Feng Qizhou looked down at Feng Qiao. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Feng Qiao was staring into his eyes and slowly spoke.

"Daddy, you never mentioned the affairs of the court in front of your daughter, let alone those conspiracies and calculations in front of me, but you not only said it today, but also deliberately mentioned the matter of the second brother and the seventh prince. ”

"You know that the second brother is assisting the Seventh Prince, but you would rather help and support it in secret, and you have never mentioned it, just so as not to be caught by anyone. But you suddenly broke this matter today, not only let the Seventh Prince accept your previous help, but also want to borrow the mouth of the second brother to make the Seventh Prince think that he can have a chance to recruit you. ”

"I have heard the second brother inadvertently mention that when Xiao Min returned to Beijing, there were rumors that His Majesty intended to crown him as the king and let him become the head of the Hyogo Division, but my father only mentioned the matter of him being crowned king just now, and did not mention anything about the Hyogo Division. ”

"Daddy, are you in the palace today, did you stop Xiao Minyuan's errand of the Hyokus?"

Feng Qizhou's pupils shrank sharply, his jaw tightened, his deeply textured lips tightened into a straight line, and those black eyes that had never had a little cloud in front of Feng Qiao in the past were full of shock, doubt, fear, and even a cold look that could not be concealed.

He slammed his hand out of Feng Qiao's arms, stood up and said sharply:

"You're not Qingqing, who the hell are you?!"

Feng Qiao's body shook, and his arm slammed into the small table next to him with a "bang".

The wound that had just been medicated was soaked in blood instantly, and the sleeves were dyed red in a moment.

Feng Qizhou was shocked when he saw the blood, and he wanted to step forward to help Feng Qiao with a reflex, but as soon as he moved, he bumped into a pair of eyes full of tears, which were full of pain and sadness.

"Daddy, don't you want Qingqing?"

Feng Qizhou was stabbed by the voice, his heart was suffocated, as if he had been stung, he quickly withdrew his hand and clenched it into a fist.

"You're not Qingqing!"

"My Qingqing is innocent and delicate, she never understands conspiracy and calculation, let alone the darkness of deceit, she even cries for half a day when the parrot she raises dies of illness, how can she kill people, and how can she plan to calculate others?"

"Since you returned from Lin'an, you have deliberately provoked my anger towards Xiao Minyuan, and asked Feng Yan for things, provoking discord between the big room and the second room, so that the Liu family and the old lady have a gap..."

"Who the hell are you, where did you get my daughter?!"

Feng Qiao listened to Feng Qizhou's words, and tears rolled down in big drops.

It is true that she was ignorant of the world, and she was indeed simple and coquettish, but those things have long been destroyed in the dark days, like maggots that cannot live or die.

She has been trying her best to hide her darkness, and has been trying her best not to rely on the tyranny in her heart to take revenge on those who have hurt her.

She carefully maintained the appearance that Feng Qiao should have, and carefully wanted to keep the beauty in her father's heart, but she was ruined after all, and Feng Qizhou finally found out.

He knew the darkness under her delicate surface, and knew her ruthless and vicious side.

When Feng Qizhou questioned her in such an indifferent, even angry voice, and asked her where she had gotten his daughter, Feng Qiao's heart that had been holding on instantly collapsed, and she raised her eyes to look at Feng Qizhou through tears, and her eyes were broken......

After all, she still lost Qingqing, and lost the child who was protected by her father and should have been simple and kind.

Feng Qizhou's breath was stagnant, and the girl in front of him sat on the couch with her eyes wide open, crying quietly, obviously not making any sound, but the tears smashed into his heart one by one, and his heart seemed to be broken, and he couldn't breathe in pain.

He suddenly remembered that when Feng Qiao first returned to Beijing, he was like a hedgehog, guarding against everyone and not allowing anyone to approach.

At that time, she was obviously delirious, and she had already survived to the extreme, but she bit her lip and didn't let herself faint even if she hurt herself.

It wasn't until he got close to her that she seemed to find support, clutching his sleeve tightly and smiling brightly.

- Daddy, I've finally found you......

The blood on the girl's arms soaked through her clothes and fell down her fingertips on the couch.

Feng Qizhou faced Feng Qiao's dim and desperate eyes, he should have doubted, but his heart still couldn't stop worrying about her.

He suddenly gritted his teeth, stepped forward to Feng Qiao's side, lifted his robe and tore it off, and reached out to lift Feng Qiao's arm, about to tie the hem of the court robe, which was precious to ordinary people, to her arm that was strained by the table foot after being hit.

Feng Qiao watched Feng Qizhou's movements in tears and stunned, and saw that he was holding her small arm with his big hand, carefully avoiding the wound, and suddenly said abruptly: "Daddy, do you believe in the past life and this life?"

Feng Qizhou's hands trembled and looked up at Feng Qiao.

Feng Qiao opened his eyes and muttered, "I don't know if it's a dream, or if I really experienced that life like a nightmare." ”

"In that nightmare, I was cut off in Lin'an and thrown into Dingzhong to cook, and in that nightmare, you died in Cangzhou in July of this year because of being persecuted. ”

"I was a child who didn't know anything, and I only knew that it hurt, so I cried and shouted for my father to save me, but I broke my throat and cried blindly, and my father never came back. ”

"It's so hot, it's so hot, my skin is hot, my legs hurt so much, it's like there are a lot of insects, constantly biting my body......"

"I want to die...... I don't want to live...... But I don't even have the strength to die......"

"They would rather let me live like mud and beg them for alms than let me die......"

Feng Qiao's voice became lower and lower, she seemed to be immersed in the pain at the beginning, a pair of hands desperately trying to grasp something, and there was no focus in her tear-stained eyes.

"I'm in pain, it's in pain... It hurt so much that I bit my hand and broke my head......"

"Daddy, why didn't you come and save me... They all bullied me...... They all bullied me..."

"Qingqing hurts so much... I'm in so much pain..."

Feng Qizhou looked at Feng Qiao in surprise, she seemed to have fallen into a nightmare, her hands were desperately clutching her body, her fingers were stained with blood, but she didn't seem to feel pain at all, her body curled up in a ball, trembling like a frightened little beast.

She opened her eyes blankly, and kept making a hoarse voice in her mouth saying that she was in pain, calling why her father didn't come to save her, and why those people wanted to hurt her......

Feng Qizhou only felt like a blunt knife in his heart, cutting his heart one by one, making his painful face distort.