In the center of the imperial capital is a staggeringly large and luxurious mansion surrounded by high walls, which is a private courtyard with all kinds of luxury facilities for leisure and entertainment, and even a private airplane, which is said to be hundreds of years old. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Its owner is the Murong family, which dominates the commercial lifeline of the entire imperial capital.

The winter sun is always very dazzling and warm.

However, at noon when the sun was warm, the courtyard of Murong Mansion was cold and silent, and under the shrubs, there were scattered snow precipitating, which seemed to hide a withering atmosphere.

Murong Haizhong, the eldest in the Murong family, is just 65 years old, three months ago he was still an old man with blue hair, shimmering spirits, and a straight waist, and at this moment, Murong Haizhong's hair is more than half gray, and his waist is slightly leaning forward, in order not to be crushed by such a heavy blow as the white-haired man sending the black-haired man, he holds a dragon-headed cane in front of him at any time, and it seems that he must have it to support himself to be able to stand firm.

At this time, Murong Haizhong, who was beside the stone path, had a sad face, his hands were clenching the dragon head at the top of the crutches, his lonely back was bent, and his eyes were looking at the small square in the distance in a trance.

On the swing chair in the small square sat a three-year-old girl, holding a fairy tale book in her hand, a thick purple down jacket wrapped her thin and petite body tightly, a cartoon yellow scarf hugged her pointed chin, a small face as thin as an adult's fist, thin lips, it seemed to be depressed and tight, and a pair of shallow dimples, big eyes were dark and bright, and a little beauty with single eyelids, curly hair tied in two curly pigtails, hanging behind the ears.

The little girl was also full of grievances, and her melancholy black eyes were full of displeasure, and she looked very unhappy, as if she was still very angry, and hugged the fairy tale book given by her father tightly in her arms, and a pair of bright big eyes, staring at her little black and bright leather shoes without blinking.

Except for the two servants who coaxed the little girl to keep talking and laughing and making her happy by the swing, in the entire Murong Mansion, from Murong Haizhong to the cleaning maids, none of them were smiling, and they all seemed to tacitly reflect the cold and silent depression in the mansion.

This little girl's name is Shi Chenyue, she is also a poor child with a poor background, her mother had an accident when she gave birth to her, she was not rescued, she did not enjoy a day of maternal love, it was her father who brought her up, and gave her a fairytale beautiful childhood.

However, God seems to have played a somewhat sad joke with Xiao Chenyue, a year ago, her father was diagnosed with terminal cancer......

Since then, Xiao Chenyue's childhood has almost been spent in the hospital with her father.

Even in this kind of life, Xiao Chenyue is also a little girl who loves to laugh, lively and cheerful, and endearing.

Time goes back to more than a month ago, Murong Haizhong still remembers the first time he saw Xiao Chenyue in the hospital, his father was lying on the hospital bed, with an oxygen tube inserted, his whole face was pale but he tried to smile at Xiao Chenyue, Xiao Chenyue was dressed very thinly, but the three-year-old child was very thin, kneeling on the stool and lying on the edge of the bed, telling his father the story of the prince and the princess without word order, and finally added very clearly: "Dad is Mom's prince, Mom is Dad's princess, Yue'er is also a princess, Yue'er will have a prince in the future, Yue'er has a prince." , Dad can go and accompany Mom...... (*^__^*)hee-hee-hee......"

Murong Haizhong listened to the milky voice at the door of the ward, and it was a little difficult to speak, and he didn't understand what a prince or princess meant like a tongue twister in her mouth for a while, but her immature laughter shocked him very much, how did a three-year-old child understand his father who was about to leave her......

Thinking of his grandson, who was still lying in the hospital bed and had just lost his parents, not only touched the scene, but moistened his eyes......

Dad looked at the daughter in front of him affectionately, smiling with satisfaction, there was too much helplessness and powerlessness before life and death, in the time he could accompany the child for a small time, he did not have a second of time to grieve, he only tried to make up a fairy tale for the child with lies, and did not want her to stay alone in this world but only sadness......

Dad caught a glimpse of Master Murong who he was waiting for, and after a pause, he still looked over with a smile.

Xiao Chenyue also noticed that her father was smiling behind her, she also turned her head smartly, and saw an old grandfather standing at the door, so she spoke before her father: "Grandpa, do you also look at my father?" ”

Because of Xiao Chenyue's poor background, some people in the hospital spread this information by word of mouth, and there will always be some caring people in the society who come to visit and donate.

Xiao Chenyue is also used to it, but today this grandfather seems to be a little different from the people who came to see her father before, he didn't take a gift in his hand, nor did he come in with a smile, but stood at the door in a daze, so Xiao Chenyue tilted his head and was very puzzled, this grandfather seemed to have gone to the wrong room......

Murong Haizhong settled down, and then he smiled forcefully, and walked in with the support of the housekeeper beside him.

"You're right, grandpa came to see your father, tell grandpa what your name is?"

"My name is Princess Yue'er......"

Xiao Chenyue raised her little face, her dark eyes looked up at Murong Haizhong, and she replied very excitedly and loudly, as if she was proudly showing off her noble princess status with her throat.

Murong Haizhong seemed to be infected by Xiao Chenyue's optimism and splendor, and even pulled out a mellow laugh......

Since losing his only son and daughter-in-law, this is the first time he has laughed out loud, which makes Cheng Nan, the housekeeper behind him, also very surprised, and at the same time quite touched by this three-year-old girl, her immature and innocent smile seems to have a strong attraction, which has to make people like her.

"Yue'er, do you like grandpa?" Dad made a weak sound.

Xiao Chenyue quickly turned her head, nodded at her father, and replied loudly with a smile: "I like it!" ”

Murong Haizhong still had a smile on his face......

"I like all the people who come to see Daddy!"

Children don't know how to please others, but they are all sincere, like is like, like everyone who comes to see their father, like everyone who comes to see their father, they like this grandfather.

The housekeeper Cheng Nan heard Xiao Chenyue's last sentence, and the smile on his face stiffened slightly, but then, he heard the hearty laughter of his old man again, and he also laughed.

"Grandpa also likes our princess Yue'er!"

Murong Haizhong smiled and leaned forward slightly.

Xiao Chenyue also laughed innocently......

Cheng Nan also smiled......

Xiao Chenyue's father also smiled with satisfaction when he saw that Master Murong liked his Yue'er so much......

The originally bleak ward suddenly reverberated with different laughter......

"Can Yue'er tell grandpa what story you just told her father?"

Murong Haizhong asked Xiao Chenyue affectionately, the laughter she had just finished telling the story was still rippling in his ears.