Chapter 686: Ah Hua is gone
The village witch and his family received the punishment they deserved, and the dark cloud hanging over Ava Village finally dissipated.
Tangli had been traveling all the way, hungry and full, and dirty all over. Now that he had settled down temporarily, had a good meal, took a hot bath, and had a good sleep, he felt much more relaxed and indescribably refreshed.
The sun came out and sunlight shone through the window.
When Tangli opened the door, he saw Sanbao lying on a wooden chair in the yard, basking in the sun.
Wangyou just sat aside, staring into the air, then suddenly reached out and grabbed it.
He must be chasing away flying insects for Sanbao.
When Wangyou saw that he had caught a flying insect in his hand, he immediately smiled.
The boy smiled brightly and unconcealedly, as if he had encountered something very happy.
As if sensing Tangli's gaze, Wangyou looked towards her, his expression suddenly becoming respectful.
Tangli waved to Wangyou, and Wangyou stood up and walked towards Tangli quietly.
"Madam." Wangyou said respectfully.
"Go out for a walk?"
Tangli took him out of the yard and walked on the path at the door.
"Have you thought of anything these two days?" Tang Li asked.
Wangyou frowned and shook his head: "I only remembered a few things from the day when we broke the formation, but nothing else since then."
A person reappeared repeatedly in his memory. That person's hand was very broad. It grasped his small hand and led him into the huge temple. The same hand appeared in another memory, clutching a stone, teaching him the formation...
However, he could not remember what that person looked like.
"You were originally a witch servant, the successor to the Great Witch. Logically, you should be in Yuecheng. Now you may be a Great Witch, but you are stranded outside, turned into a slave, and sold as a commodity... I don't know the situation in Yuecheng, but where there are people, there must be disputes, so it is very likely that it involves a power dispute." Tang Li said.
The ancient tribes absolutely believed in the Saintess and the Great Witch, who were the equivalent of the rulers of the ancient tribe. It was perfectly normal for someone like Wangyou to be drawn into power struggles.
Wangyou's brows furrowed even more tightly, and he felt a little uneasy: "Madam, have I caused trouble for you and the master?"
If my wife feels that she is too troublesome and doesn't want me anymore, I will have no complaints.
They are all his benefactors, he cannot implicate them.
However, he still felt very uncomfortable. The thought of leaving his master made his heart tighten and he felt so uncomfortable that he could hardly breathe.
"No, what I want to say is that no matter who you are or what difficulties you face, I will help you. No matter what choice you make, I will support you. You don't have to be trembling or uneasy, just like before." Tang Li said.
Tang Li is not someone who would take the initiative to cause trouble, but he is definitely not afraid of trouble.
She has already treated Wangyou as her own.
One of her characteristics is that she protects her shortcomings.
"If you remember anything, you must tell me immediately. Knowing yourself and your enemy will prevent you from being passive. Of course, if your memory is fully restored and you want to go back, I will not stop you." Tangli said, looking deeply at Wangyou, "I hope you get what you want."
Wangyou's eyes were slightly red.
His wife's words warmed his heart.
Those difficult years seemed to be a test and a way to accumulate luck, and finally I met the master and the lady.
Thinking of this, the memories of those years seemed less embarrassing and terrifying.
The lady and the master treated him so well.
How could he possibly choose to go back?
He was just afraid that he would become more and more greedy.
Tangli took Wangyou for a walk, and after they finished chatting, they returned to their residence.
Sanbao was still basking in the sun, his little face was sunburned red, and he was sleeping soundly.
Wangyou walked over quietly and continued to drive away the flying insects for her.
Looking at his sleeping master, Wangyou felt filled with happiness.
"Sister." Ah Hua walked in from outside and called out, "I have something to tell you."
The two found two chairs and sat down.
"Sister, my brother and I drew the route out last night. Uncle Awang told us." Ahua said.
Ever since she learned that her parents were not dead but were captured and taken to Yuecheng, Ah Hua felt that many of the things Uncle Awang did were not accidental.
Why did Uncle Awang tell her and her brother the route to get out over and over again?
Do you think they'll need it someday? Do you think they'll leave here someday?
Maybe Uncle Awang knows something?
Ah Hua handed the brown paper to Tang Li.
Tang Li took it and opened it. The route marked on it was very clear and easy to see at a glance.
"Thank you." Tangli looked at Ah Hua and guessed something, "You guys aren't going out with us?"
Ah Hua smiled and shook her head: "My brother and I are going to Yuecheng to find my parents."
