"Nian'er, are you awake?" My mother walked briskly, she lifted the beaded curtain, and nervously held me in her arms. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

I didn't know how to react more appropriately for a while, but I looked at the emperor standing in the hall with an angry face, this father who holds the power of life and death, even if he is angry now, it doesn't make me feel the slightest fear, in my opinion, he is a middle-aged man in his thirties and forties, with handsome facial features, tall figure, and a natural kingly momentum, but this does not make me feel any cramped or uncomfortable, I think this is the nature of father and daughter, maybe my deep desire for my father is far beyond my own imagination. I don't remember how I got along with my father when I was a child, but I vaguely remember how much I longed to sit on my father's lap and lie on my father's shoulder as an adult. Perhaps attracted by my stunned gaze, the emperor put away his anger, and looked at me who was already nested in my mother's arms, the emotions in his eyes were complicated so that I didn't dare to look directly, and under his angry gaze, I threw myself into my mother's arms.

"Bingqing, she really looks like you." As he talked about my father, he approached our mother and daughter, and the coldness in his tone was even felt in the back of my head.

"Your Majesty, she's just an innocent child." My mother begged, and I could even feel the tremor in her voice.

I looked up at my cold father and the cowering mother suspiciously, this situation didn't look like a simple quarrel between the two of them, "Daddy." I also pretended to be frightened and whispered to my father, hoping that they could have the consciousness of not quarreling in front of children, only to see my father and mother were stunned after hearing my voice, I was very happy that I could attract them, especially my father's attention, looking at my father's complicated expression, my heart suddenly felt sour. I am a child who rarely cries, maybe I haven't been able to put away my tears freely, maybe it's because my mother is pitiful in my eyes, I don't want to use my tears to stimulate her, but the father in front of me, the king of a country, he is undoubtedly a strong man, for a while I hesitated in this time and space, the worries and grievances in my heart, my helplessness, and the desire for father's love in the past two years, everything turned into a cry of wow and vented. "Daddy, Nian'er wants Daddy!" I cried and expressed my longing for my father, although the behavior was very childish, but this was the expression of my true emotion, I had borne it alone for too long, I needed someone to give me shelter, this person was not my weak mother, he could only be my father, I longed for comfort from him, maybe this is the reason why I have been sad.

Looking at me crying, a trace of love flashed in the eyes of the emperor in front of me, and he reached out to take me from my mother's arms, "Nian'er?" He looked down and asked the tearful man in his arms.

"Well, I'm Anping Nianzhi." I said my name in a milky voice, looked up at my father with teary eyes, put my hands on his shoulders, hey, my father who didn't even know the name of his child, I complained dissatisfied. "Peace of mind." He savored my name again, and looked up at the complicated expression of the mother beside him, "Nian'er likes me?" My father asked again, looking me in the eye.

"Nian'er likes Daddy." I said happily, my hands around his neck, I don't know how much of my feelings for this emperor are due to father-daughter affection and how much is due to my utilitarian selfishness, I can see that his mood is indeed happy at the moment.

"Is it okay to call me my father emperor in the future?" My father continued to smile and ask me, but at the moment I could not see the first trace of love in his eyes.

"Okay." I looked at the emperor in front of me suspiciously, and replied timidly.

Since that day, I have become a child of both parents, my father will often come to Lan Tingxuan to sit, and I can also play on my father's knees as I wish, just like now, I am unscrupulously playing in my father's arms, playing with the ends of his hair, and ravaging the dragon robe on his body, but the sadness in my mother's eyes has not faded away because of my father's frequent visits, her worries are still there, I wonder about the feelings between them, and I don't think that their respectful way of getting along can make anyone happy, But even then, there is nothing I can do to change anything.

"Father's name is Xuanyuan Yaolin?" After playing around for a while, I asked lazily leaning on my father. "My mother's name is Anping Bingqing, and Nian'er is called Anping Nianzhi." I have an all-knowing look of offering treasures, in fact, I want to know why as a princess, I will casually name Anping Nianzhi.

"You're so smart, do you like your name?" My father said as he took a peeled orange from Ah Hand and handed it to my mouth, since my father came to Lan Tingxuan, our living standards have improved significantly, some time ago, my father also sent a group of palace maids and eunuchs, and finally my mother only left a few, and now I also have a personal palace maid, that is Ah Shuang, a little girl who is only eleven years old, hey, poor child labor.

"Nian'er's name was given by her mother? Father also got one for Nian'er, okay? The father asked casually while fiddling with the orange in his hand.

I gave him a happy smile and said, "Okay." But I muttered to myself in my heart, this name has to be given by one of my parents, is it so much used, don't you play with me like this.

I saw that my father continued to play with the orange petal in his hand and pondered for a moment, and then gently spit out a name "Xuanyuan Qingran".

After hearing this, the mother excitedly pounced in front of her father and pleaded, "Please think twice about the emperor so that my daughter can belong to me." ”

My father ignored the mother who was kneeling at his feet, looked down at me and asked, "Do you like Nian'er?" ”

I looked at the humble mother, and then looked at this high king, and suddenly I had an impulse to beat this father severely, the ancient woman, it is really pitiful.

"Mother," I climbed down my father's knee and got into my mother's arms, "Mother doesn't cry, don't cry." As he spoke, his little hand was still wiping his mother's cheeks.

"There is nothing in this world that I can't get." I only heard my father say angrily, "Nian'er will like it in the future." Leaving this sentence, the father didn't look at the mother and daughter on the ground anymore, and brushed his sleeves away.

For this unhappy parting, I have doubts in my heart, but more of a disappointment in my father, dissatisfaction with this patriarchal and inferior society, hey, I don't know if I can adapt to such an environment, fortunately I'm just a child now, I don't want to grow up.