"Hu is back."

Suqin stood up, walked to Honghu, took her hand, and then pulled her to sit in front of Luo Lanxier. This was also the first time that Luo Lanxier had the opportunity to look at and compare the two "Phoenixes".

Compared with Suqin, Honghu is a little weaker. Her whole body seems to be made of mutton-fat jade, with a semi-transparent and jade-like feeling. Sitting under the windowsill, the sunlight falls on her side face, giving people the illusion that it will penetrate her body at any time, with a hazy and dreamy beauty.

"Hu was injured during the Chaos Disaster that year. Although he survived, he has always been weak."

Suqin gently stroked Honghu's long hair beside her, allowing her to lean easily on her shoulder, while Honghu's dust-free snow-white dress was spread out on the bamboo mat, but reflected bright light under the sunlight. Her eyes were slightly closed, as if she was listening to Suqin talking, occasionally opening her eyes, looking at the scene in front of her, and then closing them again.

"No wonder..." Loran Hill nodded. No wonder Honghu had not appeared in the world for hundreds of years and had been in seclusion.

"But don't worry. Hu's condition has gradually stabilized and will not get worse." Suqin continued to explain, and then asked Honghu whether he wanted to take a nap or have lunch first.

"Eat something, or what Qin prepared will get cold." She opened her eyes and answered softly, as faint as the ripples in a summer lotus pond.

"Then I'll go prepare first. You can talk to little Loran. She is also our successor." Then Suqin stood up.

"Hmm..." The voice was soft, but also very pleasant.

As he spoke, he rested his hands lightly on his knees, then opened his eyes and looked at Loran Hill.

"You must be Lorraine."

"yes."

Then there was a pause of several seconds. The witch in white seemed to be a little sleepy from the sun, and her eyes opened and closed from time to time.

"Senior Honghu." Loran Hill called her name softly, fearing that she would suddenly fall asleep and then fall on the coffee table.

"Yeah, it's okay." She answered with her eyes closed, then slowly opened them.

"Is there anything you want to ask me, Loran?"

How did she know what I wanted to ask? Maybe I was too curious. Loran Hill blinked and then spoke.

"Actually, I'm curious about some of the old stories of our predecessors, as well as about Lady Caihua."

"Mother..." A hint of nostalgia rose in Honghu's eyes.

"I was the third child adopted by Mother. That day, I had come with my family by boat to the Yellow Sea to worship the mountain. After we finished praying at the temple, the priest came over and told my family and I not to leave."

"Then someone took us to the mountain, and that's where I first met Lady Caihua."

"She was sitting on a rock, looking very beautiful, with white chrysanthemums in her hands. I stood by and watched her slowly weave the chrysanthemums into a bracelet."

"She asked me to hold out my hand, so I walked over and held out my hand, and then the bracelet woven with white flowers was put on my wrist."

"Since then, I have lived on the Yellow Sea Mountain, living with Lady Caihua and growing up slowly."

"My family members can see me, but gradually, they are more and more afraid of me and dare not talk to me casually."

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"I am the third one to come to my mother. The first one was Qingluan, Suqin was the second, then Xiaoyu was the fourth, and Xuanyu was the fifth."

"Luan is amazing. She learns everything very quickly. She also takes us to play in the mountains, plant peach trees, and go fishing."

"The relationship between the 鸑鷟 and the 鹓鶵 is very good. Because they are the youngest and the last to arrive, they often act together."

"Although she's the younger one, she's very sophisticated. Sometimes, she'd laugh and say she's old-fashioned, like a little old man. But the two of them still play and joke together a lot."

"At that time, I couldn't compare to Luan and Suqin in my studies, and I wasn't as good as the later Queju in cultivation. The only things I was good at were probably writing and painting."

Honghu recalled and slowly told the scenes in her memory. At that time, the five of them were still very young and green girls, not as great as they were later. Sometimes their fun in the mountains would give Caihua's mother a headache.

Caihua has a very good personality. She seems to have endless patience. She takes good care of the five of them, helps them analyze their recent troubles, and tells them what they should pay attention to in life. However, no one among the Five Phoenixes can fully inherit this patience and composure. Even Honghu herself has only learned 30% of it.

Honghu once asked Caihua why he could never learn. Caihua just smiled and said, "Honghu, you have tried very hard. I am not disappointed in you."

Compared to Wufeng, who was taken care of by someone, Caihua's growth experience was much more difficult and tortuous. When she was young, the East was a wild world with soaring dragons and monsters everywhere, and the tribes were full of intrigue. It could be said to be a very dangerous and chaotic era, and Caihua lived in this displaced life for hundreds of years, experiencing struggles, betrayals, restarts, and so on. This long and difficult tempering made her like tempered glass, no longer surprised by many things. It seemed that she could spend decades or hundreds of years to do a small thing, and she could complete it calmly and delicately. If she failed, she could just try again.

Such a mentality is naturally beyond the reach of the young Wufeng, so Caihua would comfort Honghu and say that she has done very well.

"Mother is always so tolerant. Even if we make mistakes occasionally, it seems to be within her expectations." Honghu's eyes looked at the soft white light on the dress in front of him, and his voice was full of thoughts.

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