Lime has been holding the tea cup in his hand for a long time.

Yan Qiyang sat on the main seat, his face was light and light, and he didn't see any gloom, but he refused to stretch out his hand to take the lime tea.

"Lord Wang, please use tea." Lime straightened up and offered tea again.

"Father-in-law!" Qiu Chulin reminded in a low voice.

"Since you have married Lin'er, you are the daughter-in-law of this king, so it is reasonable for you to follow Lin'er and call this king 'father-in-law'." Yan Qiyang glanced at Qiu Chulin and spoke quietly.

Lime paused, her face slightly stiff.

Is this to make her confess the thief as her father?

"Lord Wang, we are just a cooperative relationship, don't deceive people too much." Lime opened her mouth stiffly, she got up and put the tea cup in her hand in front of Yan Qiyang, "This tea, you drink it slowly!" ”

"It's too rigid and easy to break, but you used to know this very well." Yan Qiyang picked up the teacup, blew away the mist and took a sip, and said to Qiu Chulin, "Didn't you set up a banquet outside to entertain your friends?" It's not too early, don't let the guests wait for you. ”

"Yes, the child is gone." Qiu Chulin arched his hand, took Lime's hand, and prepared to leave.

"Leave your daughter-in-law for your father to speak, can Lin'er let go?" Yan Qiyang's gaze did not leave the tea cup, but his tone was unquestionably tough.

"This ......" Qiu Chulin really didn't expect his father-in-law to make such a request, he looked at the lime, and he really couldn't let go.

"For the father, just leave her to speak, eat a light meal, and he will return her to you intact." Seeing Qiu Chulin's hesitation, Yan Qiyang put down the teacup and turned his gaze to the lime.

"Son, don't worry, I'll stay with the prince for my son." Lime squeezed Qiu Chulin's hand and signaled him to rest assured.

Yan Qiyang is clearly supporting Qiu Chulin, and he has something to say to her alone. Now that they are in a mutually beneficial relationship, and she is married to his son, he will certainly not harm himself.

"Okay." Qiu Chulin naturally knew that there must be something to hide from him between the two of them, but he didn't plan to ask, "Later, I'll pick you up." ”

Lime nodded, watching Qiu Chulin leave, until she couldn't see him in her sight anymore, she turned around and asked calmly, "Lord Wang, but there is news from Tianchi?" ”

Yan Qiyang didn't answer, he took the last sip of tea, got up and walked out with the lime.

I don't know if it's the illusion of lime, she always feels that when Yan Qiyang drinks that tea, he is cautious, from holding the cup to tasting the tea, it is extraordinarily gentle, as if the cup is not tea, but the jade dew elixir above the nine heavens, which is so sweet that he refuses to let go of every drop of tea and every layer of taste.

That's like a farewell.

The path Yan Qiyang walked was recognized by Lime as the road to the dungeon.

She resisted that place, and she wouldn't want to set foot in that place even if her father was locked up.

There was a twist in her heart, so that she didn't want to take another step.

"Your father is rarely sober, don't you want to go and see it?" Yan Qiyang saw that she didn't keep up with him, so he also stopped and waited for her in the same place.

Lime was stunned, she didn't appreciate the meaning of Yan Qiyang's words for a while, and when she finally came back to her senses, Yan Qiyang had already walked away.

Lime staggered a few steps and hurried to catch up with Yan Qiyang.

Her father's consciousness was finally sober, and she was finally able to take a good look at her father......

For more than ten years, she has not heard her father call herself "slender" for more than ten years.

It is as cold and damp as ever, without the slightest sunlight, and the cold is biting, making people stand upside down.

Unlike in the past, many torches were lit in the dungeon today, and the dungeon was as bright as the outside. And there are many more people stationed on the ground and underground than in the past.

By the light of the fire, Lime finally got a full view of the dungeon.

It is a secret room made of boulders, with only one entrance and one vent, and the layout is simple but unusually solid. There are a lot of slippery and greasy green moss growing on the boulder, all over the secret room, and with the faint smell of rotting corpses in the air, people can't help but turn over the river and the sea.

The cage where his father was imprisoned was made of steel and a thousand cold iron, which was tough and hard, and could withstand deep internal forces without deformation. The two clavicle hooks made of Qianhan iron penetrate the pipa bone and can dissolve the internal force of the person in vain.

The cage was large enough to hold a dozen people, and the whip hanging outside the cage was a brand new one, and Lime touched it, but found that it was not even ordinary. The whole body of this whip was cold, several times colder than this secret room, and the lime shivered from the ice as soon as it was touched.

But the father is not in this cage.

"What about my father?" Lime asked.

Yan Qiyang pointed to the screen standing next to him with his chin, and the waiter waiting next to the screen understood, and immediately removed the screen.

The father sat there, his blue robe neatly dressed, without a single wrinkle, and his hair, which had been disheveled, was fixed by a hairpin pin, neat and meticulous.

Such a father is no different from what he remembers.

Only that handsome face has left traces of years of tempering, showing the vicissitudes of life.

"Father...... Lime choked and shouted out the two words that had been pressed in her heart for more than ten years, she knelt in front of her father, grabbed her father's rough palm, and sobbed silently, "Slender ...... I miss you so much. ”

"Slim?" Fang Chi's mouth opened for a long time, and finally squeezed out these two words that pierced his heart from his throat.

"Well, the baby is here." Lime nodded nonchalantly.

After a long time, she suppressed the tears in her eyes and raised her head to meet the loving eyes of her father.

