Xing'er cleaned up Feng Yuan roughly, wiped the blood on his face clean, and although his face was swollen, there were no obvious scars. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Jia Lian turned around, and his heart sank when he saw this scene.

Feng Yuan was wearing a bright red wedding dress when he went out, and now the chest of the wedding dress has turned dark red.

The group of people in the Xue family were holding blunt weapons in their hands, at least he didn't see anyone holding sharp weapons. Before, Jia Lian saw Feng Yuan vomiting blood uncontrollably, but now there is no wound on his head, only swelling and bruising, so it is very likely that he has injured his internal organs.

Zhen Shiyin also washed up at this time and came out of the next room.

It was Jia Lian who asked Xiao Er to directly carry a large wooden bucket of water and let him wash it alive.

Jia Lian and Xiangling raised their heads, and they were both stunned when they saw this.

Zhen Shiyin's originally dirty hair turned snow-white, his hair was wet and draped over his shoulders, his face was scrubbed clean, and even his eyes became a little darker.

He was wearing a snow-white shirt that Jia Lian had not yet worn, and the long beard on his face was half-dried at the moment, and it was also snow-white, which actually had a bit of the taste of fairy wind bones.

And......

Jia Lian's eyes looked at Xiangling behind him.

Xiangling looks twelve or thirteen years old, with air bangs that were popular in later generations on the forehead, a palm-sized goose egg face, delicate facial features revealing childishness, and a small red mole in the center of her eyebrows, which makes her eyebrows a little more charming.

But after all, it still looks childish, and maybe Jia Lian will be tempted when he grows up, but at the moment, he has no other thoughts except for feeling cute.

Zhen Shiyin's face was blocked by a snow-white beard, but from the eyes, nose and the outline of the face, it was the same as Xiangling, but Xiangling's was softer.

Thinking about it this way, when Zhen Shiyin was young, he must have been extremely handsome.

Xing'er held a handkerchief in her hand, her eyes went back and forth on Xiangling and Zhen Shiyin, remembering Zhen Shiyin's daughter when she watched the excitement before, and opened her mouth in a slightly stunned manner.

"You, you two look alike."

After saying the word, Zhen Shiyin's eyes couldn't help but turn red again, and then he choked up and opened his mouth towards Xiangling.

"Yinglian."

Jia Lian sighed and looked at Xiangling who was stunned in the corner.

He hasn't read the original book because it's too obscure to read it, but the TV series has been read hastily. At that time, he was still young, and he felt that Xiangling was the most pitiful among them.

But now it's finally good, although I have suffered so much, but it is finally a father-daughter reunion.

It's just that I don't know if Xiangling's mother is still alive.

Turning his head to look at Feng Yuan, who was not conscious at all on the bed, Jia Lian's heart was very complicated.

Since Feng Yuan is straight because of Xiangling, he will not let her down for the rest of his life. And now that the father and daughter are reunited, they can be regarded as people with their mother's family, and he will fund Zhen Shiyin with some silver here, and in the future, he will no longer be like in the Red Mansion, tortured by a poisonous woman like Xia Jingui, and finally died of dystocia.

Xiangling's heart trembled uncontrollably at the moment when Zhen Shi came out.

She has been helping her abductors with laundry and cooking all year round, and she has seen her reflection in the water countless times, and of course she knows what she looks like.

Moreover, the house where the kidnapper took her to live before was a rented house in the yamen. That Menzi once took advantage of the abduction to go out and secretly asked her about the past.

It's just that at that time, she was scared by the kidnapper, and she didn't dare to say anything, but dared to follow what the kidnapper had taught her, and told the man that the kidnapper was her father, and because she had no money to pay off her debts, she wanted to sell her.

Later, the disciple was anxious, and she said that she couldn't remember the things when she was a child, and when the disciple saw that she took pity on her, she said a lot of things when she was a child.

The man said that she was his father's middle-aged daughter, and she was the only one in the family, and she was named ...... Yinglian.

Her eyes were foggy, and Xiangling took a few steps forward.

"Daddy."

Whispering softly, the girl's voice was small and hoarse, with a hint of hesitation.

Zhen Shiyin was stunned for a moment, staggered forward, and his mouth couldn't help shaking.

"Hey, hey."

Tears burst out of her eyes, Xiangling couldn't hold back any longer, threw herself into Zhen Shiyin's arms and whimpered, and then cried even more, crying inexhaustibly about grievances.

Zhen Shiyin accompanied, hugged his daughter tightly after a long absence, and cried silently.

Jia Lian couldn't see this, raised his hand and rubbed his sour nose, quickly turned around and walked outside.

"I'm going to see why the doctor hasn't come yet."

Leaving a sentence to close the door, Jia Lian's eyes turned red.

Speaking of which, the leper monk and the lame Taoist priest are really not a good thing, since they have already told people those two lines of poetry, it is better to explain it clearly.

Now that it has caused people to be separated, the girl has suffered so much.

If it is really said that this disaster is the will of heaven to make the Zhen family like this, then they asked Zhen Shiyin to give Xiangling to them, wouldn't the fire have started?

With a lot of thoughts, Jia Lian went downstairs to the door, and just happened to meet Yin Hao, who came to the door with a doctor, and Old Man Feng followed behind panting.

"Is my master okay?"

With an anxious face on his face, Old Man Feng spoke to Jia Lian.

Jia Lian sighed, and the crying in the room behind him was loud, which had attracted the attention of many people.

"Let the doctor go in and take a look, Xing'er cleaned him up, and there is no obvious wound on his head."

But internal bleeding is even more terrifying.

Jia Lian didn't say this.

The probability of death caused by cerebral hemorrhage or kidney hemorrhage in later generations is more difficult to prevent than external hemorrhage.

Because there are no visible wounds, it is often overlooked, resulting in death.

A few people entered the house, Xiangling and Zhen Shiyin were still crying so much that they couldn't help themselves, Jia Lian glanced at Xing'er, and the latter hurriedly took people to the next room.

After being cleaned, Feng Yuan's face was even more swollen, and Old Man Feng was shocked.

He has been a bachelor all his life, although Feng Yuan is a master and servant to him, but he was raised by him since he was a child, and he treats Feng Yuan as a son more in his heart.

So seeing Feng Yuan's appearance at this time, his whole body couldn't stop trembling.

Before, although Feng Yuan was afraid that Xiangling would be snatched away, he rushed forward vigorously, but when he saw Xue Pan's people beating Old Man Feng, he also tried his best to protect it.

Otherwise, with Old Man Feng's age and body, how could he only hurt his fur, and he could still drive to help Feng Yuan ask for a doctor. It was Feng Yuan who used his body as a shield to help him block!

Although the doctor was also taken aback by Feng Yuan's miserable appearance, he was quite calm in the end.

He has been practicing medicine for decades, and injuries of this magnitude are commonplace.

Sitting down and taking Feng Yuan's hand out of the futon to check his pulse, the doctor's face became serious.

Looking at Feng Yuan's external injuries alone, although his head was swollen into a pig's head, it was actually not very serious. But when the hand touches the pulse, it is completely different.

Reaching out and touching Feng Yuan's neck, the doctor looked solemn, and took out Feng Yuan's other hand to call the pulse.

Immediately lifted the quilt, and saw that Feng Yuan's chest was really dark red, so he sighed and shook his head.