Chapter 66 Reunion of Father and Daughter

His left hand was captured and spread out his palm, and the white index finger was drawn on it. After writing, he smiled strangely at me, and I was just stunned and chewed the four words repeatedly:

Her background.

Just half an hour ago, Wang Fu was taken back to the palace. Du Guhong said that he went to explain the task and left, and Ming was still closely discussing the prescription to wake up the emperor's uncle.

So that at this moment, in this solemn main hall, in addition to me guarding the emperor's uncle, only the immortal crane palace lamp in the corner exudes a little anger.

Lying on the edge of the couch was still shocked by the message brought to me by Duguhong. He said: Wang Fu is not the daughter of the emperor's uncle at all!

He also said: As for who is Princess Leyao's biological father, he is sending someone to investigate, but there is no result yet.

I can't say what it's like in my heart, "Auncle, is there anyone around you who can trust?" I put my cheek on the back of his cold hand and slowly rubbed it: "I don't know how you got here for many years?"

"Wake up quickly! Do you really have the heart to put Ayou alone in this dangerous situation? I can't stand it anymore, uncle. Who can be trusted? Wake up and teach me~~~

I have been thinking about it for a long time. Gradually, my eyelids began to be heavy, my eyes became blurred in front of me, and my hands and feet were even more disobedient... I only remember that before falling into darkness, my last consciousness was: Will tonight's dragon birthday fragrance be too much?

Huh, is this...? Ruyang Houfu!

I stood in front of the majestic bronze gate and looked up at the shining plaque above. It was strange that why the four words were no longer as intimate as before?

The eyes moved down, and the cyan stone lion in front of the door, who had been happy to climb since I was a child, is now changing its fierce face and staring at me coldly.

Have I really returned to the place where we have been separated for many years?

So, I stepped forward quickly and knocked on the door without any movement. I knocked again and knocked fiercely, but no one answered me.

"I'm back! It's me, Han You, Han You from Ruyang Mansion!"

I began to shout, but unfortunately, it was futile, because my throat couldn't make a sound.

At this anxious moment, the stone lion standing in the west actually said, "Come back? Well, you haven't been from the Han family for a long time! Where are you coming back?"

"Nonsense! Why am I not? My surname is Han!" I argued immediately, although it was silent.

"Cut~~~" The stone lion will still sneer: "You touch your heart. Is it still surnamed Han?"

"Of course!" I really went back and touched my heart. In an instant, it was empty, leaving only a dark void.

What about the heart? My heart?" I was shocked.

"My heart is gone, where is your home? Haha~~~"

"No..."

suddenly, I opened my eyes. First of all, the purpose was the layers of translucent veil, and then touched the soft brocade quilt under my body. Is this on the collapse of sleep?

"So it's a dream!" I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief: "I told you, Ruyang is far from the capital, isn't it a place where you can go back in the blink of an eye? Besides... Fortunately, it's a dream, just a dream!"

"My silly daughter, what are you talking about?" There was a smile not far away.

This sound seemed familiar but strange, like a ladle of ice water, overturning, freezing my movements.

I tried to open my eyes wide. Why hasn't I woken up from this dream? He quickly sat up and looked around. This place... Although Bu Chen is also golden and brilliant, unfortunately, it is definitely not Weiyang Palace!

His voice has not yet dissipated, but his footsteps have gradually approached to his side. I put my hands tightly and kept cheering myself up: Don't be afraid, Han You, this is not true, it's just a dream, it's a dream!

After struggling several times, he still turned around and fell into a pair of teasing little ink pupils.

Slightly stunned, it is indeed the familiar outline, but why is it a little different from the person in my memory?

The man in front of him smiled, but the corners of his eyes implicated several profound lines; the outline was still profound, but the beard, which was a sign, had disappeared. In this way, he is not a gentle prince or a powerful general, but more like a modest and gentle middle-aged Confucian.

For nearly five years, I have never dreamed of him so clearly, and I have never thought that he will be eroded by the wind and frost one day.

"Dad?"

This dream is too real. Thinking about it, the action has preded reason, and my hand directly stroked the once haunting face.

Suddenly, my hand was burned by the slightly warm touch, and I hurriedly withdrew it, but he held it.

"Youyou, what's wrong? Don't you want to be a father?"

"You, you..." I have imagined the scene of reunion with my father countless times. How should I react? It's pretending that they don't know anything, and the father and daughter are happy when they get together, or they have a complete showdown and make a decision from now on.

However, this encounter came so suddenly that I was caught off guard before I could think of the answer.

"I, I don't..." I found that my tongue was not straight at all.

"Are you resenting being a father?" Those once familiar hands slowly stroked my forehead.

At this time, my body has been uncontrolled, and I can't even do such a simple action as nodding and shaking my head.

A few days later, a faint sigh resounded in my ears: "I know no matter what the pain is, after all, my lack of my father's position over the years is an unchangeable fact, and it has created an irreparable gap between our father and daughter. However, Youyou, I, Han Qing, am a daughter like you from beginning to end. It's a lie."

"Although I haven't been by your side in recent years, I can see all your every move and smile. Now that you have grown into a big girl, our father and daughter can finally see each other again. As a father, the feelings in our hearts are really mixed, and I can't tell whether it's regret, apologies or gratification..."

He said to himself, very depressed, and even his eyes were red. And I just listened to him quietly, just listening, because my mind had been chaotic and had no thoughts.

"I don't expect you to forgive me immediately, but Youyou, can you give me a chance to make up for my father? I will definitely compensate you twice in the future, how about that?"

