As soon as he said that, a carriage drove over.
The carriage stopped at the gate of the courtyard and Chen Guhong walked down.
"It's you?" Zhang Qingyan was stunned.
Chen Guhong's expression was calm. His gaze swept across the three people present, and there was only a slight ripple in his eyes.
He pushed the door open and looked at Zhang Yao. He had to admit that Zhang Yao was much more handsome than Chen Guhong.
He put down the food box and turned to get into the carriage, but he didn't say a word.
"Qingyan, who is that?"
Although he didn't know who that person was, Zhang Yao could guess his identity from Zhang Qingyan's expression.
"He is Chen Guhong."
Zhang Qingyan didn't know why, but when she said this, she lowered her head.
When Zhang Yao saw this scene, he felt his heart twitch. He forced a smile and said, "Let's eat first."
"Okay."
Zhang Qingyan replied and turned around to prepare the meal.
She carried the food box to the stone table in the courtyard and took out plates of dishes.
Zhang Yao looked at Zhang Qingyan's busy figure for a while and an indescribable expression flashed through his eyes. Then, he walked behind Chen Wenyao and pushed him to the stone table.
"Heh, a family."
Chen Wenyao suddenly laughed softly, but his laughter was full of sarcasm. Zhang Yao felt that it was very grating, but Zhang Yao didn't say anything.
Thus, Zhang Yao and the other two had a meal in this strange atmosphere.
After the meal, Zhang Yao pulled Zhang Qingyan to the side to chat while Chen Wenyao was basking in the sun.
The two of them had too much to say to each other. They kept talking for the whole afternoon until the sun began to sink into the earth. Only then did it end.
"Brother Yao, is there really no other way?"
Just as Zhang Yao was about to get up, Zhang Qingyan suddenly asked.
Today, when she found out that Zhang Yao was captured by Zhou Fu, her heart felt empty. She wanted to ask this question for a long time, but she didn't dare to. However, if she didn't ask, she wouldn't be satisfied, so she delayed until now.
Looking at Zhang Qingyan's hopeful eyes, Zhang Yao's face darkened. He slowly shook his head and didn't say anything.
"I see. Sigh, let's rest then." Zhang Qingyan sighed. "The room on the east side is Yao 'er's. Push him in."
"Alright."
Zhang Yao pushed Chen Wenyao into the room and carried him to the bed.
He reached out his hand and pinched Chen Wenyao's broken leg. A trace of inner strength penetrated into it. He had a better understanding of Chen Wenyao's injury.
"When do you plan to leave?" Chen Wenyao suddenly asked.
Zhang Yao's body trembled as if he was frightened. He asked, "What?"
"What are you pretending for?" Chen Wenyao looked at Zhang Yao mockingly. "I was watching you guys talking in the afternoon. Although my leg is broken, I'm not blind!"
"Oh?
What did you see? "Zhang Yao asked curiously.
"I can see it. Just now, the way you looked at my mother was very cold. I'm familiar with this!"
"You're familiar with it?"
Chen Wenyao sneered. "Of course I'm familiar with it. When I was with Ning An Dongcheng, I looked at those women the same way. You can't lie to me!
Since you already hate my mother and know martial arts, you naturally won't stay here and be treated like a bird in a cage. "
Looking at his unfamiliar biological father, Chen Wenyao's heart was filled with hatred!
He hated Zhang Qingyan!
In one night, he went from the young master of the Chen family to a prisoner.
He hated Zhang Yao even more!
The other party gave Zhang Qingyan infinite hope, but the result was so cruel!
"Bird in a cage?" Zhang Yao repeated in a low voice. His heart was very complicated.
Feeling the pain in his chest, he sighed inwardly. He was already a bird in a cage.
However, he didn't want to explain these things to Chen Wenyao.
Looking at Zhang Yao who turned to leave, Chen Wenyao sneered and turned off the light. He lay on the bed and stared blankly at the darkness in front of him.
"Yao 'er is asleep?"
Zhang Qingyan saw Zhang Yao enter the room and asked.
"Yao 'er?"
Zhang Yao's expression was a little strange. When he first heard his child's name, he felt uncomfortable. Now that he heard it in person, he felt even more strange.
"What's wrong?"
Zhang Qingyan smiled. "You've been gone for so many years. I can't even have a thought of you?"
"Of course not." Zhang Yao shook his head. "It just sounds a little strange." He took two steps forward. "It's been hard on you all these years."
His words of concern made Zhang Qingyan's eyes turn red instantly.
"Aiya, don't cry!
It's all my fault! "
Seeing Zhang Qingyan's tears, Zhang Yao quickly went forward to wipe them away.
"Brother Yao!
I missed you so much! "
Zhang Qingyan threw herself into Zhang Yao's arms and sobbed.
Zhang Yao's body trembled and his expression became serious. His body was also trembling slightly. He opened his mouth and said in a hoarse voice, "Qingyan, I'm sorry!"
The woman in his arms kept crying and didn't say anything.
Zhang Yao reached out and hugged her.
Raising his head, Zhang Yao's expression became ferocious, as if he was enduring excruciating pain.
Under the light, his eyes, which were originally black and white, became cloudy and covered with a layer of gray, like a layer of mucous membrane.
A few green and red blood vessels protruded from the corners of his eyes, giving off a ferocious aura.
Zhang Qingyan didn't notice anything that was happening.
After crying for a while, Zhang Qingyan slowly said, "Brother Yao, is this the only way we can do now?"
"Perhaps."
An extremely hoarse voice sounded, causing Zhang Qingyan to have goosebumps all over her body.
"Brother Yao?
What's wrong? "
At this moment, she suddenly felt a little scared.
She was just about to look up when Zhang Yao pressed the back of her head with his hand. She buried herself in Zhang Yao's arms again.
"It's nothing. I was injured by Zhou Fu today, and my internal injuries have relapsed. It's just a little painful."
Zhang Yao's voice was still hoarse, "Right, I can't let Zhou Fu know about my cultivation. Before I heal, I have to turn off the light."
After saying that, without waiting for Zhang Qingyan's response, he waved his sleeve and released his inner strength, extinguishing the light in the room.
After the light was gone, Zhang Yao let go of her, "Qingyan, you sleep first. I need to heal first."
"Okay."
In the darkness, Zhang Qingyan turned around and walked to the bed. She took off her coat and lay down.
At this moment, Zhang Yao's eyes were completely covered with gray, and the skin on his face was slowly wrinkling. If one looked at it under the light, they would see a metallic luster.
He sat cross-legged on the ground, and the tremors of his body gradually became stronger.
Intense pain spread from his heart. He opened his mouth and screamed silently.
An hour later, Zhang Qingyan fell asleep.
Zhang Yao stood up unsteadily. He walked to the bed and stretched out his hand, which was like a withered branch.
He wanted to touch Zhang Qingyan's cheek, but he couldn't do it.
"Qingyan, I'm sorry!
I have to leave, but I can't take you with me. I'm sorry! "
He stood there silently for a long time. Then, he flicked his finger and knocked out the sleeping Zhang Qingyan.