Chapter 103: Father and Daughter

From the moment Sima Yanru pushed open the door and shouted that word to his father, the room fell silent for a long time......

Sima Ji looked at the slim and lovely man in front of him, there were too many thoughts in his heart, too many words to say, and wanted to express them, but when it came to his mouth, he couldn't say anything, just his lips snorted a few times, and he rolled his throat vigorously and swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, at this moment, Sima Ji didn't know how he should get along and talk to the daughter in front of him, yes, he never seemed to care about her......

Sima Ji looked at the woman in front of him, and for the first time felt that he was really old, and he was destined to be lonely and old, people, always afraid of old age and afraid of death, for this, she has more courage than me, always has been, always has been.

Sima Yanru looked at the middle-aged man in front of her and looked at her in a daze, a trace of embarrassment flashed in her eyes, but soon, Sima Yanru's indifferent voice sounded: "What's the matter with me?" ”

After Sima Ji heard this, he suddenly reacted, and subconsciously said, "I want to marry you." ”

After Sima Yanru heard this, she looked at Sima Ji coldly for a while, and said coldly: "I don't want to." After finishing speaking, Sima Yanru turned around and walked out, and when she walked through the threshold of the main hall, Sima Yanru paused, and a cold voice floated in: "You die of this heart!" ”

Sima Ji was stunned, a ray of sunlight shone into the hall, Sima Yanru's side face looked so good in the sunlight, he was a little stupid for a while, he suddenly found that his daughter was so good-looking, it was simply beautiful......

Sima Ji looked at the open door of the palace, and the sunlight shining in, his thoughts gradually drifted away, yes, he is already old, and he can't remember many things in the past, Sima Ji sighed lightly, okay, living to my age, what else can't be seen?

Sima Ji walked to the bronze mirror, looked at himself in the mirror, his sideburns had faintly gray hair, his skin was boring, and he had a faint appearance of aging, plus his face was pale, and his spirit was also a little sluggish, Sima Ji suddenly became disheartened, he was like this, what are you still tossing around? What Emperor Figure? What hegemony? What world? What's the country? What power? What's the point of chasing that?

At this time, Sima Ji remembered that his original princess, that is, Sima Yanru's mother, how good and sweet the relationship between the two was, and now he recalled that he was full of happiness, and he could have such a wife in his life, isn't this a gift from God?

Subsequently, Sima Ji thought again, when giving birth to Sima Yanru, Mrs. dystocia, hemorrhage, how anxious he was, but, the sky does not follow people's wishes, his wife left him like this, before leaving, Sima Ji after so many years, still remember clearly, Mrs. tightly grasped his hand, there was no blood on his face, unusually white, looking straight and terrifying, although he was already on the verge of dying, but Mrs. still held his hand tightly, and said in a pleading tone: Lord, Please, please, don't blame this poor child, okay?

Sima Ji every time he thought of this, his heart ached, he agreed to Mrs.'s last request, Mrs. smiled and left, although Sima Ji had a trace of mustard in his heart for this newborn daughter, but since he was born, he also loved her very much, until his daughter was four years old, an incident happened, which made Sima Ji's heart completely hardened.

That year was when he was in high spirits, the political arena was proud, and he was also a person who spoke with a lot of weight in Luoyang, and he was also the prince of the real power faction who went out of the town, and the soldiers in his hands were strong and brave, and the scenery was unique for a while, that year he married a few wives and concubines, and planned to give himself this branch to spread out and leave an ancestral incense, just because he was more or less concerned about his wife, so he had not married a wife, he vaguely remembered that it was an afternoon, and he had just returned from the palace to his mansion in Luoyang, and he saw the people hurriedly come to report, saying that the little county lord is lost.

Sima Ji was so anxious at the time, he hurriedly took someone out to find it, Sima Ji will never forget what happened that day, Sima Yanru, who was only four years old at the time, was kidnapped, and the gang of men in black held Sima Yanru who was only four years old, Sima Ji was restrained everywhere, although in the end he successfully snatched Sima Yanru back and killed those people in black, but his lower abdomen was injured and he lost his fertility since then.

Sima Ji knew that this matter had nothing to do with Sima Yanru, who was only four years old, but he couldn't help but hate, one by one, his psychology was a little distorted for a while, and then he was impeached in the court, was squeezed out of the center of power, and came to Jicheng, where he stayed here for more than ten years, it is impossible to say that he has no resentment in his heart! Even if he knew who did it, the situation at that time also made him have to swallow his anger, as for Sima Yanru, Sima Ji was afraid from the bottom of his heart that she would be hurt again, and secondly, every time he saw Sima Yanru, he remembered the past and was upset, so he sent this daughter away from afar, and this one was more than ten years.

Sima Ji slowly walked to the window, looked out the window, and muttered in his mouth: "Sixteen years, even if I don't fight for anything, I have to do this matter, otherwise, I, Sima Ji, will not have the face to go down to see Mrs.!" ”

Sima Yanru returned to her small garden, Xiuxiu was still kneeling there, and she didn't move, Sima Yanru thought it was funny, this little girl was very upright, I didn't say it, I really didn't get up, Sima Yanru walked behind Xiuxiu, kicked Xiuxiu gently, and said, "What are you still doing here?" Are you lazy? Why don't you go to work! ”

Xiuxiu left on her knees as if she had been pardoned...... Sima Yanru looked at Xiuxiu's appearance, and the corners of her mouth curled up a lovely arc, this little girl, hehe.

Sima Yanru remembered the first time she saw her so-called father, and said that it was strange, she should have been very young at that time, and her memory before that was relatively vague, but she vaguely remembered some fragments before the age of four, and after the age of four, they were all the same and boring.

The impression of him should be gentle, handsome and straight, logically speaking, the first impression of him is excellent, but I don't know why, I just don't like him. Later, when I grew up a little, I knew that this person loved acting very much, and his acting skills were first-class.

In the eyes of outsiders, he is personable, elegant, and has a good conversation, he is a royal nobleman, and he is good at everything. It's just that this person is really cold-hearted and ruthless. I don't know why, he was willing to let me see him for what he really was, maybe he didn't bother to pretend to me, maybe he didn't think of me as his daughter at all.

Thinking of this, Sima Yanru smiled a little self-deprecatingly, this guy is a little old now.....