Looking at those eager eyes, I showed an expression that might be called a smile: "This time, what does dad want his daughter to do?"

Hearing this, he looked shocked: "Is that how you treat your father?"

"What else?" I finally broke away from the hand he held and stared straight at him: "Then please tell Ayou, what should I think of a 'killing-wife-abandoned-daughter'?"

"You," he frowned and his eyes fluttered: "... Your forgetfulness has been solved?"

"Did you admit it?"

"Who solved it?"

"That's not the point!" I clenched my lower lip: "Dad, do you have nothing to say?"

He still put his right hand on my cheek and slowly drooped down.

At that time, everything was silent, and the heart seemed to stagnate. The wind mixed with the heavy snow came violently on the half-wung window and made a rustling sound.

For a long time,

"Tend me back!" I said.

"I want to go back to Han Palace!" I got up from the couch.

When he passed by, his hand was pulled again.

"Youyou, even if you explain for your father now, can you listen to it?"

Dad straightened me up, looked at each other, and repeated again: "Say, will you believe me?"

I have heard too many people say that my portrait is A Niang, but at this moment, I suddenly found that the most xiao�� is definitely not A Niang but my father. For example, at present, the eyes in our eyes are similar, which is not only stubborn, but also suspicious.

"The letter?"

"Isn't your mother dead?"

"Or does the poison of the emperor's uncle have nothing to do with you?"

"Or is it that the king of Xinguangling is not encouraged by you?"

......

"Do you dare to ask, which one do you want me to believe?"

In the face of my problems one by one, his eyelashes drooped, but silent, silent again and again...

I can't help laughing,

"That's it." I shook away the hand that held me hard: "Ayou left first."

"Do you make this gesture to break with your father?" He has a pale face.

"No," I raised my head and looked back without showing weakness: "My daughter is just correcting your mistakes and accumulating virtue for you!"

"Ha ha, Ji De? Jide? It's really worthy of my Han Qing's daughter!" His eyes narrowed slightly, and I knew that it was a precursor to anger: "But what is right or wrong in this period? Are you sure you know it?"

"It is fair to the hearts of the people."

"Okay, it's so comfortable!" He almost gritted his teeth: "If I say that my father did not participate in this plan, I came tonight just to take you away and avoid the current disturbances for the time being..."

"Thank you so much, but Ah You has decided to advance and retreat with his uncle!"

"Is this your choice?"

"...yeah."

I didn't expect it, uncle or father? This problem that once troubled me for more than a few years, now I have really faced it, and I have made a choice without thinking.

"Daughter, you will regret this decision now! You will definitely lose this time!"

When I stepped out of the threshold, this sentence came from behind, and the meaning was so sure that it was full of self-confidence in planning.

There is no turning back, I said four words:

"Never regret it!"

As soon as he went out, before he could see the terrain clearly, the two waiters came over and respectfully presented a black cloth.

Knowing that I was struggling unintentionally, I obediently blindfolded my eyes. Then someone approached and a familiar voice sounded: "Your Highness, let me send you back." It's General Manager Qin.

I responded with a smile and laughed at myself: "It's good to bother you."

The chariot under my body is spinning violently. I quietly leaned against the wall of the car. Perhaps because of the darkness in front of me, my hearing is much more sensitive. I can clearly feel the slightly disordered breathing of the person opposite and the sighs of several times without saying anything.

I pretended not to know and maintained an impeccable smile on my face.

"Your Highness." He finally made a sound.

"Your Majesty's accident happened this time, and he really didn't participate in it."

......

"The lord can't be notified by the old slave. Ruyang is not a day or two away from here."

"Old slave guess, it's not that you don't understand, just twist your anger for a moment..."

"General Manager Qin," I interrupted him impatiently: "I don't want to be speculated casually. It's your job."

When I changed my car and got into the soft sedan chair, the communication between heaven and earth had splashed a dawn.

Because it was Qin Degui's guide, no one dared to investigate. We went all the way back to Weiyang Palace smoothly. Who would have thought that the magnificent Princess Chang'an had fought back and forth inside and outside the Han Palace overnight?

Well, of course, except for the almost seven-hole smoking man in front of me.

As soon as I entered the main hall, I was caught by this man.

"Where have you been?"

"A Hong!" Seeing that his eyebrows were completely entangled into Sichuan, I couldn't bear to stretch out my hand to smooth the character Chuan, but he held it down.

"You don't want to pass the test perfunctorily!"

"I'm just going to confirm something." Look at him timidly.

"Oh, that's it again! Every time something happens, you are mysterious and say that you will definitely sue me in the future. In the future, how long will this 'after' take?

"Or, what is it to you that I am so unworthy of your trust?"

"Ah?"

"Ha ha, pretend to be stupid! You are..." His eyes were about to breathe fire, but they were completely suppressed at the next moment.

Because my lips suddenly stuck to him, and then I tried to imitate the situation in his memory. I licked it shallowly between his lips and nibbled gently, but I was never able to do it. Suddenly, with a sneer, with a sneer, a strong force involved the tip of my tongue into his mouth, helping each other and entangling it. mian......

In the end, I have completely lost my mood, and even lost my breath, leaving only the faint white breath in my mind and heart.

When we finally separated and put down my tiptoe, I staggered my back and didn't dare to look at Duguhong's expression at all. I said like a mosquito: "Now, who do you think you are?"

After saying that, I panicked and hurried to hide inside, but I couldn't succeed, because someone who was smiling very much hugged me tightly from behind.

"Nothing! Ayou." His head rested on my shoulder and rubbed gently: "Promise me not to do this again."