Tyrant's Consort Too Arrogant

Moreover, she grew up with PEI Ruochen since childhood. She never felt that she was missing anything, and she had no fixed place. She rarely established a complete communication circle and seemed to have no needs of her mother. Therefore, she never asked.

"Your name is Helan Kui," Tian'an reminded.

"My name is Xiaokui. Even if I have a surname, my surname is Pei. It has nothing to do with Helan." Xiaokui is not the master of others.

"You don't remember what happened when you were a child? What happened before you were two years old."

"Who remembers what happened two years ago." Xiaokui spat and didn't bother to listen to him continue his nonsense. He rolled his eyes and said, "look at you. I'm afraid you don't need someone to serve you. Then I'll find my father."

Then she tied her sword to her back and stepped out bravely. A look of 'I absolutely didn't take your words seriously'.

But the heart is not without doubt.

She really... Doesn't remember what happened before she was two years old.

No impression at all.

Xiaokui insisted that he had not been moved, but along the way, he was restless and kept thinking about Helan Tianan's words.

Memory before the age of two, who is the mother.

All the problems poured in and made her have a splitting headache.

In fact, she didn't completely distrust Tianan's words.

I don't know when to start. There are always so many clues. She has already realized that Pei Ruochen is not his father, but his father. She believes that as long as she calls him like this one day, he will never leave.

Therefore, Xiaokui never let himself think about that problem, or even ignore it intentionally or unintentionally.

Anyway, as long as you open your eyes early in the morning and he's still by your side, it's enough.

But, the man said, her parents are back.

Her biological parents.

Xiaokui shook her head and forced herself not to think about it.

The thicker the night fog, she could hardly see the road under her feet. Relying on her familiarity with this area, she groped all the way and walked hard towards the mountains and forests.

Finally, he came to the place where Pei Ruochen usually picked herbs. There was a faint voice in front of him. Xiaokui was happy and was about to exhale, but he heard a strange voice say, "they're back."

"Is she all right?" the person who asked was Pei Ruochen.

Xiaokui knew that the word "she" must be a woman.

Just because when dad said which word, the tip of his tongue wound a wisp of feeling of wanting to say it back. If he was a man, how could he have such a mind?

"My mother is very good." another man replied politely, "they wanted to come by themselves, but Yanguo had something important temporarily, so they turned back."

"Fifteen years..." Pei Ruochen sighed, and the later text disappeared.

"How are you, sister?" the man, he Lanxin, asked.

"Xiaokui is very well, and it's time for her to return to her parents." Pei Ruochen replied, "but over the years, she has always believed that I am her father, Lord... When Helan Xue explains to her, please use some thought."

"Don't you want to go to see your father with me, sir? They always talk about you and only want to see you." he Lanxin warmly invited.

He had come down to look for Helan Tianan, who was sliding down the hillside, but unexpectedly met Pei Ruochen, who was picking herbs.

As like as two peas, the PEO's dust is wrong to call the "little Kwai".

So, there was a deep talk.

He Lanxin knew that Tian'an was safe. He was not only relieved to explain his identity, but also learned that the seemingly weak uncle in front of him was Pei Ruochen in his mother's mouth.

Compared with the modest gentleman in his mother's memory, he Lanxin only felt that he had gone through many vicissitudes than his father he Lanxue.

Also, he Lanxue stopped for 15 years, but he lived in the open air for 15 years.

But his eyes and eyes were clear and his words were gentle. He could vaguely outline his unique style in those years.

"I will not see them." Pei Ruochen smiled.

"Why? Isn't Mr. Pei a close friend of his parents?" he Lanxin asked in surprise.

"How can we not see each other?" Pei Ruochen said faintly, and then coughed again.

Xiaokui listened to her heart tightly, but she could only cover her mouth and refused to escape a voice.

"What's your plan?" Helan Xinsuo stopped asking. The things of the previous generation were complicated. He always didn't like to ask the bottom.

"Come from where you come, go back, why plan." Pei Ruochen said easily, but in his words, there is no regret.

After 15 years of father daughter relationship with Xiaokui, I can't bear to break up now.

However, at the end of life, it is a break after all.

"She should still be in the house. Go find her. Speak slowly and don't scare her." Pei Ruochen said and stepped deeper into the thick fog.

Xiaokui couldn't hide anymore. She jumped out of her hiding place, looked at his figure and shouted, "Dad!"

Pei Ruochen turned to look at her.

She couldn't see his face clearly in the fog.

"Dad, don't leave Xiaokui." she cried and begged. She had never been so afraid since she was young.

Pei Ruochen smiled at her, but she couldn't see.

Then he turned and left.

