Dressed as a family of cannon fodder, the villain brother is busy opening up wasteland

Not long after the third princess left, Princess Fu and Wen Yao didn't even reach the front hall when they heard the concierge calling the prince to return to the house.

Princess Fu could only turn around and come out with Wen Yao.

Wen Yao glanced at his father and sighed helplessly. It would be great if he came back soon. He could meet him sooner.

"What are you doing here? It smells like alcohol." Princess Fu smelled the alcohol on both of them when she walked in. She pulled Wen Yao back two steps in disgust and waved her hand.

"Ah?" Seeing her like this, Prince Fu quickly raised his sleeves and smelled it from side to side, saying, "Does it still smell? Brother Wen and I went out for a walk to dissipate some of the alcohol smell before coming back. "

Wen Xiuyi also raised his sleeve and smelled it: "It doesn't smell like alcohol."

Princess Fu couldn't help but rolled her eyes and said disgustedly: "How can a drunk person smell the smell of alcohol?"

After saying that, he called his servants to take the two of them back to their houses to rest.

While complaining to Wen Yao: "It's really not worrying at all. I guessed that he must have taken your father to eat and drink with his gang of bad friends."

Wen Yao thought about the description of King Fu in the book and his close friends, and laughed in her heart. This man must have a common hobby to make friends. The common hobbies of these people are not the same as King Fu. Is this the appetite?

Fortunately, these people who were good friends with King Fu, although their official titles did not have any real power, at least they had some prestige and reputation in the capital, and they were upright, otherwise they would not be able to hang out with King Fu.

Wen Xiuyi doesn't like fighting for fame and wealth. He has reached this point just to be able to use his talents and make the people have enough to eat. He has never cared so much about power. To make friends with these people, there is no need to use There are too many minds, and Professor Wen is the most suitable.

Thinking of what happened today, Wen Yao felt that she had to go to Professor Wen to vent her anger. Otherwise, if he suddenly met the third princess one day, something would happen and it would be over.

"Princess, I'm going to see my father." Wen Yao said as if she was worried about Wen Xiu Yi.

Princess Fu nodded: "Go, go, you are exhausted today. Go see your father and then go back to the yard to rest. I will send people to look for those boys. Where did they go to play? Now Haven’t come back yet.”

"Well, thank you princess." Wen Yao bowed slightly and took Mingyue to Wen Xiuyi's yard.

At this time, Wen Xiuyi had already been washed by his servants, changed out of his wine-stained clothes, and was sitting at the table drinking tea and sobering up.

He wasn't very sleepy, and he didn't drink much. He mainly drank from King Fu and a few others. He could wake up after drinking tea.

"Dad." Wen Yao called outside the door.

Wen Xiuyi put down his tea cup: "Eh? My dear, why are you here?"

Wen Yao entered the house, then looked outside and told Mingyue: "You stay at the door while I talk to my father about something."

"Yes, miss." Mingyue immediately bowed and left, closing the door.

Wen Xiuyi, who was half drunk, was almost awake and confused: "What's wrong? Something happened in the palace?"

Wen Yao glanced at him and sighed in her heart, not only something happened, but something big happened.

"Dad, what about that? Do you still remember my mother?" Wen Yao sat down opposite Wen Xiu Yi. Seeing that his cup was empty, she refilled his tea.

When Wen Xiuyi heard this, he glared at her and said, "I worked hard to chase your mother. Even if she has been gone for so many years, I still remember her clearly. It's a pity that we were souls when we came here." Son, otherwise dad would still have a photo of you and your mom when they were married in his wallet."

Thinking of this, Wen Xiuyi felt that it was a pity. It was already pitiful that he was unlucky enough to fall down the mountain. Not only did his daughter and son follow him, but he couldn't even bring a photo of his wife here. Hey.

Wen Yao didn't know how to tell Wen Xiu Yi about this. From her observations today, the possibility that the third princess was their mother's time travel was almost zero. Judging from her behavior and habits, she was an ancient person born and raised.

But she looks exactly like their modern mother. The last time the eldest brother came home, he hesitated to talk to her. It was probably because of this.

The empress dowager loves the third princess, and the third princess often comes to the palace, so the eldest brother must have met the third princess a long time ago.

But why didn't he tell her directly? If she had told him directly, she would have been prepared and wouldn't have lost her composure today.

Li Yi asked her twice today what was wrong, and he didn't know if Li Yi saw anything, but please don't.

"Hey, hey, what's up? Why did you mention your mother?" Wen Xiuyi saw that she was distracted, so he raised his hand and waved in front of her.

Wen Yao came back to her senses, looked at Wen Xiu Yi, and sighed deeply with helplessness. After a while, she said: "Dad, I tell you, you must be steady."

Wen Xiuyi was startled by her words: "What? Something happened to your brother?"

Wen Yao was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Bah, bah, bah, the bad one doesn't work and the good one doesn't work."

Wen Xiuyi: "Bah, bah, bah."

After he finished, he asked again: "It's you, girl, who scared me to death. Tell me, what's wrong? Is there still a time when your father can't be stable?"

Wen Yao smiled.

"I saw my mother."

Wen Xiuyi breathed a sigh of relief: "Girl, I was so frightened by you that I thought something happened to your brother... No, who did you say you saw?"

Wen Xiuyi didn't react at first, but then he stood up directly, knocking over the stool under his butt, and even the teacup on the table.

Wen Yao quickly ran up to avoid the water running down the table, while saying: "This is what you said is stable."

Wen Xiuyi suddenly stepped forward, grabbed her hand, and asked, "Yao Yao, what did you just say? Who did you say you saw?"

Wen Yao raised her hand and slapped away his hand that was grabbing her wrist, and said, "My mom, I saw my mom, but that's not my mom, it just looks like my mom. I tried it, I did it. The dish that my mother was best at before was the one you taught me, and it took me several years of learning to make it taste the way my mother made it."

Wen Xiuyi nodded repeatedly: "What next?"

Wen Yao spread his hands: "I didn't react after eating it. At first, I thought my mother came to this book like us. But then I thought about it carefully. My mother passed away many years ago, and this book didn't exist at that time. So, they just look alike."

Wen Xiuyi's eyes slowly dimmed, he sighed, picked up the bench and sat back: "Hey, let me tell you, there are so many people who have come back from the dead in this world."

Wen Yao brought a handkerchief, wiped the water on the table, and poured Wen Xiu Yi another cup of tea before sitting down opposite him again, holding his head and saying, "Let me tell you, I almost forgot." What does my mother look like? After all, I was only in elementary school when my mother passed away. But when I saw the third princess today, my mother's appearance became clear in my mind.

Like, really like. "

Only then did Wen Xiuyi realize: "Who are you talking about? The third princess? Guan Shengrui's mother?"

"OK."

Wen Xiuyi thought about it carefully and then sighed: "No wonder, I think this kid looks familiar."