Wow, the husband I kidnapped is not a human

Jun Fuyao wanted to say a few words of comfort, but his throat was choked and he didn't know what to say.

"Mother, your health is the most important thing... Yaoyao is here, it's a great thing, you... please stop crying, you see, you are so scared..." Dongfang Wuyou stepped forward to persuade her.

"Hmph, you are the one who meddles in other people's business. My granddaughter is here, let me see what's wrong." Old Lady Dongfang glared at Dongfang Wuyou and said, "Growing up with Jun Qinghan, that blockhead, who knows how much suffering our Yaoyao has endured over the years? That old man is full of blind loyalty, and he doesn't know how to teach a child. If it weren't for Yaoyao still having the blood of our Dongfang family, she might have grown up crooked long ago..."

It can be heard that Old Madam Dongfang still has a lot of resentment towards Old Madam Jun!

A long time, a long time...

Old Lady Dongfang finally gathered her thoughts, wiped away her tears, looked at the purple-robed, black-haired Di Yanqing who looked like a banished immortal, and asked Jun Fuyao with a smile: "Yaoyao, is this boy your husband? He is so handsome..."

As the old lady spoke, she waved to Emperor Yanqing and said with a smile, "Come here, good boy, let grandma take a look..."

Emperor Yanqing followed his instructions and stepped forward, performing the salute as a junior.

"Grandma, my husband's name is Di Yanqing. How is he? Are you satisfied with him? Tell me what you are not satisfied with and I will beat him tonight until he changes." Jun Fuyao said with a smile.

At the same time, it was a bit strange. Was the Dongfang family really so isolated from the news? They didn't even know that Di Yanqing was the Emperor Venerable?

Or... are the three holy places intentionally confusing and concealing the news?

I think the three holy places are concerned about their own master and deliberately concealed their situation.

Di Yanqing gave Jun Fuyao a sidelong glance and snorted in his heart: I gave you some face in front of the elders, but you took advantage of it. Just wait and see who will deal with who in the evening, humph!

"How can you say that, little girl? Your husband should love you, how can you just say you want to beat him?" Old Lady Dongfang smiled, looking at Di Yanqing with satisfaction: "Yes, Yaoyao, you have a good eye. Your husband is a good, very good..."

As he spoke, he took out a rectangular warm jade box from his arms and opened it, revealing a colorful jade waist pendant that was obviously worth a fortune.

He handed it to Di Yanqing and said, "This is a naturally formed seven-color jadeite. I accidentally found it a few years ago, but I never took it out. It's just right to give it to Qing'er as a meeting gift today... Originally, according to the rules, this gift should have been given by your grandfather, but your grandfather... Oh... Come on, Qing'er, good child, take it quickly."

Old Lady Dongfang only married one husband in her life. Her husband died after giving birth to her youngest son Dongfang Wuxia, reportedly due to difficult labor.

This is also one of the reasons why the old lady Dongfang is particularly fond of her youngest son.

Di Yanqing glanced at Jun Fuyao, thanked him with a red face, then respectfully took the waist pendant and hung it around his waist.

Old Lady Dongfang took a look and said with satisfaction, "Very good. A man like Qing'er, who looks like a banished immortal, is a perfect match for this colorful jade."

At this time, Old Lady Dongfang introduced the three middle-aged men behind her to Jun Fuyao and Di Yanqing, "This is your eldest uncle, second uncle, and third uncle."

Then Di Yanqing received a bunch of gifts, feeling shy but also a little happy...

This feeling is really...wonderful. Is this the feeling of being loved by loved ones?

……

The group arrived at the entrance of the hall. Jun Fuyao felt a little strange when he saw more than a hundred fat and thin men standing at the entrance.

"Come, Yaoyao, let me introduce them to you..." Old Lady Dongfang pointed at the largest group of people and said unhappily, "These fifty-nine people... are all your eldest aunt's... relatives. This is your second uncle..."

Jun Fuyao was shocked. At this moment, his admiration for his aunt was like a torrent of water...

Including my eldest uncle, there are a total of sixty husbands. Even if there are two a night, it will take a month to take turns. It seems that even the empress does not have so many.

Awesome, so awesome!

Jun Fuyao turned around in astonishment, looked at Dongfang Wuyou, and said admiringly: "Aunt...you, your land is really durable!"

Dongfang Wuyou's serious face suddenly turned red.

Dongfang Wuyou and Dongfang Wuchou behind him both laughed in glee...

"Second brother, you still have the nerve to laugh..." Old Lady Dongfang was furious. She pointed at the second group of people and said, "These thirty-five people are all from your second aunt's family..."

Jun Fuyao: ...So scary...

The eldest aunt has sixty husbands, and the second aunt has thirty-six husbands!

When they came to the last three people, Mrs. Dongfang's expression finally improved. She introduced them, "This is your third aunt's child. Although they are few, they are also the most promising. They have given the Dongfang family three grandsons and two granddaughters. Unlike the eldest and second oldest, each of them has so many children but can't even lay an egg... You two are really useless wastes. You have wasted so many good men..."

As soon as the old lady finished speaking, the families of the eldest and second eldest sons all looked at their wives with resentment.

Dongfang Wuyou and Dongfang Wulü both lowered their heads in shame.

Jun Fuyao finally understood why the old lady was so resentful: it turned out that the eldest aunt and the second aunt were both childless!

There are so many husbands, but none of them can have children. That must be the aunts' problem.

……

Finally, everyone left, leaving only Mrs. Dongfang and the three aunts in the room. Jun Fuyao breathed a sigh of relief and asked hurriedly, "Grandma... my father... his current situation?"

When this was mentioned, the expressions of the old lady and the three Dongfang sisters all dimmed.

Old Lady Dongfang said with a painful expression: "Your father... you come now... just in time to see him for the last time... In fact, it doesn't make much difference whether you see him or not, he has lost his sight and hearing anyway... He... he is an unfilial son. For a woman, he didn't care about his own daughter, and even didn't want me as his mother...

Over the years, we have tried countless methods to wake him up, but he just wouldn't wake up. Every doctor who came to see him said... he just didn't want to wake up, his heart... was dead..."

As the old lady was talking, tears welled up in her eyes again, and she said sternly, "But has he ever thought about how painful it is for me, as his mother, to see him lying there half dead?

I wanted to stab him with a sword countless times, and let him go with that woman Jun Yiqun... But... But he is my son, my own son, the son I raised with my whole life... He is my heart, my liver! How can I do it? How can I do it? Just thinking about it... My heart aches like a river..."

Everyone was silent, including Jun Fuyao and Di Yanqing, whose eyes were red.