Rebirth of the fire-baked concubine

Chapter 1569
"Oh?" Xia Houhong slightly raised his eyebrows, "I don't know how you guys met my nephew?"

It was really difficult for Yun Jingchu to answer this question.

"Sorry, it's a long story. If... Xuanyuanqi recognizes Xiahou's family in the future, Mr. Xiahou can ask him." Yun Jingchu said apologetically.

After all, this involves the privacy of both her and Dao, and she can't just tell the whole story.Of course, if Dao is willing to tell her grandfather and uncles about this at that time, she will not stop it.

Xia Houhong's eyes flashed, then he smiled faintly, nodded and said, "Then I won't make things difficult for you." After finishing speaking, Xia Houhong lowered his head to drink tea and stopped talking.

Yun Jingchu let out a long breath.

After all, chatting with someone who is too smart is a very tiring thing.

The room fell into silence again.

At this moment, a voice that sounded sad and joyful came from the next room: "Qi'er, it's really you!"

Hearing the sound, the face of Mr. Sa of Xiahou's family changed, Xiahouan rushed to the door first, and shouted inside: "Father, are you sure that it is my sister's child?"

Everyone else pricked up their ears and waited for Mrs. Xiahou to answer.

There was no answer in the room, but there was a sound. The next moment, the door on the side was pushed open, and the old Mr. Xiahou came out holding the knife, with tears running down his face, and the expression on his face was mixed with excitement, joy, and sadness. ...

"You three, come and see your nephew. The father has been determined. He is Lan'er's child. He is finally back." The old man Xiahou waved to the three sons, his voice trembling, and he was a little incoherent.

Xia Houan was taken aback for a moment, and looked at the knife in surprise.

Xia Houhong and Xia Houjing jumped up one after another, and rushed to the old man Xiahou and Dao, looking at each other and smiling at the same time...

"It's good to be back. It's good to be back. Father, mother and us have finally fulfilled a wish." Xia Houjing was so excited that he rubbed his hands.

"Qi'er, don't blame us for our suspicion just now, we are also afraid that others will pretend to be you." Xia Houhong said with a smile.

"Don't worry, Uncle, I won't care. After all, we haven't seen each other for more than 20 years. When I left here, I was still a child who didn't remember anything." Dao said calmly.

"Good boy, good boy, you have been wronged..." Old Master Xiahou clapped his knife hand, and said with a look of relief and guilt.

However, amidst this faction of joy, there came a discordant voice: "But, my sister and the current emperor are both beautiful people, why, as their child, my nephew looks so...ordinary?"

The one who said this was Xia Houan, who had been a little unresponsive all the time. While saying this, Xia Houan looked up and down the knife with a bit of disgust.From the looks of it, it's not that the knife looks ordinary, but rather ugly.

As soon as Xia Houan's words came out, the old man Xiahou and his two elder brothers immediately stared at him.

"That's right." Xia Houan shrank her neck in fear, and then muttered in a low voice.

"Let you learn something more every day. Don't be so idle all the time. You just don't listen. Fortunately, you often travel around the rivers and lakes. Don't you see that your nephew's face is easy?" Xia Houhong hated iron. He looked at his younger brother fiercely.

"Ah..." Xia Houan opened his mouth in surprise, and looked at the knife in a daze.

(End of this chapter)