Chapter 11: Confronting in front of the study

"Who"

In front of the study door, I knocked on the door, and in an instant, a thunderous voice came

"It's me, Chika"

In a moment, the door was opened, and Xia Fuzhi's tall body stood majestically at the door, without the slightest expression, and he seemed to be very angry at my arrival

"What are you going to do?"

"I, I'm here to deliver pastries to my father" Xia Fuzhi stared at me with puzzled eyes, for some reason, I was a little overwhelmed, my heart was hairy, I hurriedly explained, "I, I just saw that my father didn't finish his lunch, and I was a little worried, so I made some pastries and medicinal porridge with medicinal herbs to replenish my father's body."

"Y-did you?"

It's doubts, it's even more questioning, this, of course I know, even Yu'er's stupid girl can see my changes, they are not stupid, and they can't see it

Of course, I don't care, since the day of the gazebo, I decided not to hide the fact that I am not the original owner, everyone has a different personality, I am simply a world of difference from the original Xia Qiange, even if I don't show my stuffing now, maybe I will show my stuffing that day, if I say that one day I will show my stuffing, why don't I implement my rights in advance, anyway, the body is originally Xia Qiange, what is different is just the soul, even if you check, isn't it still his Xia Fuzhi's daughter

Instead of pretending to be someone else every day, it is better to try to be yourself, like a dandelion, walking with the wind and being at peace with what happens

"Yes" I looked firm, and said categorically, "I know, my father must have a lot of questions, for example, the former Qiange was useless, and now Qiange can cook and understand pharmacology, the former Qiange has a cowardly and timid personality, and is bullied everywhere, in this general's mansion, he lives the most humble life, I think my father, it is impossible not to know, and now Qiange can be so ruthless that he can push his sister into the water with his own hands, but. The more I talked, the more I was excited, the more aggrieved I became, I couldn't help but shed tears, I was a little choked, as if there was a magic force in the dark that was holding me back, and I had to continue to talk about it, and the picture of my childhood invariably appeared in my mind, there was joy, there was sadness, I choked up, sobbed and questioned Xia Fuzhi

"But, but my father has ever thought that it was you who told me that you are not by my side in the days, if you want to learn to endure, as long as you live, you will have a chance to turn over, I endured it, but in exchange for it is indeed getting worse again and again, what is wrong with me, I just want to live well"

"I think with my father's strength, it's impossible not to know where I went and what happened to the half moon that I disappeared."

Xia Fuzhi's eyes lit up, and his surprised eyes made me more sure

"Actually, my father knows everything" I stuffed the pastry into Xia Fuzhi's hand, turned around, didn't want to face his gaze, and my tone changed from excitement to calm, I said lightly, "The reason why I don't pursue it, but ask, I think, there must be someone or something that my father doesn't want to offend behind the non-investigation."

Xia Fuzhi's heart was broken, his facial expression changed from time to time, and I saw that in my eyes, he was silent, quietly listening to me tell me about the endless pain and grievances over the years

"I understand, really, so I don't blame my father, I also want to thank my father" Speaking of this, I seem to think of something "The three beggars who rescued me from the mass grave were arranged by my father"

"How do you know?"

Xia Fuzhi did not deny it