"Uncle Tianxian, do you also have the surname Ji?" Zheng Qianhong asked very seriously.

"Yes, I am also surnamed Ji, and my name is Ji Shuofang." Ji Shuofang replied patiently.

"Huh? Father! Father! Qianhong has finally found you! Woooooooooooooooo Zheng Qianhong directly rushed over and hugged his neck and cried.

In the last world, Dad and the Demon Dump died together, and she was out of the Devil's Fantasy Realm at that time, although she hadn't woken up yet, she was already able to perceive everything that was happening around her.

At that time, she was so sad that she opened her eyes suddenly, but she fainted due to the consumption of spatial teleportation, and woke up again and fell into the imperial garden of the palace.

"I'm not your father, you recognized the wrong person." Ji Shuofang looked embarrassed.

"You are! My name is Qianhong, my father's name is Shuo Fang, your name is Ji Shuo Fang, and my name is Ji Qianhong, so you are my father! "Zheng Qianhong, oh no, it's Ji Qianhong now, and she can't pull back the nine cows if she's stubborn.

What's more, although Dad doesn't have a memory, she does, she knows that no matter which interface Dad's split soul is in, the name is Shuo Fang, which is the will of God, and the interface can only obey.

Ji Shuofang finally couldn't bear to look at the little girl's teary eyes, and decided to adopt her as his little princess, he had always wanted such a smart and beautiful little princess who was close to him, but those concubines were not angry, and twelve children were born in the palace one after another, all of them were boys!

It's not that he didn't think about being a girl from the clan, but those little girls were terrified when they saw him, and some of them were young and timid, and they would even be incontinent on the spot, so he extinguished this idea.

It is rare for a little girl like Ji Qianhong who is not afraid of him when they meet for the first time, and takes the initiative to hug his neck and kiss him, not to mention that he doesn't know why, he feels a sense of intimacy when he sees her, as if he has been a father and daughter with her.

After this day, Ji Shuofang walked very fast, last night the little princess muttered a good night kiss to him before going to bed, saying that he likes to take advantage of the weapon, and today there happened to be a pair of male and female black iron daggers, which are said to be ancient relics. It can be cut into gold and jade, and the handle is also inlaid with pink beads of unknown material, which is very beautiful.

As soon as he stepped into the palace, the emperor shouted, "Where is my little princess?" Come and see what good baby your father has brought you? ”

In the next second, a gust of wind hit behind him, and Ji Shuofang instinctively wanted to dodge, but when he smelled the familiar breath, he stubbornly froze his body in place and did not move, and stretched out his right hand to protect his back, for fear that the little girl who jumped on his back would fall.

"Hee-hee, Father, how do you know it's me?" Ji Qianhong lay on his back and laughed.

"My little princess ate taro cake in the morning, and the smell of taro on her body is fragrant." Ji Shuofang said, and moved her from her back to her arms and hugged her.

"Oh my God! This dagger is so beautiful! Qianhong is very special and very like! Why? Father, you are so good! Ji Qianhong's eyes were shining, looking at her heartfelt joy, Ji Shuofang was also happy.

In a high position, in order to win people's hearts, he often gives people rewards, but those who are rewarded usually feel honored, but they don't really like the reward itself, only this little girl, her joy and anger come from the heart, and she doesn't fake it at all.