Looking at the tall horse at the gate of the general's mansion, Yunhong's eyes were red, and it seemed that tears would flow out at any time.

Jinge's horse stops. A young man turns over and dismounts neatly. He runs towards Su Rushan quickly. He is very tall, about 1.83 meters. His facial features are somewhat similar to yunqingluo's. He is wearing a suit of armor, especially masculine, handsome and vigorous.

"Mother, I'm back." He steps quickly, then runs to Su rushen.

"Fan er..."

Su Rushan held the young man running towards her in his arms and caressed his hair lovingly with both hands. Tears flowed out and the delicate makeup on his face was also dyed by tears.

"Mother, don't you cry? Shouldn't you be happy that I'm back? Why do you cry instead? " Yun Yifan came out of her arms and wiped her tears clumsily.

"Niang, this is happy. Fan'er is back. Niang is so happy."

Su Rushan wipes her tears and smiles. There is love between her eyebrows and eyes. Feng Yu seldom sees her like this. She can't help admiring Yun Yifan.

Maternal love is really the greatest, can make such a disgusting woman become so charming.

Yunyifan naughty turned to see a horse team, said, "mother, Father also came back, I'm afraid you see father, will be more happy."

Su Rushan's eyes move away from Yun Yifan and looks at the middle-aged man walking towards them with steady steps. This man is iron and dignified. He hasn't seen him for three years, and his face is still beautiful.

At that time, just because she looked at him, she couldn't forget him any more. When his wife died, she tried every means to seduce him. Fortunately, she finally married him and gave birth to children for him.

Su Rushan felt that she would never regret that she could marry him all her life.

Yun Zhanfeng's majestic eyes swept Su Rushan and Liu Qinghe. They nodded to them, and then knelt down in front of Yun Hong.

"Father, the child is back."

Fengyu looks at yunzhanfeng kneeling in front of him. Every time he comes back, yunning will hide. So there is not much memory about this stepfather in his memory.

At this point, the man was quite upright. In a word, she had a good impression of him.

A little induction, Feng Yu eyebrows picked up, all said that general Yun is the cultivation of the xuanjing, but she obviously felt that he is the cultivation of the Yuanjing, it seems, is also a recent breakthrough.

With shaking hands, Yunhong lifted yunzhanfeng up and patted him heavily on the shoulder. In a heavy voice, he said, "just come back, just come back. Feng'er, you haven't seen your two ladies for a long time. Let's have a good look at them."

"Yes, father."

Cloud war breeze ordered to nod, Mou Guang sees to Feng Yu, in the Mou once crossed one to put on surprise, way, "this is if wench?"? It's so big. "

Fengyu to his hook lip smile, nodded cleverly said, "Uncle eyesight is good, however, I have changed the name, now called yunfengyu."

"Uncle?" Cloud war breeze Mou in the clear show once delimited one to put on a put on dismay, this wench already adopted to him, isn't should call his father?

Yunhong's eyes gave Su rushen and Liu Qinghe a slightly deep glance. Under his eyes, Su rushen and Liu Qinghe could not help shivering, for fear that he would speak ill of them.

Fortunately, Yunhong didn't reveal their meaning. He quickly looked at Xiangyun Zhanfeng and said, "the girl has grown up now. I've decided to let her go back to tianer. Well, don't stand at the door. If you have any words, you'd better sit down later."

"Yes, father."

Yun Zhanfeng is a good son of twenty-four filial piety. Whatever Yun Hong says, he is what he is. A group of people follow Yun Hong and walk towards the main courtyard very quickly.

Walking in the last cloud battle wind, he took Su Rushan on the left and Liu Qinghe on the right and said, "ladies, this huge general's house is all managed by you. You have worked hard. I will make it up to you for my husband."

Su Rushan and Liu Qinghe lean happily in his arms, and their voice is soft enough to drip water. "Unfortunately, it's a great honor for our sisters to marry the general."

Feng Yu looks back and sees this scene. Her lips can't help hooking up. The general's uncle is really blessed. Although Su Rushan and Liu Qinghe have some shortcomings in character, they are charming beauties. He hugs them and doesn't know how many men he envies.

Yun Yifan walks on the other side of Yun Hong, turns his head and frowns at Feng Yu. This little sister is really beautiful. However, he seems to have heard some rumors about her these days.

It is said that she was sent to Haoyuan College as a junior disciple by the emperor a few months ago. Now she is a senior disciple. It's strange. Isn't she born with waste materials and unable to practice?

How did you get promoted so fast?

As far as he knows, the senior disciple of Haoyuan college at least needs Yuanjing cultivation. Is she already Yuanjing cultivation?

He didn't believe that she would be Yuanjing Xiuwei at all.How old is she? I'm only 15 years old. My eldest brother's talent of one in ten thousand has not reached Yuanjing at her age. How can she be a scrap?

