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This is the daughter he is willing to protect with his life.

But in a place he didn't know, someone hurt her like this.

Cooking and eating, broken legs and disfigurement, in a dark place, such a humble life that survives, and can't ......

"Qingqing..."

Feng Qizhou's eyes were red, and he whispered in a trembling voice.

Feng Qiao didn't seem to hear at all, he just curled up in a ball with his arms tightly, trembling.

"Why...... Why did you all come to bully me, I never hurt you, why don't you let me go......"

"I hurt so much, it hurts so much......"

"I beg you to let me go, let me go......"

The little girl's voice was like drinking blood and crying, every word, every sentence, made Feng Qizhou's heart so distressed that it was almost numb.

What kind of torture, what kind of pain, would make the pampered child in the palm of his hand become so humble, so begging, as if he was in despair with nowhere to escape, and could only keep begging, begging the beasts who hurt her to let her go.

"Qingqing!"

Feng Qizhou's heart was dripping blood, and he grabbed Feng Qiao's hand that was constantly scratching on his body, trying to appease her.

Feng Qiao struggled desperately as if he had been broken, crying and begging as if he had collapsed: "Don't hit me, I beg you not to hit me, auntie, I don't dare anymore... I don't eat osmanthus cake anymore, I don't dare to run away, I beg you not to beat me......"

"Grandmother, I didn't kill my father, I didn't ......"

"Kill me, kill me!!"

Feng Qizhou looked like she was crazy, and her hands were stained with blood because she was struggling too fiercely.

He hurriedly let go of his hand, stretched out his long arm to take Feng Qiao into his arms, pressed her shoulder tightly and said loudly with pain: "Qingqing, wake up!!"

The cry in Feng Qiao's mouth was cut off by the sudden sound, and she looked up so blankly, her eyes and face were full of tears.

Feng Qizhou looked at Feng Qiao, who seemed to have lost his mind, and his red eyes were full of anger.

Feng Qiao's words were intermittent and even incoherent, but he knew a lot of things he wanted to know from them.

Lin'an was killed, the Feng family tortured, and after his death, none of his relatives, his mother, ever protected his children for him.

What he cherished, what he forbeared, and even gave up his grudges in exchange for peace, but he did not get even the slightest kindness. After he left, those who depended on him to become rich, those relatives who seemed to be kind to him, but none of them treated his children well!

Feng Qizhou clasped his hands tightly on Feng Qiao's shoulders, looking at her obviously in a nightmare, obviously in pain, obviously forgetting where she was, forgetting that she was already safe, but she still remembered his father, and when she kept screaming in pain, she only thought about letting his father save her......

How could he suspect that the child who relied on him like this was not Qingqing?

Feng Qizhou still remembers that when Feng Qiao was a child, she was most afraid of pain, scratching a little skin, bumping and touching, she would cry in his arms for a long time, he almost didn't dare to think about it, without his protection, Qingqing, who broke her legs and ruined her appearance and was scarred, how she survived those days when life was worse than death.

Feng Qizhou carefully avoided the wound, took Feng Qiao in his arms, and choked up: "Qingqing, don't be afraid, Daddy is here..."

"Daddy is always there, Daddy will protect you, Daddy will always protect you. ”

"Daddy will guard Qingqing and won't let anyone hurt you, don't be afraid...... Daddy is in ......"

Feng Qiao looked at Feng Qizhou in a daze.

The familiar face in front of him was stained with tears that made people palpitate.

Feng Qizhou kept repeating to tell her not to be afraid, and the reassurance of that voice made her heart immersed in pain and cold, and slowly warmed up.

The dazedness in her eyes gradually faded, she just looked at Feng Qizhou like that, seeing that there was no more color in his eyes, only full of pity remained, and she only felt that after being reborn, the worry, fear, hesitation, and violence that had been pressed in her heart all broke out.

She bit her lip tightly, clutched Feng Qizhou's shirt tightly with both hands, and cried in his arms.

Daddy didn't want her.

Daddy believed her...

Those ridiculous, lilies of the past and present lives, even she thought it was a nightmare, but he believed her!

The tears that kept dripping were like hot oil, venting the fear in Feng Qiao's heart, and also soaking Feng Qizhou's clothes, burning his heart to the bone.

Feng Qizhou patted Feng Qiao's trembling body again and again, his big hand gently stroked her hair, and his heart was full of remorse and hatred.

He regretted that he doubted Feng Qiao, and hated Feng Qiao's words even more for those who had hurt her, harmed her, and made her miserable, but he did not regret the previous temptation.

If he didn't try, how would he know that under his daughter's happy and smiling face, she was in pain and devoured her bones every night, and she never forgot the hatred and anger;

If he didn't try, Feng Qiao would have been carrying this past alone, forbearing, dark, painful, and angry.

When kindness and malice conflict, the past and the present overlap, whether it is a dream or a past life, these things will be like nightmares that continue to entangle day and night, and the pain and hatred that go deep into the bone marrow will sooner or later crush her backbone, collapse her will, and destroy Feng Qiao alive.

After a long time, Feng Qiao gradually stopped crying, and she rested her head on Feng Qizhou's lap.

watched Feng Qizhou order someone to bring hot water in, carefully cleaned her wounds, reapplied the medicine, and then gently stroked her hair as if coaxing a child.

Feng Qiao couldn't help but say in a hoarse voice: "Daddy..."

"Yes. ”

"Don't you have anything to ask me?"

Feng Qizhou looked at Feng Qiao's somewhat apprehensive eyes, straightened her cuffs with his hand, and said very carelessly: "What do you ask?"

Ask how he died in his previous life.

Ask who she was killed by in her previous life.

In the previous life, who set up a situation to harm their father and daughter, who became the prince, who was defeated halfway, what was the situation between the DPRK and China, and who inherited the position of the Son of Heaven......

There are too many things to ask, but Feng Qizhou said, what to ask?

Feng Qizhou looked down at her daughter with a stunned expression, and couldn't help pinching her cheek and chuckled: "There are some things, there is no difference between asking and not asking?"

"You made a move against the three princes in Lin'an, and after you returned to Beijing, you not only alienated Feng Yan and Feng Changhuai, but also used them to calculate the Liu family and Feng Keshou, so that they angered the old lady, and made me completely chill them, and moved out of the Feng Mansion with you, the people of the three princes and the big house must be the people who once hurt you. ”

"You designed Grandma Sun to spit out Yanhong and involve the Liu family, but when the old lady was about to deal with Grandma Sun and the Liu family, you blocked it loudly, indicating that even if you live one more life, you only know that the people who killed you in Jiyun Temple are not them, but you haven't found out who the people behind the scenes are. ”

"After returning to Beijing, you will be close to Changyou and befriend him, he should be the person who helped you......"

"These things are easy to think about, so why should I ask?"