Heavenly Star

Ye Wuchen bent over and picked up the clothes that had previously slipped from the soft hands of the flowers. This is a man's coat. Ye Wuchen knew from the first glance that it was not made for her father, but for him. Not only did it match his figure three years ago, but even the color and style were the type he was most used to wearing. He asked, "Is this for me? ”

“Hmm...” Flowers are soft and low: “This is almost done, it's just the husband... I've grown up, I need to change it. ”

She “died” for three years, but she was still making clothes for herself, Ye Wuchen asked: “Did you often make clothes for me before? ”

“Every time I think about my husband, I make clothes for him. Husband, look.” Flowers soften up in front of that biggest closet and open it: “I made all this for my husband. ”

This wardrobe is more than a meter wide, nearly two meters tall, and is filled with neat clothes, white, grey, light blue… coats, underwear, cotton coats, and even fleece, underwear, socks, all of which are his favorite colors and styles.

“And here.” The flowers opened the closet next to him in a soft, footsteps, happily showing him the clothes he had made when he had been thinking about him for the past three years.

“And this... and this... and also in here... this box is the shoes I made for my husband... Dad has asked me many times to move them out and put them elsewhere, I can't bear to, because I can always dream of my husband suddenly coming back and then wearing these clothes I made for my husband... today, my husband is really back. ”

“The husband has never liked to wear thick clothes. In cold weather, I will weave a lot of scarves and make a lot of cotton padded shoes to burn to the husband, otherwise it will freeze over there. Turns out the husband has been fine. It's a shame you didn't wear any of them. ”

Crying, releasing the accumulated grief is followed by joy and joy. She complained to him with such heartache and happiness. Ye Wuchen's eyes were slightly wet, and the deep warmth and emotion interwoven in his heart like a shocking wave. He cannot owe her any more than once in this world.

“It's just...” her divine colour darkened a little bit: “The husband has grown up now, these clothes must not be suitable. ”

“Silly words, how could it be, I just grew so tall, I didn't get fat and thin, how could it not be appropriate? Looks like I won't have to worry about being naked for the next 10 or 8 years.” Ye Mitsune smiled with gratitude and drowning.

The flowers were soft but frightened. “However, these are handmade coarse cloth clothes. The husband should be luxurious, how can he...”

Ye Wuchen interrupted her words: “Silly words, they are all made for me by my soft hands. It is difficult to buy a corner of the gold. Are they comparable to those of noble clothes?” He lifted his arms and smiled. “My clothes are a little old. Can you change them for me? ”

“Mmm!” Flowers joyously and happily walked over to serve him in his dressing.

Hana Zhuangtian sat in her study for half a day, and she couldn't think of anything to take her time with. She sat restless like a nail under her ass. Half a day later, he finally couldn't sit down and was ready to eavesdrop on Ye Wuchen and his daughter. Anyway, Ye Wuchen's power was completely lost and it was impossible to show him.

In the strange eyes of those domestic servants, the flowers shook their hands and feet towards the soft room of the flowers. Before approaching, the door was suddenly opened, and the flowers gently pushed Ye Wuchen out. At first glance, he saw strange flowers in his face, shouting: “Daddy. ”

There was a ghost in the heart of Flower Tremor. It was so easy to adjust the attitude, I wanted to cover the explanation: “I just got here... cough, that, good girl, look, I'm not that easy to die, you should watch it in the future, lose it again, but it's not that easy to come back. ”

The flowers were slightly reddish, and he bowed his head: "Yes, Father. ”

“Hey, kid, catch it!” Hana shook Tian's hand and threw a heavy bag onto Ye Wuchen's leg. A smell of gunpowder and non-gunpowder struck him. Ye Wuchen immediately knew what was in it. The corner of his mouth was slightly puffed * and moved. This big bag of Zhen Tian Lei just threw it over. If your heart doesn't blow, the whole flower family will probably be gone.

Flower shouted softly, hurried up and picked up the bag of heavenly thunder, whispering strangely: “Dad, my husband is not feeling well right now, how can you throw something so heavy at me? ”

Ye Wuchen smiled softly: "It's okay, Lord Father-In-Law is for my own good. ”

Hana Zhengtian called it a taste. When this husband came, he really lost his position as a father. Throwing something on him hurt her so bad, he was not angry at the moment. “Son, this is a hundred Zhengtian Thunder. If any bastard wants to mess with you again in the future, you can greet him vigorously. Even Tian Wang's old man bombed me... I am not doing this for you, it's all for my daughter. If you dare to die again, see if I don't dig you up in the grave! ”

Ambiguously, he said two sentences, then left two harsh words behind, then glanced at him, dissatisfied: “Son, aren't you trying to leave? How old were you when you were with my daughter... No, no! Don't leave today. I must stay in my daughter's room for the night. I can't leave until tomorrow. Your parents will go. ”

Ye Wuchen's cold sweat turned red with a soft face. "Dad, you... what are you messing with..."

