The fool prince: the world's number one concubine

Chapter 130 Five: Ancient Ritual 5

Time seems to pass quickly. Although the weather is changeable, sometimes cold, sometimes hot, sometimes it rains, sometimes it is exposed to the sun, but when Wen Chuyao and Han Rongxuan are together, they seem to be happy forever, everywhere hapiness.

Three days passed in a flash, and Wen Chuyao and Han Rongxuan had eaten up all the food on their bodies. Han Rongxuan was a little anxious because he was worried that Wen Chuyao was here alone to find food.

Han Rongxuan asked Wen Chuyao, "Are you very hungry?"

Wen Chuyao shook her head and said, "Not hungry, very good."

Han Rongxuan patted himself on the head and said, "I'm so stupid. If I ask you like this, of course you say you're not hungry."

Wen Chuyao laughed and said, "Haha, I'm really not hungry, you're really stupid."

Han Rongxuan looked at Wen Chuyao helplessly. He knew that even if he wasn't hungry now, if he kept on waiting like this, he didn't know when it would be the end. Wen Chuyao's body had just recovered, so how could he endure such suffering.

Han Rongxuan said suddenly: "I'll grab a chicken and eat it."

Wen Chuyao quickly stopped her and said, "No, she didn't agree. If we make a big mistake, wouldn't we want to anger her?"

Han Rongxuan said disdainfully: "Come on, am I, Han Rongxuan, really afraid of her?"

Wen Chuyao couldn't convince him, so Han Rongxuan immediately ran to grab a chicken, and when he came back, he lit it up and roasted it. The smell of roasted chicken was so delicious that both Wen Chuyao and Han Rongxuan began to salivate.

Suddenly, a stone flew out of the wooden house, and immediately flew the chicken that was roasting on the fire into the distance. Han Rongxuan and Wen Chuyao hardly understood what was going on.

Wen Chuyao raised her head to take a closer look, and shouted happily: "That sword has fallen, she is going to see us."

Han Rongxuan said coldly: "She wants to see us, what is there to be so happy about?"

Wen Chuyao didn't seem to hear Han Rongxuan's words, so she took Han Rongxuan's hand and ran into the house.

Pushing open the door, the room was quiet, the warm little bed, neatly furnished, made Wen Chuyao feel like coming home.

Han Rongxuan vigilantly observed every corner of the house. Almost everything in this room was made of wood. Han Rongxuan couldn't help being a little surprised. With such a design and such an old feeling, this small wooden house should have been around for a long time up.

Suddenly, the door rang, and Han Rongxuan and Wen Chuyao turned their heads at the same time. The person who came was Liu Yingchun, who was covered in a black scarf. Even his face was completely covered. This was the owner of the house.

Han Rongxuan looked at her, as if the original resentment and anger were gone, because Liu Yingchun's eyes were not as vicious or mysterious as they thought before, on the contrary, they were kind and peaceful eyes, and the people watching Unusually warm inside.

Han Rongxuan's originally prepared complaints and insults disappeared almost instantly.

Liu Yingchun said suddenly: "Chu Yao, you are finally here."

Wen Chuyao looked surprised. First, she didn't expect this woman to know her name. Second, she didn't expect that she would call herself with such a gentle and warm voice.

Wen Chuyao was a little stunned, and she replied blankly: "Yes."

Liu Yingchun walked over, gently stroked Wen Chuyao's face, and looked carefully into Wen Chuyao's eyes. Wen Chuyao was like a completely tamed cat, not resisting at all.

Han Rongxuan was also stunned by this scene, staring blankly at Liu Yingchun and Wen Chuyao.

Liu Yingchun said again: "Chuyao, how are you doing?"

Wen Chuyao nodded obediently, and Han Rongxuan couldn't help asking Liu Yingchun, "Who the hell are you? If you really care about Chuyao, you shouldn't play tricks like this."

Liu Yingchun completely ignored Han Rongxuan, and still looked at Wen Chuyao quietly.

Wen Chuyao took Liu Yingchun's hand, and finally asked: "Who are you? How do you know me? Are you looking for me? Or Han Rongxuan?"

Liu Yingchun's hand was held by Wen Chuyao, and she pulled it out consciously. She quietly walked aside, sat on a small stool, and then began to pour tea for Han Rongxuan and Wen Chuyao.

Wen Chuyao and Han Rongxuan walked over and sat down.

The three of them stopped talking, Wen Chuyao's brows began to wrinkle slightly, and knots began to intertwine little by little.

Maybe Liu Yingchun saw Wen Chuyao's troubles and anxiety, Liu Yingchun's eyes smiled, and then she said: "Chuyao, I'm going to lift the veil now, don't be afraid."

When Wen Chuyao heard this, she nodded immediately and said, "Yes."

Liu Yingchun slowly lifted the veil. On the left is a beautiful face, even more beautiful than Wen Chuyao, with delicate skin and beautiful outline. On the right, there are three twisted scars, crawling along the nose to the ears.

Wen Chuyao was stunned for a moment, and Han Rongxuan held her hand tightly.

Suddenly, Han Rongxuan shouted: "Could it be that you are..."

Han Rongxuan stopped suddenly, because maybe this identity should not be revealed by Han Rongxuan.

Liu Yingchun glanced at Han Rongxuan, smiled, and then asked Wen Chuyao, "Do you remember what I look like?"

Wen Chuyao was already speechless in astonishment. The person in front of her seemed to be familiar to her, but she just couldn't tell where she met her, what his relationship with her was, and what his name was.

After a long time, Wen Chuyao shook her head and said, "I'm sorry, I really can't remember who you are."

Liu Yingchun smiled and said, "I am your mother."

After Wen Chuyao heard it, her eyes seemed to be a little dull, she was not surprised, and she didn't say anything, she just looked straight at Liu Yingchun without saying a word.

Han Rongxuan tentatively asked softly, "Chu Yao, are you alright?"

Wen Chuyao looked at Liu Yingchun, tears kept streaming down her face, but she just didn't speak.

Han Rongxuan was a little anxious, afraid that Wen Chuyao would not be able to bear it, so he turned Wen Chuyao to face him, and asked, "Chuyao, look at me and answer me, are you okay?"

Wen Chuyao finally shook her head, then she pushed Han Rongxuan away, faced Liu Yingchun, and called out as if whispering: "Mother."

Liu Yingchun smiled, as if she had already prepared everything in her heart.

Han Rongxuan said: "Since it's Wen Chuyao's mother, why didn't you go to Wen Chuyao directly, instead of going through so much trouble and making Wen Chuyao go through so much hardship?"

Liu Yingchun said: "Because I want to see if the man my daughter picked is worth relying on for a lifetime."

Han Rongxuan smiled and said, "Then what do you think now?"

Liu Yingchun looked at Han Rongxuan coldly, and said, "However, if it wasn't because Chuyao likes you, I would kill you right now."

Wen Chuyao asked in surprise: "Why? Why did you kill him?"

Han Rongxuan was silent, looking at Liu Yingchun, Liu Yingchun looked at Han Rongxuan coldly, maybe she was hesitating whether to speak or not.

Wen Chuyao continued to ask: "What happened, mother, why did you kill him? Why?"

Liu Yingchun sighed and said, "Oh, it's all in the past, as long as you are happy."

Wen Chuyao shook her head, unable to easily turn the page, she still asked: "Why? Please tell me!"

Han Rongxuan suddenly said to Liu Yingchun: "Tell him, maybe, this is my Han Rongxuan's knot, what should come will always come."

Only then did Liu Yingchun turn her face away, and said to Wen Chuyao with an unusually heavy voice, "My face was caused by him."