Chapter 3 Hope

The family hurried to the inner room, holding Nalan Zhouyi, who seemed to be dementia, lost the agility of the past, and a sadness slowly fainted around.

"Come on, it is said that Mr. Zhang is checking the body for the child..." His gloomy face rarely moved with real anger, and the chair under him creaked.

"Master, it's okay... It will be fine..."

"Yes, it will be fine..."

The hopeful family tells the romance in the bottom of his heart, but he can't hide the depression around him and the in freedom in the air.

"Mr. Zhang, come and see the child. How's it going now?" The madam shouted anxiously.

"Don't worry, madam, let me check..." Mr. Zhang's hands suddenly turned into jade, and the brilliant light shone on his sad face. He gradually fainted his cheeks and frowned, unconsciously diluted the depression and sadness in his heart.

"Mr. Zhang is really a god, and there will definitely be a good way..." The family spoke again, and the atmosphere was slightly lively.

"That's right, Mr. Zhao is a god sent by the emperor and often lives in our Nalan family..." His voice lowered, and he saw a dense sweat on Mr. Zhao's face, waiting intently.

"But why does the young master come to make trouble every time he is born? The young master is like this, and so does the young master..." A timid little girl muttered to herself behind the crowd.

"Hmm?" Nalan Yuye was shocked and suddenly turned around against the little girl who was talking, with a trace of shock and an imperceptible light in her eyes.

"Master, this young master..."

"Mr. Zhao, whatever you say, I'm mentally prepared..." Mr. Zhang, who hesitated eagerly.

Mr. Zhang withdrew his shining hands, and the smooth jade of his soft heart slowly disappeared, and he turned his head seriously.

"Okay. The young master, now, like the eldest son, all the meridians are blocked, resulting in poor breathing in the brain, half dementia and half muddleheaded. If he continues like this, he will be like a useless man all his life like a loser and spend his life in drowsiness, unless..."

"Unless you can cultivate immortals and get a precious foundation elixir?" The woman hugged Zhou Yi in her arms listlessly at Mr. Zhang, who was hesitant.

"Yes, woman! This may be the last chance." The woman who got the affirmation, the light in her eyes seemed to disappear in an instant, and she was much older.

"Are you naive to kill me?"

Late at night, the bright red lantern was ruthlessly removed and burned under the lion's feet in front of the door. The brightly lit courtyard gradually went out. Under the dark and winter night sky, a bright and dark candlelight swayed not far away, indomitable, watching a glimmer of hope in the dark.

"Yu Ye, what should I do? ... In those years, he couldn't bear the wind and did nothing in the eyes of the public, so he sent him out and far away from his hometown. Now Yi'er is like this..." A golden **, the man held the woman snuggling in his arms tightly and worriedly facing the bright light. His not old face was full of haggardation.

"What can I do!"

"If you don't go to the emperor, there is a support from immortals behind the emperor, there must be a way!" Perhaps the last hope, the woman is eager to grab the last straw.

"It's useless. In those years, I made great achievements and became the thorn in the emperor's side. If I hadn't finally abandoned my officialdom and returned to seclusion, maybe there would have been only a loess left. As you know, every time my son was born, Kong Liuyan would come to make trouble. There must be someone to inform. There was a shadow of the emperor in it. How could he save my son? , just break your hope."

"But...but what about the child? He can't learn your martial arts, and Xiantu and they have no hope. Do they really want to spend their lives?" The last glimmer of hope was also dashed, and the face of profit alone became even older.

"Madam, don't give up. There will be major events in recent years, and few people in the secular world are my opponents. I will definitely get that for my son." The resolute face is full of confidence, and it is full of a sense of unkindness and righteousness.

"Sir, you mean..." In the night, a sound suddenly rose high, and the echo of crying with joy spread, and there were layers of ripples among the twinkling stars all over the sky.

Time is like a white horse passing through the gap,

In a blink of an eye,

It has been five years.

By the small lake in the mansion, a beautiful five-year-old boy sat quietly by the lake, looking at the fish lingerling on the lake, stunned.

I saw that the teenager's eyes were dull for a while, like a wooden man, and everything faded for a while. It's just that at this time of bleakness and the transformation of everything, waves of hope permeated the depths of my eyes.

A seven- or eight-year-old girl next to her looked at the person in front of her. From time to time, her cheeks flew red, and her smiling face was bright like a blooming peony flower.

"Sister Ru, you look at the little fish and fly around in the air like this every day. Why don't you feel tired? Why am I always have no strength. I'm so sleepy?" He yawned for a long time and casually opened his mouth, as if he even took a lot of effort to speak.

"Young master, I don't know, but it's okay. If you grow up, you will be fine. Young master, you are so cute, you will definitely get better and better, hee..." He blinked his eyes mischievously, spit out his little tongue, and replied word by word.

"Young master, you've been watching it all day. Why don't we go out for a walk? It's so lively outside and there are a lot of delicious food..." The girl opened her mouth sweetly, a pair of small tiger teeth, sharp, with a faint smile, which was so cute.

"Sister Ru, do you have any delicious food? I want to eat, I want to eat..." Zhou Yi immediately turned back his silly little face, pulled the girl's sleeve, and kept screaming obediently.

"Ha ha, let's go and buy a lot of delicious food." The girl had known such an expression for a long time, enjoyed sweet happiness with satisfaction, pulled Zhou Yi and walked out actively.

"Every time I leave the mansion, I feel much more relaxed. The house is so good, but it's too quiet, like a cage. Oh, it's so comfortable!" * stretched out and wanted to hear a voice of approval to Zhou Yi behind him. Unfortunately, the noisy crowd drowned out the soft words.

"Sister, I want to eat sugar-coated haws, I want to eat sugar-coated haws..." The girl did not look back, as if she was angry about the question just now, raised her little lips, and looked diagonally at the front, as if there was a fascinating miracle there. Zhou Yi, who couldn't wait for a reply, ran away and shouted farther and farther away.

"Sugar-coated haws..."

"Young master?" The girl turned around and disappeared from the little ass behind her. Suddenly, she turned pale and ran anxiously and shouted.