Chapter 4711 Father Is so Cruel

How can a father be willing to leave his children?

Especially his two daughters who have been doted on since childhood.

The eyebrows and eyebrows of these twin daughters really resemble their mother.

However, thinking about Dai'er's life and death is unknown.

Thinking that she might be alive in another world, or might sleep forever on the cold seabed.

Zhao Yuanjing could not stay for a moment.

He stared at the three children for a long time. Finally, he sighed, turned around and got on the horse, clamped his legs under the horse's belly, and galloped away.

"Father——"

"Father, please don't leave—"

Qian'er and the toddler ran after him crying.

Only the waiter stood still, looking calm.

But there were also tears in his eyes.

No matter how much Qian'er and the children cried and chased after them, in the end, Zhao Yuanjing and Han Yu's horses disappeared into the heavy snow.

Never seen again.

Qian'er fell to her knees in the snow and cried bitterly.

The toddler had to stop and kneel with her, and the two sisters hugged each other and cried.

"Father is so cruel." Qian'er whimpered.

"Sister, don't you want your father to accompany your mother? Your mother is very pitiful when you are alone." Although the child said comforting words, tears still kept flowing.

The waiter came over and said calmly: "Sisters, it's time for us to set off. If we delay any longer, we won't be able to reach our accommodation before dark. You two will have to sleep in the snow."

Qian'er looked up at him with tears in her eyes: "Xiaoer, I feel uncomfortable and congested."

The waiter put his palms on the heads of the two sisters and sighed: "They are not children anymore. It is up to them to decide what their parents decide. At least we all know that they are living well. Isn’t that enough? Just think of them as they have been for the past three years, living happily where we can’t see them.”

Qian'er and the child looked at each other, and their sadness was miraculously cured by the waiter's words.

They looked in the direction of the iceberg and were silent.

In the silent world, only the snow fell quietly.

Not changed by anything external.

Just like this eternal world.

…

Zhao Yuanjing and Han Yu galloped all the way, changing horses on the way, and arrived at Jade Bird City before dark.

Blue Bird City is still ruined in the snow.

Han Yu was wearing a black cloak, with only his face exposed. He stood on a stone, looked around, and said with emotion: "When I came here, it was still a prosperous and lively scene. Times have changed, and this place has become so dilapidated. "

Zhao Yuanjing said calmly: "Did you expect that you would fall in love with the little saint of the Uzbek tribe?"

Han Yu smiled bitterly and shook his head: "At that time, I was just a little monk who didn't understand love. I vowed to walk the world barefoot and relieve the suffering people in the world."

Looking back now, that was such a childish and ridiculous idea.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva said that if hell is not empty, I will not become a Buddha.

Does he still want to be on par with Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?

He couldn't even save Ji Tangtang.

"What you told me a few days ago," Han Yu followed Zhao Yuanjing and climbed up the snow, "is it true?"

"If you didn't believe it, you wouldn't have come."

"Actually, when I first met the Queen Mother, I knew she was different."

Zhao Yuanjing glanced at him.

Han Yu hurriedly waved his hand: "Your Majesty, don't get me wrong. I have absolutely no thoughts about the Queen Mother. What I am talking about is different, because her soul state is not allowed in the world."