General, Your Wife Is Requesting Your Return Home For Farming novel Chapter 1355

Chapter 1355: The Omnipotent Wei Xiaobao

Editor: Atlas Studios

Xiahou Qing stepped on the muddy path.

In his panic, he tripped over a rock.

He fell headlong into the mud pit. Dirty mud rushed into his eyes and nose.

He choked violently and almost coughed out his entire lungs. Hot tears fell from his eyes.

After an unknown period of time, the coughing finally subsided.

His strength was exhausted.

He rolled over and lay limp in the rain.

He had fled extremely quickly just now, faster than when he was searched by the guards of the City Lord Manor. He was worried that his son would catch up.

But as he panted, there was only the lonely sound of the rain around him, no footsteps chasing after him.

He suddenly felt a little disappointed.

Tidal fatigue surged into his limbs and bones, and his eyelids began to feel heavy.

Wait.

He could not fall asleep!

He wanted to return to the Hundred Flowers Palace and inform Yun Shuang and Yun Lin to be careful of Xiahou Yi!

He pulled out the hairpin on his head and stabbed it into his left arm.

The intense pain woke him up again.

He gritted his teeth and got up, then staggered back to the entrance of the Flower Palace with extremely difficult steps.

THUD!

This time, the door was open.

He knocked it away and fell to the ground.

A disciple walked over with an umbrella.

“Why is it you again?”

The disciple asked strangely, “Why are you going back and forth?” _{freeweɓnovel.cѳm}

Xiahou Qing panted and said, “I want to… see… your… Palace Lord…”

The disciple turned around and looked into the darkness. “Young Palace Lord, he said that he wants to see you!”

Xiahou Qing’s heart skipped a beat. His son didn’t leave?

Ling Yun came over with an umbrella.

Xiahou Qing hurriedly raised his sleeve to prevent the other party from seeing his current appearance.

However, after lifting it a few times, it drooped weakly.

“Why are you looking for my mother?” Ling Yun said calmly.

Xiahou Qing turned around and said in an extremely hoarse voice, “I was… sent by the City Lord.”

Ling Yun said, “Oh, it’s so late. Why did he send someone over?”

Xiahou Qing swallowed the swelling pain in his throat and the bitterness in his heart. He resisted the urge to look at his son and said, “The City Lord… was… assassinated by Xiahou Yi… In the future… don’t look for the City Lord again… Also… Xiahou Yi has been pretending… His illness… isn’t that serious…”

Ling Yun asked, “Why should I believe you?”

Xiahou Qing kept his back to Ling Yun.

He shakily took out a small stone from his pocket. “This is… the City Lord asked me to bring it over… He said… to thank Erhu…”

This was the lucky stone that Erhu had given Xiahou Qing this afternoon.

Naturally, it was not a free gift.

There were at least a hundred such small stones, but Erhu recognized each of them.

The disciple took the stone and handed it to Ling Yun.

Ling Yun took a look and asked calmly, “What else did he say?”

Xiahou Qing choked and said, “He said… that he’s not a good husband… or a good father… He let Yun Xi down… and you.”

With that, he closed his eyes and hot tears flowed down his face.

He struggled to his feet, hunched over, and staggered into the rain.

With his son’s intelligence, he should be able to understand everything when he saw the fake City Lord tomorrow.

Having lost everything overnight, now that he was here, what he could not let go of the most was not the position of City lord, the Xiahou family, or wealth and power, but his son, whom he had let down for more than 20 years.

His son shouldn’t be too sad that he was dead.

After all, his son… had always only had Duanmu Qi as his father.

Boom!