Chapter 788 Mrs. Zhu's Visit

The avatar of the god who descended through Nian Songyu also went for the Dafanghu. It was a treasure coveted by the gods, so what was so strange about having one more Narakutian?

It just seemed that Narakutian had a long-term plan.

He Chunhua still remembered that after Sun Fuping and Nian Songyu died, the black dragon in the Panlong illusion told them that the Dafanghu had long been integrated with the Panlong Ancient City, so no one could take it away.

Narakutian also asked about this adventure, and He Chunhua answered truthfully, so Narakutian didn't say anything else.

Did the black dragon in the illusion lie, or was there any new change in the situation?

There have been too many variables in the past few months. Nian Zanli inexplicably became a prisoner of Lingxu City, and his life and death were unknown. The biggest threat to Xiazhou suddenly disappeared; the powerful and arrogant capital of Beijia suddenly erupted with a volcano, and the city was in chaos. It was said that there were also demons and fairies coming out to show off their power.

Beijia is a country favored by the gods, and Lingxu City has enjoyed peace since its establishment. Could this unprecedented upheaval be caused by something happening in the God Realm first, which then affected the human world?

So, Naraku took action?

In the east, the Kingdom of Mou was still at war with Bega...

Could the changes in the past few months indicate that a new chaos is coming?

He Chunhua subconsciously took a deep breath, but was choked by the thick smell of smoke and coughed repeatedly.

Madam Ying came to knock on the door. As soon as He Chunhua opened the door, she took two steps back and exclaimed:

"There is so much smoke, why don't you open the window?"

...

He Lingchuan woke up and heard two orioles chirping. The peach blossoms outside the house were scorching, and the walls were full of red powder.

The weather was about to get hot, and this should be the last glory and stubbornness of the peach blossoms.

After wandering for more than half a year, he returned to the He family. How great would it be if the outside world was such a peaceful world?

He had just tied his hair and washed up when a servant came to report that Madam Zhu came to visit the special envoy.

"Madam Zhu?" Who is this? Why doesn't he have an impression of her?

However, when he saw someone in the front hall, he immediately remembered: "Sister Xiu'er!"

The first visitor he received after returning to China was Zhu Xiu'er!

She was abducted and sold to Xianling Village a few years ago. It was the He family who rescued her and sent her all the way back to her grandfather in Shihuan City.

After more than a year, Zhu Xiu'er, with pearl hairpins, high buns, rings and spring clothes, has become noble, with a smooth and shiny face, a thin and straight waist, and no trace of the roughness of a village woman?

This is the lively appearance that a twenty-year-old woman should have.

There are two maids behind her.

Zhu Xiu'er held a food box in her own hands. When she saw He Lingchuan, she put the food box on the table and saluted. He Lingchuan stretched out his hand to support her, and the invisible energy lifted her up.

"Why are you here?"

"Grandfather said that you are back, and you are still the special envoy of Rongshan!" Zhu Xiu'er's eyes were bright, and her joy was beyond words.

"Old Zhu is still so well-informed." He Lingchuan laughed. The higher the family status, the faster the inside information spreads.

"Come, serve tea." He ordered the servant to change the tea, and asked, "How is Sister Xiu'er?"

After a few words, he learned that Zhu Xiu'er had married, and her husband's family was a new star in Shihuan City.

Given the love that Mr. Zhu had for his granddaughter, if the kidnapping incident had not happened that year, Zhu Xiu'er should have married into a first-class wealthy family.

However, Zhu Xiu'er was quite satisfied because her husband treated her very well.

He Lingchuan said sincerely: "Congratulations, it's finally perfect."

If Zhu Xiu'er's life can continue to go smoothly like this, the shadow of the past will slowly dissipate sooner or later.

Zhu Xiuer smiled: "You saved me from the abyss, otherwise I would have died long ago, how could I be here today?"

After that, she opened the food box on the table, and a chill came out: "There is a 200-year-old peach tree in my yard, much older than yours, and the peaches it produces are presented to the palace every year. These are peaches I picked and pickled by myself, please try them."

He Lingchuan took a look and saw two plump pink peaches in the box, each of which was like a baby's face, white and rosy.

There was crushed ice under the box to ensure that the peaches were cool and sizzling.

"Iced peaches?" Why are they wet?

"Pickled with salt water and sour plum juice."

The peaches seemed to have been soaked for a long time, the hair on the surface was polished, and even a little hazy and transparent, with a texture like jade.

He Lingchuan grabbed a peach and took a bite.

Oh, salty, sweet, juicy and crispy, with a hint of sourness that sublimates just right, squeezing out the only bit of astringency of Chuntao.

Zhu Xiuer was even happier to see him eating without reservation: "I also sent a few boxes to Madam Ying and Xiaoyue. If you like this taste, I will send it to you often."

"I like it!" He Lingchuan had a mouthful of peach flesh and spoke vaguely, "Give me a box a day!"

He was so open that Zhu Xiuer smiled so hard that her eyebrows narrowed into lines.

The two chatted about family matters for a while, she leaned forward, and suddenly lowered her voice: "Actually, I came here today because I have something to tell you." After saying that, she looked around.

He Lingchuan understood: "My garden is very nice, I will take you around?"

Zhu Xiuer nodded happily and said to the maid behind her: "You wait for me here, no need to follow."

The two walked out along the corridor and wandered in the garden.

In the late spring and early summer, the garden is full of flowers and green willows. Even wild chrysanthemums bloom exceptionally brilliantly without any fancy plants.

Seeing that there was no one around, Zhu Xiuer started talking about business:

"Did you have someone under your command named Sun Hongye?"

Sun Hongye?

He Lingchuan's face moved. He never expected that she would mention this person.

"Yes, I heard that he left a few days ago, and I just missed him. Why?"

"Sun Hongye and I have some communication. His departure is a bit strange. Let me tell you."

"Strange?" He Lingchuan asked curiously, "How could he and you have any intersection?"

"It's like this. I was abducted when I was young. It was done by a ghost in the family." Zhu Xiuer mentioned the nightmare-like past, and her face was still a little blue. "I have found out who did it, and my grandfather also knows, but the evidence has been destroyed long ago, and I can no longer transfer her to justice. And, and such a shameful internal affairs, the Zhu family does not want outsiders to know."

Family disgrace should not be made public. The Zhu family, with such a reputation, naturally has to maintain its reputation.

"Did your family do anything?"

"Send them away." Zhu Xiuer said coldly, "But how can this eliminate the hatred in my heart?"

"Just a dozen days ago, Sun Hongye came to me and said that she was willing to help me plan and avenge my enemies."

A dozen days ago? That was probably because He Chunhua and his family had just moved to Yuandu, and Sun Hongye had followed as an aide.

He Lingchuan had long felt that Sun Hongye's departure was strange. It had been a year since he fell into the water, and Sun Hongye had been in the remote Xiazhou for almost a year. Why did he choose to resign and leave when he returned to the capital that all Yuan people yearned for?