"Brother Yan, thank you." Fang Chi wiped the tears on the lime's face, and glanced at Yan Qiyang with gratitude.

"You don't have much time, I won't bother." Yan Qiyang turned his face away, walked straight behind the screen, and isolated himself from the picture of his father's love and filial piety.

"Father, I miss you so much, and my brother misses you so much...... After all these years, Slim has finally found you. Lime wiped the tears from her face and held Fang Chi's hand tightly, her fingertips white, as if as soon as she let go of her hand, her father would leave her again as if she had woken up from a dream.

The smile on his daughter's face was like a clear pool, which could wash away all the dust in his heart.

Fang Chi raised his hand tremblingly and carefully stroked his daughter's face, feeling the reality of the moment.

Li'er, look at our slender fiber, how much more like you......

"Father knows everything about the outside." Fang Chi said, "Yue'er's usurpation of power is the fault of her father, but fortunately, Yue'er is diligent in political affairs, loves the people like a son, and is a father who can be regarded as having an explanation for his ancestors." Xian Xian, you are married to a wife, Brother Yan's righteous son is a man worthy of entrustment, he will take care of you, and he is very relieved to be a father. In the future, don't play petty, you don't have to sit in the house like an ordinary woman to teach your husband and children, but you can't play the world too much, you have a small temperament, but if you get married, you have to accept your temperament......"

"Father...... Lime snorted, his face was slightly red, "I ...... with my son"

Lime bit her lip and swallowed the second half of the sentence back into her stomach.

"Brother Yan told me everything about you and him." Fang Chi stroked Lime's hair and said with a smile, "Tribulation sees the truth, which is true and which is false, you know it in your heart, and you don't have much to say as a father." ”

"Father?" Lime frowned, very puzzled by his father's address to Yan Qiyang, "You are ...... Yan Don't you hate him? He...... He ......"

He shattered the palace of King Yi, he imprisoned his father for so many years, and he intended to kill his brother...... He also wants to snatch his mother!

"Xian Xian, things in this world can't just rely on a pair of eyes to see, you have to be attentive." Fang Chi said, "What you see may not be what you think......

Fang Chi said, his face suddenly flushed, the green tendons bulged, he pushed the lime out of the distance, his two hands tightly clasped the armrests of the chair, as if he was suppressing the great pain from the deep part of his body, and tried his best to control himself in the chair.

"Ah......h He roared, and with a "bang", the armrest of the chair was crushed by his bare hands, and he could no longer control the force of his hand, and slammed his fist into the wooden table beside him.

The wooden table was instantly torn apart.

All this happened between lightning and flint, and the lime that was pushed away by his father had not yet come back to his senses, and he was shocked by the scene in front of him, what happened to his father? Why did you suddenly change into a person?

"Father! Father! Lime got up quickly, and ran to his father's place despite the danger.

"Swordsman!" Yan Qiyang didn't know when he appeared behind Lime, he grabbed Lime, pressed her in his arms, and withdrew in an instant.

Yan Qiyang restrained Lime's struggling body with one hand, covered her eyes with the other, and pressed her head on his shoulder, leaving her the slightest gap that her eyes could pass through.

The sword minister received the order, carried the iron chain and tied up Fang Chi Wuhua with a few other people.

Fang Chi roared angrily, and as soon as he was thrown into the steel cage, he broke the iron chain that bound him, and the iron chain instantly shattered like the table that Fang had just smashed, and it fell apart and fell around.

There was a steady stream of sounds in her ears of her father tearing the cage hard, Lime trembled in Yan Qiyang's arms, she was so frightened that she bit Yan Qiyang's upper arm at some point, until the blood penetrated her clothes and soaked into her mouth, she didn't break free from that fear.

After a long time, Fang Chi lost the momentum of his previous roar, and gradually turned into a muffled pant of physical exhaustion.

"Lord Wang." Jianchen retreated behind Yan Qiyang.

"Look after her." Yan Qiyang pulled the lime out of his arms, left it at the side of the sword minister, and walked straight to the cage where Fang Chi was imprisoned.

The guards next to the cage opened the cage door and retreated, Yan Qiyang entered alone, ripped off the collarbone hook hanging from the cage, hid behind him, and slowly approached Fang Chi.

At this moment, Fang Chi was like a trapped beast, he was half-squatting against the cage, his hair was scattered in all directions, and what was hidden was a terrifying and hideous face, and the green shirt that was still neat and wrinkled was already in tatters at the moment, revealing skin full of scars.

Fang Chi's eyes were blood-red as if they were congested, and those eyes were staring at Yan Qiyang, and the yin was terrifying.

Yan Qiyang was not verbose, and after getting closer, he raised his hand and the clavicle hook in his hand pierced Fang Chi's left shoulder pipa bone with lightning speed and precision.

"Father!" Lime wanted to run towards that place, but the swordsman behind her grabbed her arm and stopped her movements.

Fang Chi roared again, bent his legs like a beast and pounced towards Yan Qiyang's tiger, Yan Qiyang quickly took a step back, Fang Chi was instantly sucked by the clavicle hook made of Qianhan Iron, and fell at Yan Qiyang's feet, grinding blood marks on the ground with his hands.

Yan Qiyang raised his foot and stepped over Fang Chi's arm at his feet, tearing off another collarbone hook.

The moment the clavicle hook sank into the flesh, the fine steel chain attached to the end of the hook tightened, pulling Fang Chisheng up on the ground and hanging in the air.

"Take her out." Yan Qiyang didn't look back, and his voice was calm and made people's hearts tremble.