However, the next moment, a magnified face suddenly appeared in front of him, causing him to frown deeply, thinking to himself, "This pretty boy is really persistent."
It turned out that Yun Xiao, who was standing to the side, saw that Nangong Yuan was staring at Han Yiyi in a daze, so he stepped forward to block Nangong Yuan's view and spoke up.
"General Nangong, you must be tired from your journey. I just cut you some watermelon, please try it and see if it's sweet!"
Upon hearing Yun Xiao's words, Nangong Yuan raised an eyebrow, gave a soft hum, and then said, "Then thank you, Brother Yun!"
Ten years later, the streets of Kyoto were packed with people, who almost completely blocked the roads in their eagerness to catch a glimpse of the top scholar.
However, on the second floor of Yunhan Restaurant, by the window, Zi Hui, who had grown into a young woman, tugged at Han Yiyi's sleeve and excitedly shouted.
"Mother, Mother, look! My brother is coming! Mother, Mother, look! There are so many little girls throwing sachets at my brother!"
Han Yiyi felt dizzy from being pulled, and quickly replied, "Okay, okay, I saw it. If you pull again, I'm going to faint!"
At the same time, a beggar at the corner of the alley saw Zicheng riding a white horse, his pupils dilated, and he quickly scrambled over, shouting as he did so.
"My son, my son, the top scholar is my son..."
This beggar was Fan Ting. Zicheng, who was on horseback, did not hear his shouts, but the officials at the back did. How dare he insult the top scholar like that? They naturally had to teach him a lesson.
"Where did this madman come from, daring to say that the young master of the General's Mansion is your son? I think you don't want to live anymore. Get the hell out of here, or if I see you again, I'll break your other leg too!"
Upon hearing the official's words, Fan Ting's eyes turned deathly still. Looking at his broken leg, he suddenly recalled how he had divorced Han Yiyi and severed ties with his two children. If he hadn't driven them away back then, would things have been different?
If Fan Ting hadn't kicked the original owner out of the house back then, there wouldn't be the Han Yiyi we know today. It's all fate. (The End)
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