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(II)

Six years later.

In those years, the watery girl was like water hibiscus. Her melancholy never left her. She seemed to want to be with her company in this life. Whenever the sound of the flute in the village, the working people will always naturally stop their work and want to be the first to see the fairy's face.

In the sky, the Shangguan family was silent, and the beautiful woman was sitting on the tile of the roof. The departure of the dream mark was like a deep scar left by Shangguan Bingyan. The kind of affection beyond the childhood playmate separated the two people from each other, and they could only be hurt.

At this time, there was a man standing under the roof, accompanying her for more than ten years. The woman mourned and looked at the beautiful woman on the roof quietly, and her heart was like a knife. She knew that the culprit of all this came from the person who did not leave the room.

For a moment of silence and melancholy, he climbed from a ladder to the roof.

Shangguan Bingyan found that the person who came was Mingjing and said sadly, "Mother! I can't sleep."

Mingjing was sad for a while. She couldn't remember how many times Shangguan Bingyan said this and hugged Bingyan in her arms.

"My miserable swallow!"

"Mother, do you think Menghen will come back? I have been catching fish with him in the small pool every day for the past six years." Mingjing was the first person to make Bingyan feel that she could rely on, and she got some comfort in her arms.

"Yes, Yan'er is so kind to Menghen, and Menghen is reluctant to leave. One day he will come back." Mingjing said, but the sadness could not be hidden in his eyes.

At this time, neither of them knew that in that mysterious room, a pair of eyes were looking at the two people, sneering in the quiet night.

Nothing happened all night.

The next day, Shangguan Bingyan got up early and sat quietly in the living room. Mingjing and her servants were already busy, and the kitchen was so lively.

Early in the morning, Guan Bingyan said that she wanted to eat, which made Mingjingru see the sunshine, mobilize the manpower that could mobilize, and float the fragrance from the kitchen from time to time.

After a while, a large table of dishes was placed in front of Shangguan Bingyan, sitting quietly beside her, looking at her kindly, and the other familymen stood on both sides.

Shangguan Bingyan took a look around and was a little unaccustomed.

"Yan'er, these are your favorite foods. Come on." Mingjing looked at the opportunity and eased the embarrassment, and the other family made a gratifying smile.

Shangguan Bingyan nodded and ate elegantly, which made people feel soft, and Mingjing almost sobbed. This was a scene she hadn't seen for many years.

"Such a lively morning banquet, Mingjing, how did you bring your subordinates? No one came to call me."

The sudden voice made everyone look at the room upstairs in surprise. Mingjing stood up in a hurry. The sound now made her feel afraid.

After a while, the door of the room opened wide, and a spiritless middle-aged man came out, with a beard on his resolute face, dressed in white, and staring straight at Shangguan Bingyan sitting in the chair.

Ming Jing quietly said, "Why is the master so young?" Before she came to her senses, Shangguanye had already walked to the big table.

"Hir, sir." The family made up nervously what they didn't say just now.

"Sir, you have finally recovered. It's great that the young lady will rest in peace." Welcome to Mingjing.

Shangguanye looked at Bingyan who was still eating and smiled, "Then this beautiful girl is Bingyan. She hasn't grown so much in years."

Shangguan Bingyan didn't seem to want to pay attention to him, which made the scene even more embarrassing. Mingjing hurriedly pushed her gently. Then Bingyan looked up at Shangguan Ye and found that his eyes were still mixed with some unstable factors.

Shangguanye said helplessly, "Well, it's my fault that I didn't take care of my wife and children in those years, and now I don't even recognize my daughter."

Other family members looked at Shangguanye cautiously. Mingjing was not a fool. She knew the mystery in Shangguanye's words and said gently, "Sir, Yan'er hasn't seen you for a long time. I don't know what to say for a while. Don't be angry. Yan'er misses you the most. Yan'er is going to call her father." Mingjing looked at Shangguan Bingyan with hope.

"My father has been dead for many years, and my wet nurse is my relative." After saying that, Shangguan Bingyan left the living room coldly.

Everyone lowered their heads at a loss.

Shangguanye looked at the figure of Bingyan leaving and let out a sneer.

Shangguan Bingyan was helpless about the sudden appearance of Shangguanye, except for grief and indignation. She had no choice but to learn to escape, but Shangguanye appeared frequently beside her like a ghost.

In a rage, he actually moved to Mingjing's room. He was really afraid that one day Guanye would suddenly appear alone in her room. Mingjing found that Shangguanye had changed a lot, and there was always a cold atmosphere around him, which was chilling.

"Why did my mother appear again? I have always believed that he is dead. Why does he still appear?" Bingyan, who was lying on **, looked at the curtain of ** square and asked.

"Yan'er is always your father no matter what. I believe he has a choice but to suffer, and his blood is connected." Mingjing comforted the ice swallow.

"My mother used to ask you about him, but you didn't say anything. Now I hope my mother can tell me all about him. Now I want to know."

There was a sigh from his side, after the silence.

"At that time, Yan'er was not born. Your father was full of scenery and a bright future in front of him, and your mother was pregnant with you at that time. They were extremely happy for you who had not yet been born."

"In the year of your birth, your father was involved in a dispute in a foreign country. He only blamed your father's obsession with martial arts, so he set off a bloody storm in the martial arts and met many enemies. Your father had to take you and your mother to have a family retreat."

"But your father doesn't know how to repent, and he still has to practice evil skills, which makes him go crazy. He abandons your mother and son and runs away. After coming back, no one has seen him. The servants have to put their daily things in front of his door, but your father has never eaten anything, which makes Shangguan's family panic and leads to Shangguan. The family is declining year by year, cough.

"Yan'er, I still hope you can forgive him anyway."

After knowing what she wanted to know before, Shangguan Bingyan still didn't call him father, but she would not escape when she met him. Shangguan Ye was talking about things every time, while Shangguan Bingyan silently listened to him.

One day, Shangguan Bingyan was sitting on the pavilion in the courtyard playing the flute. The song was not finished, but there was applause. Shangguan Ye's uninvited, which made her very angry, but she had no choice.

"I didn't expect that Yaner learned your mother's true biography, which is really like the sound of nature." Shangguan Ye sat softly opposite her.

Shangguan Bingyan looked at him carefully and found that Shangguan Ye looked younger, and his strange eyes were always staring at him, which was very uncomfortable. There was no family around. Shangguan Bingyan wanted to leave.

"Yan'er, I have to tell you something about you and your mother." Shangguanye noticed her behavior and said coldly.

Shangguan Bingyan couldn't make up her mind for a moment. She looked at him angrily and moved to her position.

"I remember that before Yan'er had an accident, she did a wrong thing for her father, which caused your mother to come early." Speaking of this, Guanye became sad.

"Yan'er, who hasn't had an accident, has died of her father."

Hearing this, Shangguan Bingyan opened her mouth slightly. What a big blow these things were to her.

"Yan'er, you are entrusted to us by your mother's distant relatives, so you are our spiritual support. Today, I said these things because I think you should also know. Yan, you won't hate your father, will you?" Shangguan Ye said sadly, but his eyes looked at Bingyan's face, and a strange feeling came from the bottom of his heart.

Shangguan Bingyan's tears began to slide down, and she left the flute and ran out.

Shangguanye swept away the sadness just now, stood up and said with a smile, "Yan'er, don't blame me. You can only blame your mother. I really can't forget her."

(To be continued)