Chapter 125 If Line: If Song Jinhe is Reborn (14)

Zhu Qinghan was also startled by this sudden scene. When he came to his senses, he saw two figures fighting in the hall.

Song Jinhe saw who was coming and quickly ordered them to stop.

"Zhao Ye! One of us!!!"

Wei Zhaoye's palm was full of wind, and he was about to slap the damn baby thief's head to make it explode, when he heard the voice of his sister-in-law.

After a pause, Wei Zhaoye noticed the people in the flower hall.

His pupils shrank, and when he looked at the person in front of him again, a trace of daze and surprise flashed across his eyes, and the strength in his hands also eased.

When Yunxiazi heard what the woman said, she put away the poison needle in her hand and looked at the man in front of her with her fox eyes moving around, looking quite calm.

But Yunxiazi never attacks people he knows.

So he took a look and then looked away, sat back down, held his goddaughter in his arms and teased her.

After this misunderstanding, Wei Rong looked at his sister Afu who was not hurt, his eyes full of fear.

I secretly swore in my heart that I would practice martial arts hard and protect my sister Afu.

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Zhu Qinghan hosted a small banquet at his mansion for Yun Fu's hundred-day anniversary.

The people invited were all well-known people.

Now Yunfu, who is one month old, can already crawl. She is wearing a red embroidered jacket and looks very cute.

The red cloth was filled with all kinds of things, including banknotes, gold, pens, abacus and other objects, waiting for the little girl to draw lots.

Wei Rong can now hold the one-month-old girl in his arms effortlessly and even steadily.

Yun Fu's clinginess to Wei Rong is almost catching up to that of her old mother Zhu Qinghan.

Zhu Qinghan felt both amused and helpless when he saw his daughter pestering Wei Rong to hold her during the hundred-day banquet.

Wei Rong had a secret joy in his eyes when he saw Sister Afu pestering him.

"Aunt Qing, let me hold my sister and go draw lots."

Zhu Qinghan looked at his daughter whose little hands were tightly hugging the boy's neck and could only nod.

I was a little worried that after the Hundred Days Banquet, if I took the child back to Nanling, he would cry and make a fuss.

"Hurry, hurry, let's see what our Fufu can catch."

Surrounded by a group of adults, Wei Rong coaxed the little baby down from her neck and placed her on the prepared red cloth.

Everyone looked at what the little guy would catch with great anticipation.

Yuxue, the cute little ball of milk, looked at the things in front of her, then turned to look at her handsome brother beside her.

He casually grabbed a large gold ingot that was closest to him.

Just when Zhu Qinghan thought his daughter liked gold, the little girl threw the gold ingot in her hand away fiercely.

"It seems our Fufu doesn't like gold~"

Song Jinhe chuckled.

Then, he touched the small jade abacus, grabbed it in his hand, and threw it away.

Soon, everyone noticed that the little girl threw away everything on the red cloth.

Finally, he crawled to a jade pendant carved from purple jade with great difficulty, reached out to grab it, and then climbed back with a whooshing sound.

Just when everyone was wondering what this brat was going to do, the little girl stuffed the purple jade bead in her hand into Wei Rong's hand in front of everyone.

Then he raised his hand towards the boy, as if asking for a hug.

This series of actions made everyone laugh and cry.

Wei Rong looked at the jade pendant in his hand, then looked at the little girl who raised her hands to ask him for a hug. His heart was filled with joy. He bent down and picked up the little girl easily.

Zhu Qinghan didn't expect that the last thing his daughter grabbed was actually to give to Wei Rong.

"So, what's this drawing of lots?"

Song Jinhe covered her lips with her handkerchief and laughed softly, "It seems that Fufu finally caught my Ziyang and Qinghan. It seems that we will really become relatives in the future~"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Qinghan smiled and said, "Then our Fu Fu has gotten a great deal."

After the Hundred Days Banquet, Zhu Qinghan prepared to pack up and return to Nanling.

When Wei Rong learned that Aunt Qing was going to take Afu to Nanling, his first reaction was, "Aunt Qing, when will you be back?"

Zhu Qinghan looked at Wei Rong, who was looking at her eagerly with his head tilted up. Her heart softened. She squatted down and rubbed the boy's head with her hand. "Auntie Qing, please come back as soon as possible."

When Wei Rong heard this, his eyes instantly turned red.

But I could only nod obediently.

On the day Zhu Qinghan left the capital, all the members of the Wei family came outside the city to see him off.

Being held in the arms of her handsome brother, Yun Fu, who was confused, blinked her beautiful big eyes and looked at the handsome brother who was holding her.

She raised her little hand and touched his face, "Ah..."

Wei Rong felt the touch on his face, lowered his eyes to look at the delicate little girl in his arms, and tightened his grip around her.

Song Jinhe was talking to Qinghan. When she glanced at her son and saw that his eyes were a little red, she felt a little uncomfortable.

Ever since Fu Fu was born, his son has been almost inseparable from Yun Fu. Now that the two children have to be separated for a while, they will naturally feel reluctant to part.

Coming to his son, he patted his head and said, "Leave Fu Fu to your Aunt Qing. It's getting late, and they have to leave."

Upon hearing this, Wei Rong subconsciously hugged the little girl in his arms tightly, but eventually handed her over to Aunt Qing.

The little girl returned to her mother's arms and smiled happily at her handsome brother.

Zhu Qinghan saw that it was indeed getting late, so he carried his daughter and got into the carriage.

Wei Rong was carried to the carriage by Yun Fu. He walked forward uncontrollably, but before he took a few steps, he was held down by his mother.

Zhu Qinghan, who had gotten on the carriage, lifted the curtain and looked at the people outside. "Just drop us off here. Let's go back. We're leaving."

Song Jinhe was also a little sad. "Be careful on the road and come back soon."

Zhu Qinghan nodded, then took his daughter's hand and waved to the red-eyed teenager, "Fu Fu, say goodbye to Brother Zi Yang."

The kid thought this was some fun game, and he smiled with his eyes curved and made some babbling sounds.

Wei Rong's eyes were red, and he couldn't help but say, "Afu, brother will wait for you to come back."

When the little girl saw her handsome brother with red eyes, she subconsciously stretched out her little hands and asked him to hold her.

But he never expected that the car curtain was drawn, blocking the two children's view.

Wei Rong watched the carriage going further and further away, and the tears that had been suppressed for a long time finally burst out uncontrollably.

Zhu Qinghan didn't expect that after she left, it would be ten years before she returned to Beijing.