Ah Hua was still very young when her parents left.
However, she often dreams of her parents.
She dreamed that her father carried her on his shoulders and chased a wild boar. She accidentally fell down and her nose bled a lot. Her mother pulled her father's ear and scolded him.
She dreamed that her mother was sitting in the yard, making small clothes for her.
She misses her parents so much.
I really want my parents to hug her again.
After knowing that her parents might still be alive, the desire in her heart became stronger and stronger, like a spark, burning brighter and brighter, and about to set the whole prairie on fire.
If only I could find my parents.
It would be nice if the four of them could be reunited.
"Does Axuan know?" Tang Li asked.
Tang Li felt regretful at most that they could not go the same way, but the saddest one was Zhao Jingxuan.
His Highness has already planned accommodation for Ahua and Amu in the capital.
When talking about Zhao Jingxuan, a hint of sadness flashed in Ah Hua's eyes.
I think he couldn't bear to part with Zhao Jingxuan either.
"I'll tell him."
Ah Hua walked up the wooden stairs to the second floor, came to a room and knocked on the door.
"Who?" Zhao Jingxuan's loud voice came from inside.
"Axuan, it's me." Ahua said.
"Ahua~" Zhao Jingxuan's voice suddenly lowered a few notes and became gentle, "Come in."
When Ah Hua pushed the door open and went in, she saw Zhao Jingxuan leaning against the pillow, half lying on the bed, his face still swollen, with new wounds on top of old ones, groaning, and looking extremely pitiful.
"Does it hurt?" Ah Hua asked softly.
"It hurts, my hand hurts, I can't even eat." Zhao Jingxuan said aggrievedly, looking at Ahua, then at the porridge next to him, the implication was very obvious.
Ah Hua smiled and picked up the porridge: "I'll feed you."
Zhao Jingxuan was extremely happy that what he wanted was achieved.
Ah Hua fed her mouthful by mouthful.
Zhao Jingxuan was extremely happy and thought wildly about their future.
By the time he finished feeding half a bowl of porridge, Zhao Jingxuan had already thought of a name for their baby.
"Axuan, I'm not going to Da Zhou anymore. I'm going to Yuecheng." Ahua put down the bowl of porridge and said.
The smile on Zhao Jingxuan's face froze and then shattered.
Ah Hua isn't going to Da Zhou with him anymore?!
This information lingered in Zhao Jingxuan's mind, like water, extinguishing the flame of his joy, leaving only sadness and loss.
"This is for you." Ah Hua handed a necklace made of red rope to Zhao Jingxuan.
Zhao Jingxuan took the necklace and it just fit around his waist.
Ah Hua has such a skillful hand.
Zhao Jingxuan held the necklace tightly in his palm, feeling even more sad.
"Ah Xuan, don't be sad." Ah Hua touched his head, "We will meet again if we are destined to."
He was in the Great Zhou, and Ahua was in the ancient tribe. Zhao Jingxuan knew that this farewell was forever, and there would be no chance of seeing them again.
Zhao Jingxuan forced a smile.
"I haven't prepared any gifts for you..."
Zhao Jingxuan searched his whole body, but all the jade pendants were gone, and there was nothing valuable left.
Two hands stretched out, empty.
When he was racking his brains to think of what to give Ah Hua, Ah Hua stretched out her hand and seemed to take something from him.
"Axuan, I received your gift."
Zhao Jingxuan was stunned for a moment.
"It's your kindness." Ah Hua smiled with her eyes curved and clear.
Zhao Jingxuan felt a lump in his throat and wanted to cry.
Real men shouldn't cry.
Ah Hua is really nice.
"Ahua, I wish you and Amu can find your parents and be reunited as a family." Zhao Jingxuan said.
"Okay, thank you."
"Can you hold me for a minute?"
Ah Hua came closer, hugged Zhao Jingxuan and then let him go.
"We'll be leaving soon, Xuan. Goodbye."
"Ahua, goodbye."
Zhao Jingxuan locked himself in the room for most of the day. In the afternoon, he suddenly opened the door and came out, limping downstairs and almost falling.
A hand reached out and supported him.
Zhao Jingxuan looked at Tang Li, his eyes reddened, and he hugged her.
Tangli could feel the sadness emanating from the boy and patted his back gently to comfort him.
"Ahua and Amu are gone." Zhao Jingxuan said in a muffled voice.
"Well, all good things must come to an end, and we have to go home tomorrow." Tang Li said.
Young people, experience separation and suffering again and again, and then grow up.
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