The guard suddenly heard such a direct answer, and couldn't help greeting the child's aunt several times.

Then he squeezed out a smiley face, took out a piece of snack from his sleeve and handed it to Rong Hong, and asked, "How did you find this place?"

Rong Xian took the dim sum with both hands and thanked him very politely. Then he replied: "Dad told me he was here, so I asked the beggars on the road and let them show me the way."

Her eyes of black grapes were innocent: "Uncle, is my dad inside?"

The guard thought about it, and felt that the name Zhao Hu was very familiar. It should be the diners here. He said, "Here it is."

Rong Xian held up the snack and handed it to the guard. His eyes were full of anticipation: "Snack for the uncle, can the uncle call my father for me?"

The guard took the dim sum subconsciously and had just prepared for the promise, but suddenly stopped.

He suddenly remembered why the name Zhao Hu was so familiar.

Isn't that the unfortunate scourge who touched anyone?

Guard: "..."

The guard looked down at the child's poor little face, and looked at the snack in his hand, feeling a little hot.

I don't know if I can return the snack now and tell the child that he regrets it before he has time.

Obviously it was too late, because Rong Hong would not give him a chance to repent.

"Uncle, if you don't help me find my father, I will shout."

When the guard heard the slightly familiar words, Ren Jun couldn't help but said, "... what are you shouting for?"

It is also a joke for such a small child to shout indecently.

Rong Yun grinned, like a little devil with horns: "I shouted‘ Daddy, you ca n’t kill my mother for the aunt in the garden, grandma ca n’t get angry at home ’

The guard's face turned green instantly.

He looked around in horror, lest the child's words were heard by others just now, and he didn't memorize the inexplicable pot.

"Don't shout, I'm not your father." The guard said nervously.

Rong Hong smiled innocently and said, "Uncle, do you want to be my father or help me find a father?"

Guard: "..." This is really nothing wrong.

# 横 also dead Vertical also dead #

The guard was very mighty and flexed: "I'll find your father for you. You'll wait for me here."

Rong Hong's gaze turned around the guard, and he nodded and said, "Then you go."

Seeing the guard's eyes glow with joy, Rong Yun's milk sounded, "I remember. If you don't show up, I will tell others that my father's number is 52."

Guard: "..."

The guard sweated coldly, a stiff smile appeared on his face, and his heart was filled with face: "I'll go back soon."

Rong Hong showed a well-behaved smile: "Uncle, let me wait for you."

Guard: Don't call me uncle, I call you ancestor.

With a sad face, the guard walked into Dongyuan with heroic righteousness and came to Zhao Hu's residence.

At the moment when Zhao Hu was seen, the guard quickly stood far away and reported loudly: "Master Zhao, your daughter is waiting for you outside."

Zhao Huyang's smiling face froze: Wait, what did you just say, I did n’t understand the wind.

The guard repeated it thoughtfully, Zhao Hu: "..." #people sitting at home, disaster from heaven up #

The guards hurriedly said, "Sir, your daughter is outside right now."

Zhao Hu: "... I have no daughter."

# 喜 当 爸爸 # I'm sorry about this matter.

The guard widened his eyes and looked at Zhao Hu with an expression of # 不想 你 是 此 人 #, saying: "The child said her father was called Zhao Hu, her mother died and she was sent over by a beggar."

After a pause, he said, "Dongyuan has only you called Zhao Hu."

Zhao Hu clenched his teeth and squeezed out a sentence from the gap between his teeth: "I'll follow you to see who the devil who ruined my reputation."

His father and mother died early, and they lived alone, without even having a friend for so many years.

Suddenly a child said it was his daughter, and he had a dead daughter-in-law, Zhao Hu :! !!

# Feeling the whole world deceived me #

The guard led the way, always paying attention to his distance from Zhao Hu.

This is a safe distance summed up by the people in their guard camp using the lessons of blood and tears. Even if they accidentally cross the line for a little bit, it is just bad luck and not fatal, which is enough.

"A child can come to you to talk to you, young man, you have a good heart." Zhao Hu Yinyang praised strangely.

Outside of Zijun, the Emperor of the Eastern Jin Dynasty stood with her hands behind her, and there were people from the Jin Dynasty such as Jia Shiqi.

"The battle has already begun," the Empress condemned, looking at the beast stinging in the void.

She looked down at the child near her leg, and her voice eased a little. She said, "You don't have to be afraid. You have already promised that Emperor Ji will take care of you, and never say anything."

Rong Hao didn't look at her. His eyes fell on the black soldier in the distance, only to feel that there was a kind of pride in his chest.

This is the soldier of Rongguo and the future of Rongguo.

For some reason, looking at the million soldiers, Rong Hao felt that some of the depression that had been suppressed in the soul disappeared.

His small face was full of earnestness: "Mother Queen will win."

Instead of telling the child's innocence, Sima Yijun said, "You have confidence in Emperor Xun."

Rong Hao shook his head: "I have confidence in Rong Guo's people."

He laughed slowly, obviously childish, but those eyes seemed to flash a bright light, like the winter night moonlight shining on the thick snow layer, and in the cold with senran, like a peerless **** The soldier was about to break through.

Sima Yijun frowned, and then returned to God to frown slightly.

Is it an illusion?

At that moment, she seemed to see the figure of the sword emperor in the child, and that sentence was like the sword emperor telling her decisively.

In the Ganjingtai Temple, the black sheath sword enshrined on the throne of the emperor shook again.

However, this time the shock was slight but rapid, and there was implicitly Jianming.

Before it was discovered, the sword went silent again.

On the other side, the emperor's calm water-like eyes filled with layers of waves, irresistibly recalling the sword emperor.

The corner of her mouth evoked a bitter arc. Is it because she misses the talent too much and thinks that a child looks like the person, or does the person with the blood of that person gradually move closer to that person?

The empress raised her head and blinked, letting the wetness in her eyes dissipate.

She may not be able to let go of the nine-footed palace prince who was amazed and worshiped by Wan Jian.

Rong Hao didn't know what she thought, and her eyes were focused downward.

After returning to the present world, he realized that he could do too little.

Regardless of his age or his strength, he is powerless in the face of such situations.

He raised his head with a small face and looked at the Empress, faintly thoughtful.