Hana shocked his head and said: “What is this? Now everyone knows that you will not marry this person for the rest of your life. What is sleeping together? ”

“Woo...” Flowers softly stamped her feet, covered her face and fled, but thinking of the inconvenience of Ye Wuchen's movement, she immediately folded back to hold Ye Wuchen's wheelchair. Not a word more, she dared not lift her head.

If you can, Ye Wuchen really wants to get up and throw this nervous strip of "Father-in-law” an ear scraper. Even if she had hundreds of wishes in her heart with a soft flowering personality, how could she possibly suffer if she came out so blank? The 19-year old dad was a loser.

He laughed helplessly: "Lord Father-In-Law, today is my first day home. I have a lot to deal with. I will come and see you every day in the future. I will marry softly next spring at the latest. ”

“Huh, that's more like it.” Hana Zhuangtian didn't insist much, hummed slightly, then lowered her voice, which meant a long story: “I know your son must have something big to do, and I won't force you, but remember the time limit you passed. By next spring! ”

Ye San, who had rushed them here, hurried over and shouted respectfully before he could get close: “Master Hua, Young Master, a message has just been sent from the house. The Emperor himself came to Ye's house. If you want to see Young Master, please return to Young Master. ”

Ye Wuchen shook his head into the sky and said judiciously to the flower water: “Soft, send me out. ”

The flowers gently pushed the slightly bulky wooden wheelchair and sent him out of the Ye Gate.

Back at the Ye family, Dragonfly was waiting for him in the yard with several people. He looked no different than three years ago, did not see aging, instead he looked full of red light, wanted to come after quite a few years of moisture, his right hand was followed by a sixteen or seven years old, a naive face, appeared to have some delicate fat little teenager, this teenager had big eyebrows, dark skin, but his body was amazingly thick, the thickness of both arms was completely out of proportion to the original thick body, almost reached the thickness of his thighs, you can imagine how huge the power hidden in these horrible arms.

Behind them, the three offerings that rarely appeared, Lao Li and Lao Liu, they stood behind the dragonfly more than the black and strong teenager, which forced people to wonder the identity of the teenager. Behind you, it's Lin Fan and the Forest War. Except for these five, the dragonfly took no one else.

As soon as Ye Wuchen appeared, the number of eyes fell on him together. Ye Wuchen's eyes first fell on the young black and strong boy. The moment his eyes collided, their eyes flashed for a moment.

Ye Wuchen approached the dragonflies under the push of Ye San, shouting loudly: “No Chen is physically inconvenient and cannot perform courtesy, please forgive the Emperor and all of you. ”

Dragonfly definitively weighed him for a while, then smiled happily: “Ye Wuchen, you really surprised me greatly again. You are not worthy of the children of Ye's family. You are worthy of the god who was passed down like the true god for three years. The god of war can't kill you. If you kill him, he can't even do anything to break your soul abyss. I am delighted that you have returned safely. ”

“Oh, thank you, Your Majesty. I wonder why the Emperor is here.” Ye Wuchen smiled casually.

Dragonfly was unanswered, his eyes turned to his legs and the weird wheelchair he was sitting in, and he wondered: “I heard you were not dead under the broken soul, but your body has been abandoned. Is it true? Old Li, check to see if there is any way to recover. ”

Without waiting for Ye Wuchen to say yes, the dragonfly side gave Lao Li a hint. Old man Li, one of them came to Ye Wuchen and pressed his palm against Ye Wuchen. Ye Wuchen did not move, and smiled: “The Emperor has a heart, but I know how my health is. I am fortunate to be able to escape my life. Even if my body is abandoned, I have no complaints. ”

Li Laoshu retracted his hand and returned to Dragonfly. He sighed for a long time, lamenting the abolition of an immortal genius. He shook his head: “His physical condition is many times worse than I had previously expected. I think it must have been a miracle to kill the gods of war in the Great Wind Country, and after killing Wanjun, he went through the death and life again. Even the last bit of power in the body was depleted, the oil ran out, and regenerative depletion was a miracle.” His voice dropped a few more points, "he said." Not only is it obsolete, but it is unlikely that it will be repaired in the future, even life expectancy… may not last 10 years. ”

Ye Wei and Ye Fu in the room were dramatically moved, but at last the return of Ye Wuchen has been a great consolation, and they did not fail to do so. Dragonfly's face revealed an intriguing look and asked: "Is there no way to recover? ”

Old Li definitely shook his head: “No! ”