But why is she a senior disciple? Is the rumor false?

Aware of a burning sight, Feng Yu turns her head and sees Yun Yifan looking at her thoughtfully. She doesn't know what she is thinking.

Fengyu brow moved, without any trace of the move.

On the dinner table, the food and wine had been ready for a long time. A group of people took their seats. Yun Hong was sitting in the main seat. On his left side was Yun Zhanfeng, and on his right side was Feng Yu. Next to Yun Zhanfeng, Su Rushan and Liu Qinghe were sitting in turn. Even Yun Muxiang was on the table and sitting next to Liu Qinghe.

As for Yun Yixuan, he sat beside Feng Yu.

Since seeing Yun Zhanfeng, Yun Muxiang has always been tearful. It's a pity that Yun Zhanfeng's attention is on his father, whom he hasn't seen for more than ten years, except for his two wives. So naturally, he ignores his less pleasant daughter.

At this time, Yun Zhanfeng sat down and finally saw the daughter. Although he didn't like her very much, he was his own child after all, and the other children were not there, so he couldn't ignore her.

"Xiang'er, I haven't seen you for three years. My Xiang'er is a big girl. Xiang'er, tell Dad, how are you doing these years?"

Yun Muxiang clenched her fists tightly, and her eyes swept to Fengyu with hatred. She wanted to tell her father that she had a bad life, not at all.

She was hurt by this vicious bitch, and wanted to let her father make the decision for her and punish this vicious bitch.

But when I thought about my mother's words, my mother warned her many times that this bitch didn't know what bad luck she had stepped on, and actually attached to the Lord.

With the support of the Lord, even if my father wanted to avenge her, he couldn't do anything to this bitch. On the contrary, he annoyed my grandfather. I'm afraid my grandfather would instigate my father to drive their mother and daughter out of the general's house.

Yun Muxiang shakes her head. Her tongue is already like this. She can't be driven out of the general's house any more. Otherwise, what should she do in the future? So, no matter how much she hates that bitch, she can't get rid of her.

She's not willing, she's not willing, but she has no other way.

Thinking about it, Yun Muxiang began to cry bitterly. She shook her head and cried, "father, son, very good."

The wine cup in Yun Zhanfeng's hand fell to the table in shock and made a huge noise. Everyone turned to look at him and saw that he was staring at Yun Muxiang and frowning at Liu Qinghe. He said, "Qinghe, what's the matter with Xiang er's tongue?"

After his words fall, Feng Yu suddenly rises a trace of guilty, if let this big uncle know, she is his daughter tongue broken words, he don't know how to her?

As soon as this idea rose, she was pressed down by her very quickly. It's just that the so-called soldiers came to block the water and cover the earth. Now she is the cultivation of transforming the void, and she also has the support of her grandfather. Would she be afraid of him?

If it's really to the point of tearing the skin, she can't help it.

Yun Hong narrowed his eyes and swept coolly at Liu Qinghe. He noticed that Liu Qinghe was full of cold warning. Liu Qinghe immediately felt a chill on his back. Although the old man was old, he was not a person to be provoked at will.

If she didn't want to be driven out of the general's house, she would have to knock out her teeth and swallow them in her stomach to endure all her grievances.

Besides, what about telling your husband? The little slut attached to the chief. With the support of the chief and his father, the husband could only feel sad.

Liu Qinghe took a breath, bit his teeth and said, "Xiang'er got a strange disease some time ago, so the tongue became like this."

Feng Yu is relieved, but also a little surprised. She looks at Liu Qinghe with an eyebrow. She doesn't understand how she can cover her up and hide the truth.

She thought that she was bound to sue her desperately in front of Yun Zhanfeng.

Of course, she conceals the truth because she is smart. Otherwise, she will never let her go. She has not forgotten how Liu Qinghe used to trouble her again and again.

Although her grandfather has already punished her and beaten her a hundred feet, it doesn't mean that Fengyu has completely forgotten what she did.

After Liu Qinghe's words fell, Yun Hong was relieved. Then he gave her a satisfied look, and then he took his eyes back.

Yun Muxiang, on the other hand, couldn't help it any more. He got up and threw himself into Yun Zhanfeng's arms. He grabbed his clothes and cried, as if to vent all his grievances.

Her tongue became like this, which also aroused Yun Zhanfeng's pity at the bottom of his heart. He held Yun Muxiang and comforted him lovingly.

"Well, Xiang'er doesn't cry. When Dad comes back this time, he will find the most powerful doctor. He must cure Xiang'er's tongue, OK?"

Under his comfort, Yun Muxiang gradually put away the cry, went back to his chair and sat down. Next, she was very quiet.