When Nie Yi fell off the cliff, he began to think about what he had done in this short life, and the only thing he did was murder.
When Xia Houyu occasionally recalled Nie Yi after her death, he was shocked to realize that the word he said most to her was: kill.
When Xia Houyu returned to Zhuyuan, he heard a howl coming from inside. When he walked in, he saw Nie Yi with a straight face. A beauty's anger has never been a deterrent, but instead made her charming.
When Nie Yi saw Xia Houyu coming back, he took down the article in his hand, "Teach your son yourself." After saying this, he angrily entered the room.
"Why did you make my mother angry?" Instead of reading the crooked articles on the table, he picked up the celadon white glaze cup on the table and sipped the tea carefully.
Xiao Xiahou felt aggrieved, but he was also afraid that Xiahou Yu would ask his master to do more homework for him in order to coax Nie Yi.
"The master asked me to write a story, and I wrote the story about my mother and father. Aunt Hexiang said that my mother was very good at fighting when she was young, so I wrote: In the past, there was a female knight in red who traveled around the world, punishing evil and promoting good. She met a scholar in the mountains and fell in love with his color, so she took him home and hid her beauty in a golden house." I imitated the tone of Mr. Yamashita's storyteller and memorized it silently.
Xia Houyu laughed and looked at Nie Yi sitting on the couch through the window, but he did not say to Xiao Xiahou, "The golden house hides the beauty. This beauty is not him, but your mother."
Concept: sweet pet, warmth, growth.