen Tao: “Father, let's go home later, I miss home. ”

Ye Wei's head is heavy. Home... Without Ye Wuchen's Ye family, that can't really be called a home.

Ye Wuchen stepped into the carriage under Chu's astonishing help. Snow and eyes also stepped forward and backward. "Brother Da Niu, that wheelchair is very important to you, don't throw it away. ”

“Don't worry, wrap it around me, it's just a few pieces of wood.” Chu slapped his chest in shock and still had a little moisture in the corner of his eyes. Ye Wei and Ye Wuchen had only a few brief words, but he had already felt too many things from them. Men did not need too much, a few words, a few eyes, a few expressions, really enough. For a man like him who has no father, his feelings can be described as both sour, astringent, bitter and envious.

“You two are friends of Chen 'er. You are my guests of the Ye family. Please get on your horses.” Ye Wei asked the two following generals to disembark and greeted Chu with a courtesy of surprise and cold cliff.

Chu shocked and waved: “Uncle, you're welcome, we may have to walk faster. ”

Cold cliffs are also light-headed.

Ye Wei stopped insisting at the moment, slightly turned his head, rolled up on the horse, lightly drank, dusted away.

When they walked away, Chu shook up the wheelchair and muttered: "Oh? What kind of wood is this? It's so hard, it actually feels like steel.” He didn't think much, he solemnly said: "Ice face, do you know why I'm always better than you? I get it now, because I'm much heavier than you. Don't you dare fight this, let's fight again. ”

The cold cliff glanced at him, sweeping his right hand, lightning grabbed the wheelchair in his hand, and easily grabbed it in his hand, such as grass mustard, bluntly said: “Let me give you ten seconds. ”

“This is yours.” Chu was shocked without delay, took a deep breath, pulled out the sword behind him and threw it forward, and drank softly: “Sword God's secret - the light sword is shadowy! ”

As soon as he finished reading, his body jumped and his feet stepped on the body of the sword. His tall and thick body flew away on the sword at low altitude, and his eyes turned away, drawing a precious blue line behind him.

The cold cliff did wait ten seconds in place, then snorted cold, wrong foot, the body turned into a grey light shadow and disappeared instantly.

“Ba” shouted, a man with blue light flashed from the side, surprised the Mercedes-Benz horse for a while.

Not long after, it was a "thud” again, a grey wind scraped from the side.

Looking at the two shadows chased back and forth, Ye Wei shouted: “You are the son of the god of war, the grandson of the god of swords! At this age, it has become so appalling. ”

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The news of Ye Wuchen's return did not run away, but Ye family members were whispering, but no one had spooked Ye Anger. Wang Wenqiao stood at the main door, walking around anxiously, his hands staggered from time to time, and sometimes put them behind him. Finally, he didn't know where to put them. Her heart was beating more violently, and she could clearly hear the sound of "fluttering.”

When she got the news, she almost passed out.

At this time, she has a strong desire and a stronger fear in her heart. It was a painful ordeal for her to wait one more second.

Her mother, who has been suffering since then, has taken care of and defended her infirm and sick son and has suffered two more severe loss of life. But... she keeps calling in her heart, so long as her son can really come back and suffer more, even if it is short lived, she will.

The sound of horseshoes approached, and a quick horse whip arrived. It was Ye Si who accompanied Ye Wei. He jumped off the horse at the door, and without waiting for Wang Wenqiao to ask, he respectfully shouted: “Madam, the master asked me to tell Madam, there is no doubt that it is Young Master. He and Sister Jie Xue are safe and sound and will be back soon. The master feared that the lady would worry, so let the quick horse whip report first. ”

Wang Wencheng's tears burst out suddenly. She hugged the maid green around her and cried “shuddering”. After a while, her kung fu wetted the green coat.

“Ma'am, the young master is back. Ma'am should be happy.” Green red eyes, clumsy consolation.

Wang Wenqiao said no, he just kept crying, the crying was silent.

In waiting for them to look through the autumn water, Ye Wuchen's carriage finally came to the door of Ye Jia, lifted the curtain, looked at the big “Ye” word above the gate, Ye Wuchen's heart was a hundred thousand, he clutched snow and eyes tightly, and lowered his mind: “After three years, we finally went home. ”

The curtain was opened suddenly, revealing Wang Wencheng's face full of tears. Ye Wuchen looked at her and said softly: “Mother, I'm back. ”

Wang Wencheng's body shook dramatically. He got into the carriage despite everything. He held Ye Wuchen's death in his arms and cried loudly. He completely ignored it here or on the street.

Surrounded by more and more people, one face was full of shock and incredibility. Also from this moment on, the news of Ye Wuchen's return spread very quickly, causing quadrant shock.

Listening to the tearful cry, Chu stunned and muttered: “Having parents is happiness, alas. ”

He just finished, the cold cliff rushed into Ye Jia Gate without saying a word. Chu Zhuangtian consciously tried to hold him, reaching halfway back and clawing his hand. “Ice face is also a person with a mother, should go to his mother, hey, I am left again. ”

He shook his fist and shouted: “In the next life, you must be a mother!! ”

When Ye Wuchen was lifted off the carriage by Chu, the clothes on his chest had been wet with tears by Wang Wencheng. He enjoyed and appreciated this purest and most selfless affection. When he got in the wheelchair and was pushed in by snow and eyes, Wang Wenqiao stayed there. She trembled and asked: "Chen, your legs...”

Ye Wei patted her shoulder and shook her head softly: “It was not a leg. He was in the Great Wind Country. His strength was exhausted and he could not recover. He is weak now and will remain so weak in the future. Like, like before he was sixteen. ”

Wang Wenzhen stunned for a while and lost consciousness: “That's fine... so that he doesn't have to carry that much responsibility and doesn't wander around. I will guard him at home every day from now on, and no one can hurt us any more. ”

Ye Wei got his head. Twice, they can't take it anymore.