Chapter 6: A Dream of Nanke

At this moment, Liang Ming's amber eyes were dark, and there seemed to be a huge undercurrent around her, whistling all over the world, as if she was going to swallow her life, which made Qingmao's heart tighten, and she couldn't help but look at her own miss. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

But when you look at it again, what is the undercurrent whistling in front of you?

On the thin wisps of gold bedding and the thin quilt embroidered by Suzhou, only Liang Yuan, who looked like a fine white porcelain statue, looked at her silently.

"Yes, when the slave was a child, her hometown was flooded, and only my sister and I escaped from the family. ”

Qingyu shook her head, laughing at her illusion just now, and replied 1510.

Natural disasters and man-made disasters are already synonymous with this era, Qingyu said as usual, Liang Cheng also listened to it without any discoloration, and her dark eyes were full of indifference similar to Shen's.

"Then you ......"

"My Moke is just good, and he never needs to be coaxed to drink medicine. ”

The afternoon sun, no matter how good it is, gives people a somewhat dull atmosphere, but at this moment, a nice male voice came in, instantly breaking the illusion of suffocation in the house, like an early morning breeze blowing, blowing away all the haze.

"Daddy!"

The dark amber pupils gradually soaked in the sunlight and shone brightly. Liang Cheng didn't wait for Qingjiao's support, and as soon as her toes hit the ground, she ran to the front and ran into the widest and warmest embrace-"Daddy." ”

Liang Cheng tried her best to hold her father - Xiyin Youxiang, Liang Sixuan!

The Western Yin official system, inherited from Eastern Shu, is the head of the three dukes. Prime Minister, Tai Lieutenant, Sikong is the third duke, the palm of the Son of Heaven, and the assistant Wan Ji. At the beginning of the Western Yin Dynasty, there was a prime minister, who inherited the emperor's order and commanded hundreds of officials, and was the highest administrative officer who deserved his name, with great power, and once threatened the imperial power and caused turmoil in the dynasty. Therefore, since then, Xiyin has set up left and right prime ministers, and the two phases are juxtaposed, and it is strictly ordered that no more independent ministers will be allowed.

And Liang Ming's father Liang Sixuan, that is, one of the three princes today, the youngest Zaifu in the history of Xiyin, Liang Sixuan on the right.

"Childish, how old are you, why are you still so frizzy. Liang Sixuan teased Liang Cheng softly, but the doting feeling in his words still made Liang Ming's eyes sour and painful.

"Okay, okay, Mo Ke, Daddy knows that you have been wronged this time, but your mother must not have done it on purpose, don't be sad, okay?" Looking at the abnormal reaction of the child in his arms, Liang Sixuan said in a soft voice again.

Liang Sixuan knew what happened in the morning on the banks of Nanlan Creek as soon as he came back, so Liang Sixuan naturally knew clearly about Shen's push. And although he blamed Shen in his heart, it was never possible to say that Shen was not in front of Liang Ming.

"Daddy, I'm fine. ”

Liang Cheng obediently followed Liang Sixuan's words, and after seeing her father's reassuring smile, Liang Cheng also smiled.

"Moke, your body is weak, go back and lie down and rest. Liang Sixuan didn't know how happy Liang Cheng was in his heart, because of his comfort. He gently took her too slender hand, walked back to the edge of the collapse, and let Qingzhu serve Liang Cheng to lie down and rest.

"Daddy, don't go. ”

"I'm not leaving, don't worry, Daddy is here with you. ”

The eyes were sour and more painful, Liang Cheng rubbed them vigorously, and her eyes widened stubbornly, looking at her father without blinking, looking at the face that everyone said, it was a beautiful face that looked better than Pan An.

And Liang Cheng's performance of not daring to close her eyes fell in Liang Sixuan's eyes, but she was only distressed: "Mo Ke, don't be afraid, Daddy will definitely accompany you here, you have a good rest now, okay?"

Liang Cheng was silent for a while: "Okay." ”

The afternoon sun is so warm.

……

……

You don't deserve to be a mother.

Then you deserve to be a father?

Shen Mingyue!

Liang Sixuan, at least I won't take the initiative to send my daughter to the place where you eat people and don't spit out bones.

Didn't you nod your head at the beginning, I thought you had already understood that with our backing as Moke, she would not be in danger.

Hmph, that's a nice thing to say, so why don't you let Liang Ji go?

The intermittent quarrel kept repeating in Liang Yuan's ears, but when she tried to hear it clearly, it became blurred again. In the memory, the always gentle and indifferent voice, at this moment, was actually arguing so fiercely, which made Liang Cheng a little incredulous, suspecting that this was a dream.

The slender moon eyebrows kept frowning, and finally, Liang Cheng still opened her eyes from her sleep.

"Miss......"

"Mo Ke, you're awake!" Passing over the green cocoon that had been guarding Liang Ming's bedside, Liang Sixuan appeared in front of her.

Her father cared about her, she always knew it.

But now Liang Cheng looked at her father, but she was slightly distracted: How is this different from her meticulous father just now?

Liang Cheng looked at Liang Sixuan's eyes, and the obvious regret that was still left behind couldn't say a word. And what her father was regretting was that she knew that she had messed up the banquet of the second princess, and that she had not been in the eyes of the second princess.

Turning her head, Liang Cheng crossed Liang Sixuan and looked behind him.

There, it was Shen's indifferent face. The arrival of the people there was something that Liang Cheng should have cried with joy, but at this moment, she looked at Shen's indifferent face, but once again she didn't understand, why was she reborn?

Tired!

turned over, Liang Cheng silently pulled up the quilt and buried herself little by little.

She hopes that she can sleep in such a warm bedding for the rest of her life, and she has been sleeping in the beautiful dream just now.