Huo Yun'er didn't speak, but stared blankly at the book in Qianjie's hand.

"I guessed it right." After a moment, she asked with a low smile.

"Madam, how did you guess that?" Qianjie was a little stunned. Could it be that the two women had communicated in private.

"Giving the book away means she is giving up something, otherwise you can't come in."

"And you must not have read this book carefully. You even threw it into the soul guide after you got it." Huo Yun'er's voice was very soft, "You close the book and look at the bottom of the book."

Qianjie picked up the book in confusion and looked at the lower cut.

There is a row of black traces there, which should have been a row of words, but the writing has long been blurred and cannot be seen.

"To the love of my life, Xu Jiali, this is what I wrote." Huo Yuner raised his book while speaking.

There is also a series of black traces below.

"To the love of my life, Huo Yun'er, this is the message in this book."

It's a pity that time has already blurred all the writing.

"Dai Hao gave it to us, each of us had a copy, so I recognized it.

"Even yours was dictated by Dai Hao and written by me."

She smiled softly, and Dai Yuhao became more and more confused.

"The Duchess saw from the book that we have our own land with our own name. Where are you, madam?" After a moment of silence, Qianjie asked.

Men are deceitful and it is normal to give small gifts to make girls happy.

"Hero? Prince Charming? Unforgettable? It's been too long, I forgot." She flipped her blond hair around her ears and said nonchalantly.

"So what now?" Qianjie asked again.

"The world is too cruel to tolerate even a woman's fantasy." Huo Yun'er didn't have much sadness on her face, but hummed in a low voice.

Qianjie turned his head, patted Dai Yuhao's head and continued his lecture.

That is a song used by mothers in China to put their children to sleep.

The sun was setting in the west, the sunlight that penetrated the curtains disappeared, and a dim shadow fell on the smiling face that was no longer annoying. Huo Yun'er spoke again.

"Since you like books, this book is for you."

With that said, she handed the book to Qianjie, and at the same time touched the head of Dai Yuhao who was wondering.

"No, I like this book too, mom, how can you give it away!"

The objection came from Dai Yuhao, who suddenly reacted, snatched the book from Huo Yun'er's hand and held it tightly, staring at Qianjie.

Protector’s blue cat is online again.

Huo Yun'er was stunned for a moment, then squatted down, with a smile on her face, and gently touched Dai Yuhao's cheek.

"This book has been with my mother for a long time. Since some people like it, it should accompany others."

"But I like it too!" Dai Yuhao repeated this sentence loudly.

"But Yuhao, you have watched it many times, and you even said you were tired of it.

"Books are always meant to be read. Wouldn't it be nice to share the book with others so that more people can enjoy the beauty of the story?"

"But, but..." Dai Yuhao's face turned red, and his eyes suddenly lit up. "But you can't give it to this bad guy!"

Huo Yun'er fell silent.

Qianjie watched this scene silently, neither speaking nor moving.

Huo Yun'er stood up, sat on the chair, and held Dai Yuhao in his arms.

"Today, my mother will teach you a lesson to Yuhao. Bad people are not judged by their appearance.

"Everyone's definition of a bad person is different, and a bad person is different for everyone. Some bad people are good people in the eyes of others.

"Whether he is a bad person or not should be judged with your own eyes and your own life."

"A lifetime?" Dai Yuhao's eyes were full of doubts. A lifetime is too long.

"Yes, in life, until you reach the end, you never know whether a person is really good to you or fake.

"Okay, be obedient and give me the book."

Dai Yuhao was still confused, and the book had been taken away from his arms.

Qianjie took the book and looked at the folded page thoughtfully.

…

The moonlight was setting in the west, and the surroundings of the wooden house were quiet except for the sound of gurgling water. Occasionally, a breeze blew by, bringing a slow whimpering sound, which was quickly lost in the silence of the night.

"Can you show me your true appearance?" Still by the stream, Huo Yun'er stood quietly until the sound of footsteps came from behind.

The people in the forest also walked out slowly, not many, five in total.

They were all dressed in black clothes and robes. Except for the leader, they were all around twenty years old, and their cultivation levels were probably not very high.

The leader was very old, with sparse white hair blowing in the wind on his head and a slightly stooped figure.

They all looked at Qianjie behind Huo Yun'er.

Qianjie didn't say anything, he just put his hands on his face. It was an action with no actual effect, but there is always a sense of ritual in life.

Everyone who walked out of the forest was stunned.

Without him, it’s too small.

Huo Yun'er also realized something and turned around. Surprise also appeared on her face.

"I thought he was some weather-beaten old fox, but I didn't expect it was just a child, as old as my daughter."

Then, a smile appeared on her face.

"Are you worried, madam? I can understand why you can't do things with your mouth." Qianjie raised his eyebrows, his silver hair shining brightly in the moonlight.

"No, I feel more relieved that the child will not be too heartless."

"Madam, you have misjudged. I am an evil soul master." Qianjie also walked to the stream, "And if I heard you right, daughter?"

"Evil soul master, it's better than death." Huo Yun'er didn't care much about the evil soul master. As Dai Hao's personal maid, she had a lot of contact with the black gloves in Xingluo City.

He has his own understanding of evil soul masters.

"As for my daughter, haven't you already guessed it? Why are you looking so shocked?"

Qianjie looked up at the moonlight, shocked, but not too shocked.

For example, in that bed, a ten-year-old child is still sleeping in the same bed as his mother. It's not like everyone is Tang San. He claims to be a gentleman, but in fact he doesn't take any basic precautions.

It's just that it feels a bit unreal until I reach a conclusion.

A certain God-King's method of planning a son with destiny was through his daughter. Could it be that now he has given birth to a hybrid that is exactly like him?

Forget it, before seeing it, everything is just a guess.

"Name, origin, age, martial spirit, innate soul power, and what is your current identity?" After a pause, Huo Yun'er asked again.

"Madam, are you checking your household registration?"

"I want to hand over my daughter to you, so I naturally need to have a general understanding of you." Huo Yun'er didn't know what a household registration check meant, but Qianjie was obviously asking rhetorically.

"The name is Qianjie. He was born in Qianjiatun. He is ten years old. He is born with full soul power, twin martial souls, blood and Xinhua Dictionary." Qianjie opened his hands, and two martial souls appeared in his hands.

If a boy is handed over to a stranger, he has to check it thoroughly, let alone a girl. Fortunately, he didn't ask about the deposit of the garage.

"As for identity, I have a lot to think about.

"The candidate for the Holy Son of the Holy Spirit Sect organized by the evil soul master, the student of Xu Tianran, the crown prince of the Sun and Moon Empire, the direct disciple of Mingde Hall Tiangong Douluo...

"And the descendants of Wuhun Palace!"

He looked up at the sky, his eyes full of ridicule.

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