The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

Chapter 125 How much are you looking forward to in Qimu Courtyard?
Qingtian Hall
Miaoyuan got a lot of gifts and put them into her Qiankun bag, but when she turned around, her father was nowhere to be seen.

She turned around in confusion, "Grandma Min, have you seen my father?"

Granny Min shook her head decisively, "I didn't see that His Highness the King of Hell didn't come in with us."

"Ah..." Then where will her father go?
"But His Highness always goes to the young lady's room every time he comes to Qing Tianyuan."

"In my mother's room?"

"Yes, it is the place where the young lady lived before leaving the palace. It is behind the main hall, in the small courtyard of the perch."

Miaoyuan said excitedly: "Then can I go and see it?"

Granny Min smiled and nodded, "Of course Your Highness Manzhu can go and see it, but..."

Grandma Min paused when she spoke.

"What's wrong?" Miaoyuan looked at her puzzled.

Granny Min was a little tangled and said: "Your Highness is in the young lady's room at the moment. I'm afraid he is missing the young lady."

Every time like this, she ordered the monsters in Qingtianyuan not to disturb him.

Miaoyuan understood and said, "Don't worry, Grandma Min. I'll go to the back to find my father later."

"Hey, okay," Granny Min held her hand and led her out, "I'll show you Qingtianyuan, where your mother lived."

"Okay, thank you, Granny Min."

……

Qimu Courtyard
in the room
Yan Yi walked to the table, waved his hand gently, and a Manzhu Shahua appeared in the air.

"Wow," the spell was taken away, and Manzhu Shahua slowly fell on the table.

He used the power of his heart again and jumped around to explore everything in the room.It wasn't until after exploring for a while that the power of the heart returned to his hand that he suddenly opened his eyes.

Sure enough, it was the scent of Wu Yao. He felt it right. The smell on this Manzhu Shahua was Wu Yao's.

However, this Manzhushahua plant looks like it is only about 10 years old, so how can it have the aura of being without demons?

Yan Yi walked forward, slowly picked up Manzhu Shahua, put it in his hand and measured it carefully.

It's just an ordinary mandala flower. There's nothing special about it. Is it possible that it can also absorb Wuyou's aura?

"咚咚-"

"Father?" Miaoyuan's voice sounded outside the courtyard.

Yan Yi turned around, just as she walked to the door, "Father, can I come in?"

An hour has passed, she should be able to go in.

"Come in."

Sure enough, her father let her in.

Miaoyuan happily pushed open the door and asked, "What are you doing?"

Yan Yi stepped aside, revealing the manzhushahua he had placed on the table.

Miaoyuan ran over in surprise, "What is this? Manzhushahua?"

He nodded, "Yes, it has your mother's breath on it."

"Really?!" Miaoyuan happily picked it up and felt its breath in the palm of her hand.

He wondered: "Why didn't I feel it?"

"You have never seen your mother, how do you know your mother's breath?"

"That's right," Miaoyuan turned around and smiled sheepishly at him.

Yan Yi felt that she was stupid and didn't want to look at her, so he walked towards the table beside him.

Why do you keep getting stupider as you grow older?

Miaoyuan placed the Manzhu Shahua on the table, turned around and looked at the furnishings in the room, imagining her mother's appearance in her mind.On the exquisite dressing table, there is a huge bronze mirror. Around the bronze mirror, there are inlaid carvings full of beaded flowers, which look like ancient Dharma patterns or a symbol of something.

Next to the mirror, there is a round retro bed with red gauze curtains hanging on all sides, giving people a hazy and stunning feeling.

In the blink of an eye, the eternal pearl flowers were planted under the windowsill, and the hanging spiritual water flowed upside down, nourishing these delicate flowers all the time.

No wonder she smelled the fragrant smell of flowers as soon as she came in. It turned out to be the fragrance emitted by these beautiful pearl flowers.

Presumably, her mother loves these flowers and plants very much on weekdays.

Looking further forward, there is a long table of medium size where my father is sitting. On it is a pair of white porcelain iris relief tea cups. The light pink petals outline a circle of purple-pink stamens. It is beautiful. Dreamy yet unreal.

She withdrew her gaze and looked at the high square table in front of her. The four corners were slightly stretched upward to form four small tentacles. She felt that it was so cute.

Every bit and every corner of this house must have been specially designed by my mother. She must have loved this place so much.

It's just a pity...

Miaoyuan looked at the Manzhu Shahua on the table, her eyes gradually turned red.

She has never met her mother.She missed her mother.

"Father," Miaoyuan turned her head and looked over with hope in her eyes, "Can I still see my mother?"

"Pah," Yan Yi, who was lowering his head and preparing to pour tea, didn't hold the cup in his hand and fell on the table, making a small soft sound.

"Father!" Miaoyuan ran over and stood in front of him anxiously.

Yan Yi lowered his head, his expression not very real. He gently lifted the cup up and poured himself another cup of tea as if nothing had happened.

"Please tell me quickly, can I see my mother!?"

Yan Yi lowered his eyes and looked at his reflection in the cup. For a moment, he was speechless.

When Miaoyuan saw this, she was so panicked that she hurriedly ran to his side, took his arm and said, "Didn't you say that my mother will come back, and I will definitely see my mother in the future! Right, Father?! "

When she was little, she kept pestering him to ask about her mother, but he always refused to tell her.

Later, when he got tired of being pestered by her, he told her that her mother's spirit had fallen away and her soul was gone as early as the day she was born.

She didn't believe it, so she cried and shouted to find her mother. At that time, no one tried to persuade her, and almost caused the whole hell to break down.

Later, it was her father who told her that her mother would come back in the future, which made her happy.

"Father..." Miaoyuan knelt down and held his arm tremblingly, "You once said that as long as all the flowers bloom in the hell ghost clan, that will be the day my mother comes back."

"You probably didn't lie to your daughter, right?"

Yan Yi's hand holding the cup suddenly tightened, and his empty and heartless eyes became rosy and helpless at this moment.

"Father!" Miaoyuan pushed him hard and shouted with red eyes: "Tell me! You are not lying to me! What do you mean by not talking now?!"

Yan Yi slowly turned his head, feeling guilty as he looked at the little girl whose appearance and figure had changed overnight, "Yuan...Yuan'er..."

He made a hoarse voice. At this moment, in this familiar courtyard, in this place where no demon had lived for hundreds of years, he suddenly didn't know how to deceive his wife.

"Father, it's not true, right..." Miaoyuan shook her head with red eyes, "You won't lie to me, right?"

"You said mother would come back, so she will definitely come back, right?"

"Yuan'er..." Yan Yi reached out to grab her arm to calm her down, but she waved it away with a snap.

"Yan Yi!"

"How could you do this to me?!"

Miaoyuan waved his hand away and stood up angrily, ignoring respect and etiquette for a moment.

She cried and yelled: "You clearly know how much I look forward to seeing my mother! Why did you lie to me?!"

"Why did you lie to me about my mother coming back?!"

"My mother is never coming back, is she?!"

(End of this chapter)