Chapter 13: Family feast is different

No words overnight.
When Di Fuya woke up, the sky was slightly bright, but no one around him was covered with a black robe, and the soft robe that blocked the wind and frost was around his fingers, clearing his nose and blowing his nose, just like the evil and ambiguous atmosphere.
"I think you still have a bit of human touch." Di Fu shook his bright eyes and smiled, put away his soft robe and got up to leave Baixiang Garden.
Today, Emperor Yao Yao returned home, and the entire Emperor's House was busy up and down, and no one noticed her hanging around.
Yun's was busy preparing a banquet in the morning, washing the wind for her husband, and doing everything in person. When everyone looked around, everyone praised the lady as a model of Wen Wanxian's wife. Mother Gui, today's play, she will end perfectly, not only to drive the imprisoned emperor out of the emperor's house, but also to grab the third sister Emperor Xia Xun's fire Department of Warcraft!
At noon, Di Yaotian came back with loot and spirits. Many precious medicinal materials and low-level Warcraft cubs were not mentioned for a while, but the fire-based Warcraft cub, as soon as he took it out, attracted everyone's attention.
In the huge black iron cage, a fiery beast with twin horns and wings and two wings, it was pinched in the cage with red eyes, sharp claws, and extremely powerful. Although it is still in its infancy, it is larger than the average bird of Warcraft, more than two feet long, and the two of them are more than enough during the wing period. This beast can spit fire and fly fast, and it is generally a family member. The preferred bird of war for travel.
"Huopeng Beast has four-star strength, and it took me a lot of effort to catch it." Di Yaotian sighed, a pair of majestic cold stars were filled with a hint of spring wind.
Everyone was amazed. After all, Huopeng Beast was irritable and it was not easy to catch.
"Master has been working hard all the way, Poria, not ready to make tea for your father." Yunshi nodded with a smile.
Di Fuling understood it, poured a cup of fragrant tea and staggered to the front of Di Yaotian, and whispered: "Daddy ..."
As soon as the words came out, her little hand suddenly softened, as if she had no strength, the tea cup fell off her hands and fell to the ground to become dregs. She was panicked and quickly leaned over to pick it up.
"Poria, everyone's girlfriends are so careless, what kind of system!"
The great mood was destroyed, and Di Yaotian was a little unhappy.
"Dad, the daughter knew the wrong thing!" Di Fuling bowed her head and knelt down, her eyes suddenly burst into tears, and everyone was still pity.
Seeing this, Yun's rushed forward and lifted her up. "The ground is cold. You are hurt. Get up."
Di Yaotian glared, wondering, "What hurts?"
"Dad, it's just a minor injury, it's not about the fourth sister ..." Di Fuling was sobbing softly. Everyone saw that Miss Wu was clearly aggrieved and afraid to speak!
"What the is going on ?!" Di Yaotian heard that it was related to Di Fuyao, his brows frowned, and there was a hint of aversion in his eyes.
"Yesterday Poria went to play with four girls. Who knew that girl did not know where the madness was? She actually bruised her and hurt her. Poria did not have the strength to get out of bed in the morning, but she knew that the master came back and greeted him. Yun's heartbreakingly opened the sleeves of Di Fuling.
I saw shocking whip marks all over her entire arm, some scarred skin flesh, and the whip scars were horrible, which made the onlookers breathlessly inhaling.
"Not only the hands, but Fuling's back is whipped. This girl is considerate to the master, but she must not let me tell the master."
Di Yaotian's fortitude and cold face suddenly shrouded a layer of haze, and his big palm was shot on the rosewood table. The strong breath shattered the teapot, and said, "Where is the dead girl!"
"Dad, don't blame the four sisters. The big things are small and the little things are small!" Di Fuling pleaded sincerely, and that begging for the whole person to see pity, let Di Yaotian be angry, but ignored her The bottom of my eyes flashed successfully.
"My divine Yaotian's baby daughter, who dares to bully! Butler, bring the dead girl over! Lao Tzu has to teach her today, what is the difference between inferiority and happiness!" Di Yaotian exclaimed in anger.
The steward Li answered and was just looking for him. I saw a Zhu Qi cylinder leaning on the door at the entrance of the lobby. She was in a sturdy sackcloth linen with her hands around her chest. A faint smile on her horrible yin and yang ghost face, It is Emperor Fuyao.