Chapter 4709: Father is so cruel

How can a father be willing to leave his children?

Especially the two daughters he has spoiled since childhood.

The eyebrows of the twin daughters really looked like their mothers.

However, thinking of Dai'er's life and death is unknown.

Thinking that she might be alive in another world, or she might sleep on the

cold seabed forever.

Zhao Yuanjing couldn't stay for a moment.

He stared at the three children for a long time, and finally, sighed, turned

and turned on the horse, his legs clamped the horse's belly, and galloped

away.

"Father \-"

"Father, don't leave—"

Qian'er and the toddler cried to catch up.

Only Xiao Er stood still, his expression calm.

But there were also tears faintly in the eyes.

No matter how Qian'er and the toddler cried and chased, in the end, Zhao

Yuanjing and Han Yu's horses disappeared in the heavy snow.

I can't see it anymore.

Qian'er plopped and knelt down in the snow, crying bitterly.

The toddler had to stop, kneeling with her, and the sisters crying together.

"Father is so cruel." Qian'er whimpered.

"Sister, don't you want to let the father and the queen go with the mother?

The queen is very pitiful alone." Although the baby said comforting words,

tears continued to flow.

Xiao Er walked over and said calmly: "Sisters, we should set off now. If there

is any delay, we won't be able to get to the lodging place before dark. You

both have to sleep in the snow."

Qian'er raised her head to look at him, her teary eyes dim: "Xiao Er, I feel

uncomfortable in my heart, and I'm panicked."

Xiao Er puts his palms on the heads of the two sisters, and sighs: "It's not a

child anymore, it's up to them to make the decision. At least we all know that

they are also alive. Isn’t that enough? Just as if they were as happy as they

were in the past three years, where we can’t see them."

Qian'er and the toddler looked at each other, and the sad mood was magically

cured by Xiaoer's words.

They looked in the direction of the iceberg, silently.

In the silent world, only snow quietly fell.

Does not change due to any foreign objects.

It's like this everlasting world.

…

Zhao Yuanjing and Han Yu galloped all the way, changing a horse halfway, and

arrived at Blue Bird City before dark.

The Blue Bird City is still dilapidated in the snow.

Han Yu wore a black cloak with only one face exposed. He stood on a rock and

looked around. He was deeply moved: "When I came here back then, there was

still a scene of prosperity and excitement. Times have changed, and this place

has been ruined. "

Zhao Yuanjing said indifferently: "Did you expect that you would like the

little saint of the Uzbek."

Han Yu smiled bitterly and shook his head: "At that time, I was just a little

monk who didn't understand love. I vowed to have a pair of barefoot asceticism

in the world and relieve the suffering in the world."

Thinking back now, what a naive and ridiculous idea that was.

Jizo Bodhisattva said that ** is not empty and I cannot become a Buddha.

Does he still want to stand shoulder to shoulder with Earth Store Bodhisattva?

He couldn't even save a Ji Tangtang.

"What you told me the other day," Han Yu followed Zhao Yuanjing's pace and

climbed up to Xue, "Is it true?"

"If you don't believe it, you won't follow."

"Actually, when I first met the Queen Mother, I knew she was different."

Zhao Yuanjing glanced at him.

Han Yu hurriedly waved his hand: "Your Majesty, don't get me wrong, I have

absolutely no thoughts on that aspect of the Queen Mother. What I said is

different, it is her soul state that cannot be tolerated in the world."