Wow, the husband I kidnapped is not a human

Since Dongfang Wuxia woke up, his entire attention has been on Jun Fuyao. He only remembered his wife Jun Yiqun until this moment.

Old Lady Dongfang sighed sadly...

The son slept for ten years, and his thoughts were still stuck in what was ten years ago. Little did he know that... in these ten years... a lot of things had changed, and people and things were no longer the same.

Madam Dongfang suppressed her grief, stood up and said unhappily: "The Dongfang family is more than 10,000 miles away from the Jun family. It took Yaoyao a lot of hardship to get here... Come on, don't think too much. Take care of your little daughter first. Yaoyao almost lost his life for you!"

Dongfang Wuxia was startled, and looked at her daughter in her arms lovingly. Looking at the face that looked very much like Jun Yiqun, she said softly, "My dear daughter... is also Yiqun's flesh and blood. I will definitely take good care of her... and make her get better soon..."

Old Mrs. Dongfang sighed again, and winked at the three Dongfang sisters who came in later and had no chance to say a word, signaling them to go out.

I followed him out.

Even though the four of them had a thousand words to say, they knew that now was not the right time.

Only Dongfang Wuxia, Jun Fuyao and Di Yanqing were left in the room.

Feeling the warm embrace of his father, the unconscious Jun Fuyao smiled happily...

In the next few days, Jun Fuyao seemed to be living in a happy paradise.

Dongfang Wuxia took care of her almost without taking off her clothes, even feeding her water and food personally, wishing that every strand of her hair would be taken care of properly...

Jun Fuyao happily enjoyed his father's care and felt for the first time how good it was to have a father.

She even felt that she was enjoying the love of both her father and mother at the same time.

The father now plays the role of a father, but he is like most mothers in China, gentle as water, with a delicate personality...

Haha...it's double the happiness, I made a lot of money.

Haha... My Jun Fuyao is also a person who has a father who loves him...

During these days, Jun Fuyao talked to his father every day, telling him about his experiences over the years, and then... he was either praised by his father, or scolded by his father with a gentle tap on his forehead...

My father would also talk about the fun things he did when he was a kid, how he played tricks in his belly... He would also talk about how he met, got to know, fell in love with, and stayed with his mother, Jun Yiqun...

Every time at this time, Jun Fuyao and Di Yanqing would listen with a smile.

But Dongfang Wuxia never talks about sad things.

Even the sisters Jun Fusu and Jun Fumiao, once mentioned it inadvertently, but after Jun Fuyao cleverly changed the subject, their father never mentioned it again.

Dongfang Wuxia takes good care of Jun Fuyao every day, as if he wants to pour all the fatherly love that he has been missing for the past ten years into Jun Fuyao in these few days.

Although Dongfang Wuxia tried his best to conceal it, Jun Fuyao still keenly felt that: Father... he was unhappy, he should... have noticed something.

"Seeing my father being so depressed and in so much pain... I just can't bear it..." Di Yanqing looked at Dongfang Wuxia's leaving figure and murmured, "Fuyao, you say... if the dead can be resurrected... how great it would be!"

Seeing my father suppressing himself like this every day, I knew that if he continued like this, something would probably happen sooner or later.

Jun Fuyao was sad and anxious, and really wanted to confess everything to Dongfang Wuxia.

But he was also afraid that Dongfang Wuxia would not be able to accept it after he confessed.

When Jun Fuyao heard what Emperor Yanqing said, an idea suddenly occurred to him...

I can make up a lie, a white lie, to create a beautiful hope for my father, so that he can live strong.

At this time, the door just opened, and Dongfang Wuxia walked in with a bowl of bird's nest. Seeing Jun Fuyao half leaning on the pillow in a trance, he couldn't help but ask curiously, "What are you thinking about so intently, kid?"

Jun Fuyao smiled, then suddenly raised his eyes and looked into Dongfang Wuxia's eyes with unusual seriousness, and asked solemnly: "Dad, do you believe what your daughter said?"

"Silly child, you are my precious daughter, and I will believe everything you say." Dongfang Wuxia smiled lightly, scooped up a spoonful of bird's nest, blew on it, and then carefully put it to his daughter's mouth, saying like coaxing a child: "Ah... open your mouth, eat more nutritious food, so that your injury can heal faster..."

Jun Fuyao obediently finished eating the bird's nest, then picked up a peach pit from the table and placed it in his palm, and said to Dongfang Wuxia with great interest: "Dad, let me show you something magical."

"Isn't it just a peach pit? What's so magical about it?" Dongfang Wuxia smiled lightly, but his brows and eyes could not hide his depression.

"Just watch..." Jun Fuyao smiled mysteriously and quickly mobilized the wood power in his body.

Then Dongfang Wuxia was surprised to see...

That peach pit...quickly broke out of its shell and sprouted in the palm of my daughter's hand...

Then it sprouted branches, opened leaves, grew taller, and turned into a small peach sapling...

Dongfang Wuxia stood up in shock, his lips trembling as he watched this miraculous scene...

Jun Fuyao placed the peach sapling on the ground, his palm still holding the trunk of the peach tree. The sapling continued to grow...soon it grew to be more than one meter tall, and then red buds slowly swelled up on the branches.

The flower buds gradually grew larger, and in about a cup of tea, they all blossomed into bright red peach blossoms...

The bedroom was suddenly filled with the elegant and pleasant scent of peach blossoms...

"This... this... what on earth is going on? Is this a magic trick?" Dongfang Wuxia was dumbfounded. The shock in his heart could not be expressed in words.

I couldn't help but stretch out my right hand to touch the peach blossom, and then leaned over to smell it...

The feel is real, and the scent is real too!

This is not a magic trick, nor a prop, nor a dream, this is a living peach tree!

"Yaoyao... What, what, what on earth is going on?" Dongfang Wuxia turned his head and looked at Jun Fuyao: "Is this a miracle?"

Jun Fuyao looked at Dongfang Wuxia solemnly and said, "Dad, this is the magic that my daughter is practicing. I used this magic to save my father and bring the withered tree of life back to life. My daughter's skills are still shallow, so she can only do this much...

But the power of this spell is far more than that. If it is practiced to the extreme, it can move mountains and fill the sea, chase the stars and the moon, make thousands of acres of forest wither in an instant, turn the desert into an oasis in an instant, and make terminally ill people get better in an instant..."

At this point, Jun Fuyao stared at Dongfang Wuxia's eyes and said slowly: "...life and death are nothing...it can also communicate with the netherworld...let the dead carry the memories of their past lives...reincarnate...or...be reborn!"

Bangdang...

Dongfang Wuxia felt dizzy, and the delicate porcelain bowl in his left hand fell to the ground with a thud. He staggered a few times and was about to fall to the ground...