The villain was shocked: his mother used a ghost to coax the child

"Sister, I want one portion of this fried chicken."

Wen Qingliu looked at the ragged little boy in front of him and frowned.

It's not that she looked down on the little beggar in front of her.

But this kid doesn’t look like he can afford to pay, and his eyes look timid.

Keep looking towards a big tree behind.

Wen Qingliu followed his gaze and looked over there.

"Master?"

She lowered her eyes and murmured something, but her face showed no sign of it.

He packed a portion of fried chicken neatly and put it in the child's hand.

The little boy paid the money and walked towards the big tree with the fried chicken.

Wen Qingliu followed quietly behind and grabbed the old man behind the tree.

"Oh, I'm going!"

"Wen Qingliu, you rebellious little girl, let me go now."

The little boy was frightened and stood there in a daze, not daring to move.

Wen Qingliu raised his head and gave him a comforting smile.

"Eat first, just think of it as this old man treating you."

When Wu Daozi heard this, he immediately jumped up and said, "How dare you, Wen Qingliu, make the decision for me."

"You'd better explain to me that we are brothers."

"Although I am the only one here now, my senior sisters and junior brothers will be here soon."

Wen Qingliu's shop was closed, so he carried his master home.

Wu Daozi tried to speak several times but was blocked by Wen Qingliu every time.

When he arrived at the gate of the courtyard, Wudaozi smoothed his hair and carefully tidied up his appearance.

"Master, I really gave you face. How dare you treat me like this?"

Wen Qingliu was not afraid of his verbal threats at all.

If there is a group pet in this team, there must be a group pet.

If Wen Qingliu is the group's favorite, then the group's favorite must be the master.

In fact, Gu Yi is quite like the bully in their sect.

But compared to the master, he is still a little bit lacking.

"Qingliu, who is this?"

"Mom, this is my master."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Chen wiped her hands and walked out of the kitchen.

"What's your name, sir?"

Wu Daozi put his hands behind his back, looking like an immortal.

"I am Wudaozi. You can call me Master Wudao."

Wen Qingliu looked at him and slapped him on the back.

"Master, can we stop pretending?"

Wudaozi immediately jumped to the side like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

"Wen Qingliu! There are outsiders here. Can you please give me, your master, some face?"

Wen Qingliu ignored him and looked at Zhao Chen.

"Mom, you can call him Wudaozi or Wudao."

Zhao Chen nodded and agreed: "Then I will be called Wudaozi."

"Qingliu girl, are you going to town today? It's already noon, let me make you something to eat."

Wen Qingliu nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work, mother. Just make me a bowl of lotus root powder."

Wu Daozi pricked up his ears.

"Lotus root powder? Can you give me a bowl too?"

Zhao Chen naturally agreed, turned and walked into the kitchen to make a bowl of hot lotus root powder for each of them.

Wu Daozi ate lotus root powder and kept sighing about Wen Qingliu.

"Awesome! You are worthy of being my favorite disciple."

"Your fourth sister has been here for so long, and all she can do is deal in her few broken herbs."

Wen Qingliu put down the spoon and stared at Wudaozi.

"Master, have you met the fourth sister?"

"I think you should explain to us why we all came to this world?"

Wu Daozi stopped talking and just focused on drinking the bowl of lotus root powder in his hand.

Don't be fooled by Wen Qingliu's attitude of getting to the bottom of things.

But in fact, she knew in her heart that there must be a reason why her master did this.

"By the way, Qingliu, how is Gu Yi doing?"

Wen Qingliu said calmly, "He is preparing to rebel."

Wu Daozi nodded, this was indeed his style.

Seeing his master so calm, Wen Qingliu became a little curious.

"Master, why aren't you surprised at all?"

"Why should I be surprised? Isn't it normal for that kid Gu Yi to want to rebel?"

He is not the biological son of the late emperor.

Wen Qingliu seemed to have heard some shocking secret and was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth for a long time.

Not the late emperor's biological son? Does Gu Yi know about this?

Come to think of it, Gu Yi is better than the current emperor in every way.

If Gu Yi was the biological son, there would be no need to make the current emperor the crown prince.

Why not just appoint Gu Yi as the crown prince? Wouldn’t it be perfect for him to sit on the throne directly now?

But if Gu Yi is not his biological son, then everything would make sense.

The royal family attaches the most importance to blood inheritance. Who would pass the throne to someone who is not their son?

But did the late emperor know about this?

What if we didn't know why the throne wasn't passed to him?

But if you knew, why would you raise him so big?

Wen Qingliu didn't even eat the lotus root powder, but just kept thinking about these things in his mind.

If a child is not the emperor's biological son.

Could it be the product of an affair between a concubine and a guard?

Forget it, I won’t think about it anymore. The more I think about it, the more headache I get.

Wait for the junior brother, and when the rebellion is successful, can't he just go and ask the junior brother directly?

Only after Zhao Chen left did Wen Qingliu dare to bring the topic to her.

"Master, if you knew that I would come to this world sooner or later, why did you let me get married?"

"Zhao Zhiyi said that you were also here on the wedding day."

"And the eldest brother, we couldn't find him no matter how hard we looked. Was it because the eldest brother had already arrived in this world?"

Wu Daozi sighed, and finally explained:

"It's not that you will come to this world sooner or later, but that you belong to this world."

"When you were little, you always asked me why you didn't have a mom and a dad."

"Because your parents are not in the original world at all, the parents in this world are your biological parents."

Wen Qingliu was a little stunned, although she had already guessed about this matter.

But when it was actually confirmed, she couldn't help feeling a little surprised.

"But why? You are brothers, so you should find out by yourselves."

For some reason, Wen Qingliu suddenly thought of it.

The night when Gu Yi and Zhao Zhiyi came back.

In a daze, she seemed to hear Zhao Zhiyi muttering something.

But she was too nervous and sleepy at the time, and she really didn't have the energy to figure out what he was saying.

Wu Daozi interrupted her thoughts.

"Qingliu, Qingliu, Master only has so little money to buy your fried chicken, and you won't let me eat it."

Wen Qingliu couldn't help but laugh when he heard the master's somewhat aggrieved tone.

"Tomorrow, I will definitely take you to town to have a good meal of fried chicken."

"You can eat as much as you want."