"Dad, in fact, I -- I, I don't care if you are my real father, I --" the girl looked at his thin and determined back in fear. The sentence was not very clear. It lingered in her heart for so long but never appealed to her mouth. It almost rushed out of her throat, but she didn't say it after all.

I like you.

Since I knew you were not my biological father, I deeply cared for you with the love of a 13-year-old girl.

——How can I not like you!

Some words would never need to be said if they did not have the courage to say them at that time.

It is buried in the heart, sprouted in the heart, long in the heart, lush and lush in the heart, and then withered and decayed in the heart.

Xiaokui wants to run towards him, but he Lanxin grabs his arm.

"Sister." helanxin called her with a little hesitation, "you still have us."

This entanglement, Pei Ruochen soon hid to the end of Senlan and could not be seen again.

"... I don't understand. How could he be so cruel that he left without even calling." Xiaokui had a sense of emptiness and unreal. She gently leaned on Helan's new firm arm and murmured.

"Sometimes, it's better to leave than to meet each other." he Lanxin pulled a sentence, then spread his hands and said lazily, "the old people's arguments are always strange."

If it's him, I'll see you, and I'll see you.

Xiaokui didn't answer. She just stared at the direction of his disappearance. She just felt that her world had disintegrated and was no longer complete.

Over the years, Pei Ruochen has traveled many places.

Sometimes I live in an inn, sometimes I stay in the warm villagers' house, sometimes I sit on the ground, pillow the earth and look up to the stars.

At first, he always thought of Xiaokui.

Thinking about how she grew up slowly from a little bit. Thinking of the first time she didn't have her own bun, funny but cute; Think of her panic and embarrassment when she didn't have menarche for the first time; Thinking about the soup she cooked every day and the meat buried in his rice; Thinking of her always restless jumping and vitality.

Those days were hard, like digging something vital from your life.

However, over time, when missing becomes a habit, it becomes indifferent.

He always loses, loses or gives up. In the end, there is nothing to put down. So calm.

At least I have memories.

He has been walking. Occasionally, when he coughs badly, he will stop to linger for a few days, or be in a daze or post. Sometimes he will write couplets for villagers and letters for their distant relatives.

He climbed many mountains and waded a lot of water. He saw a gorgeous woman in a valley. She said that her name was Rong Xiu. Rong Xiu lived in a thatched cottage. There was a grave in front of the cottage. There was only one word on the grave, Chun.

Pei Ruochen stayed in her cottage for a day, sat opposite her and tasted tea, watching the scattered autumn leaves and the beginning of winter.

Then he left and she remained where she was. Guarding, perhaps not graves, nor people, but a light, light as chrysanthemum, light as wind, light as nothing.

When the first snow fell in China, he went back to the capital.

He saw he Lanxin in the streets of the capital. He sat on the side of a beautiful woman and told his shallow troubles. The woman sat idle, but the expression on her face was very serious. He listened to his words carefully, and then smiled softly.

Their voices came faintly, with the word "Xiaokui" in them.

He lowered his hat and walked past the woman.

When he was closest, his heart suddenly trembled. He couldn't help turning his head and looking at her again.

The woman turned her head and her eyes hit him.

He saw the joy and wonder in her eyes.

But he lowered his head again and walked away quickly.

The woman stood up and looked at his back for a long time until she couldn't see clearly. She sat back slowly, but her look was in a trance.

At the close of the second year, the news of Xiaokui's marriage to Tian'an spread all over the streets of the Chinese dynasty.

Pei Ruochen listened, smiled and drank all the wine in the cup.

Heat poured through the abdomen and lungs.

He's not drunk.

That night, he Lanxin got drunk for the first time in his life and cried bitterly in her arms. When he woke up the next day, he Lanxin, who was originally smart and lazy, seemed that nothing had happened.

Since then, there has been less and less news about them, and Yi and he Lanxue have gradually disappeared. Even the rumor of making rumors has spread cleanly.

He Lanxin stayed in the valley for another year. At the age of 18, he shocked the Jianghu with a sword and a piano. Since then, he has been far away from the government and traveled proudly.

There are often some romantic men and women around him. He is a good man, has a rich family background, is smart and polite, and is naturally likable. As a result, he has countless love debts in less than ten years.

However, throughout his life, he didn't know whether he liked men or women.

When the first crown prince of the Chinese dynasty was born, the ancient global tour of Yi people and he Lanxue was in the middle. When they passed through the wuxia gorge, they heard a man playing and singing on the other side of the rock, accompanied by a messy cough. The sound line was soft and natural, open-minded and dust-free, which made people hear clearly.

She suddenly understood who the man was, but when she bypassed the rock, she saw a bend of the river flowing eastward, leaving only a long piano on the bank.

That's the last news about Pei Ruochen.

Xiaokui's second child is a princess named sichen.