Chapter 585 Lotus Building CP Li Lianhua
Chapter 585 Lotus Building CP Li Lianhua
Li Lianhua stopped talking and quickly put Buwei on the ground.
He was about to continue speaking when he saw his teacher's wife squat down, avoiding him.
Grandma Ling held Buwei's little hand and looked at Hua Xiaozhou beside her with kind eyes and a gentle voice.
"Miss, may I call you Xiaozhou?"
Hua Xiaozhou nodded as she spoke:
"Alright, alright, you can call me whatever you want, Master's wife."
“Grandma, I am seven years old. Also, my father’s name is Li Lianhua, not Xiangyi.”
Buwei was a very smart child. When he was three years old, he knew his parents' names and could recite his home address.
Ling Po didn't utter a single word in rebuttal, her smile widening to the point where the crow's feet around her eyes, and echoed Bu Wei's words:
"The sorceress knows. Your father's name is Lotus. He's so good and smart. He looks exactly like Lotus when he was little."
He nodded unsatisfiedly and took the sorceress's hand.
Beside him, Li Lianhua lowered her head and helped Hua Xiaozhou wipe his tears with a handkerchief. Perhaps out of unease, she was still clutching Hua Xiaozhou's wide sleeve with one hand.
Not wanting to be held by their master's wife, the three of them used their lightness skills to return to Yunju Pavilion.
Upon arrival, Hua Xiaozhou took the initiative to show Buwei around, leaving Li Lianhua and his master's wife some space to catch up.
"Xiangyi, it's been ten years. What exactly happened to you back then? Why didn't you go home after you were injured? Do you even know what your master...?"
"I know, I'm sorry, Master's wife. It's all my fault. I was arrogant and reckless, causing Master and Master's wife to worry about me. Not only did I fail to find my senior brother, but I also... caused Master's death. It's all my fault..."
Guilt and remorse gripped Li Lianhua's heart like thorns covered in poison, and tears of pain streamed down his face. He didn't know how to face his master's wife. It was he who had caused her to lose her husband and all her children. He couldn't forgive himself.
Grandma Ling was also in tears, but seeing her child in such pain, she quickly rallied, her voice filled with resilience and comfort:
"Xiangyi, you're wrong. You shouldn't blame yourself like this. Your master's death was just an accident. If your master were still alive, he wouldn't blame you, and neither would your master's wife. We all feel sorry for you, Xiangyi. Your master's wife only blames you for being injured but not coming home. Everyone says... everyone says you're dead. Your master's wife doesn't believe it, but... ten years! Ten years without you coming home! What am I supposed to do? Huh?"
Li Lianhua felt even more remorseful because of his teacher's wife's tolerance; he had truly made a mistake.
The mother and son embraced and wept bitterly.
This belated reunion, though filled with sorrow, also contained joy.
Hua Xiaozhou and Buwei sat side by side on the steps outside Yunju Pavilion, watching the clouds and mist swirling in the mountains and the birds flying by. The two of them chatted back and forth, waiting for the adults inside to finish speaking.
"My wife, I won't."
Li Lianhua's eyes were slightly red, but she was visibly happy. Her eyebrows and eyes were relaxed, her shoulders were no longer tense, and she looked relaxed and composed, even a little lazy.
Hua Xiaozhou and Buwei stood up abruptly, the three of them joined together, holding hands.
"How did it go? Did you finish talking to your master's wife?"
"Yes, I already said it."
Hua Xiaozhou was puzzled and asked:
"You already said it? You already said it? What did you say?"
Li Lianhua smiled, like a fox.
"Tell me I was injured, then my wife saved me, I accidentally lost my memory, and then shamelessly offered myself to repay the life-saving grace, giving birth to Buwei and becoming a divine doctor. It's all thanks to you, my wife. My master's wife said that I should treat you well, and she also wants to give you her treasure. How about it? Do you want it?"
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