Original God Zhongli BG Xiao Qinglong traveled through time

The figure of Master Hu appeared at the door, and when his eyes fell on Luo Ahhuan, he stopped. He walked to the bedside with light steps, and with trembling hands, he slowly covered her pale and thin cheeks.

"..."

Hall Master Hu was unable to utter a word for a long time. However, Ganyu the little Qilin opened his eyes, stood up, jumped out of Lin Huan's arms, landed at the foot of the bed by the wall, and lay in the quilt, with his head resting on Lin Huan's calf, with only his furry little head sticking out and looking over here.

Mr. Zhongli, who was sitting beside the bed, also stood up and made room for him, his expression slightly gloomy.

"Sorry, Jingzhi..."

"Emperor..." Hall Master Hu sat down beside Lin Huan's bed, lowered his eyelids, and repeatedly scanned the child's thin body. "Emperor, there is no need to apologize. I think this silly child is sincere, she will not regret it. And as a family member, as one of the people in Liyue Port protected by them, I am also deeply proud of her and grateful... But, as a family member, seeing the serious injuries paid for defending the country, makes me really distressed."

Master Hu sighed softly.

"I won't say more. The master should have scolded you. Ah Huan, please don't make me worry like this again in the future... I want you to sign a contract with me in front of the emperor, okay?"

"Yes." Lin Huan was very obedient in front of the two elders.

"Then the contract is established." Mr. Zhongli said slowly, and then a golden light emerged from Lin Huan's palm, all the way to the old man's wrist, forming a heart-shaped knot.

After seeing the contract was established, Master Hu finally smiled. Then he turned his head, turned his back, lowered his head, and didn't let Lin Huan see his expression. His shoulders shrugged silently...

"Uncle Hu..." Lin Huan raised his hand, pressed his shoulder, leaned against the old man's not-so-broad back, rested his head on his shoulder, closed his eyes, and sighed softly.

"Uncle Hu, I'm here, don't cry... I will feel bad if you do this..."

Hearing this, Master Hu sniffed hard, turned around and pulled her into his arms, saying in a hoarse voice, "Okay... We won't cry, we won't cry anymore!"

Lin Huan clung to his old father, feeling his warm embrace, and smiled.

"Okay, I promise you, I'll get better soon."

Looking at the father and daughter leaning against each other in the affectionate moment, Mr. Zhongli smiled softly, glanced at the little Qilin, nodded, then tiptoed to the door and sat down at the table under the window.

This warm hug lasted for a very long time, so long that Master Hu felt that the little person in his arms was about to fall asleep, and suddenly he heard her soft voice.

"Uncle Hu, you know..."

She seemed a little hesitant, not knowing whether she should ask her relatives about... that person. In the end, she remained silent. After all... that guy was very cunning. He made an appointment with her to tell her everything when they met again in the future. He actually had no intention of keeping this appointment, right? So she wanted to find him in person, to bring him back safely, to his family. She wanted to hear him tell her in person about those things about her meeting with him that she didn't remember. She wanted to hear him say it.

"Xiao Huan, what do you want to say?" Mr. Hu Jingzhi asked with some confusion when he didn't hear her continue.

"Nothing... Uncle Hu, I don't want to ask anything." She smiled and said softly, "A bad man, like Brother Xingzhi, has hidden a lot of things from me... I want to find him and ask him clearly."