"Get up."

Repeating these two words for the third time, it was obvious that from Dongfang Yunlie's mouth, a trace of impatience was revealed.

"Jiu'er, get up quickly."

At this time, dignity or anything was no longer worth anything, and for fear that his daughter would annoy Dongfang Yunlie, Feng Hexuan stepped forward and quickly pulled up his daughter who was kneeling on the ground.

On Feng Qinyu's forehead, a bruise had already appeared, faintly revealing purple-red blood.

Frowning slightly, Feng Hexuan turned his head to look at Dongfang Yunlie, the former monarch and minister, exchanged identities at this time, Feng Hexuan, who was a prisoner of the stairs, bowed his head to Dongfang Yunlie for the first time since the day he died.

There was a little vicissitudes in his hoarse voice, he threw away his dignity and said to Dongfang Yunlie: "Lord Wang, Jiu'er is not sensible, you spare her this time." ”

Dongfang Yunlie smiled, his laughter was bitterly cold, "Feng Hexuan, are you begging for this king?" ”

"Yes."

"Then get down on your knees and beg for it."

The light in his eyes deepened, and he was so cold that he couldn't see the bottom.

Feng Hexuan pursed his lips, his fist under the cuffs was clenched very tightly, and a few green tendons protruded from his palm, he lowered his head and knelt down gently.

"Father, don't."

Feng Qinyu stretched out his hand to stop it, but was stopped by Feng Hexuan, he shook his head at her, "Jiu'er, listen to my father's words." ”

The helpless and desperate tone revealed the seriousness of the words, Feng Qinyu didn't say more, and didn't dare to say more.

This time, she really didn't dare to have too much hope, and the only thing she could do was to obey Dongfang Yunlie unconditionally.

"Good."

Dongfang Yunlie seemed satisfied, and the smile reopened on his face, "Kneel here, when will this king let you get up, you get up again." ”

After speaking, he strode away, and when he walked to the courtyard gate, he turned his back to a few people behind him and continued: "Feng Qinyu, come out." ”

"Jiu'er, get out quickly."

Feng Hexuan and eldest grandson Ruomei quickly reached out and pushed her, Feng Qinyu's heart was distressed by her parents but there was nothing to do, so she could only grit her teeth and leave from the coolie room behind Dongfang Yunlie.

She followed behind Dongfang Yunlie silently and didn't make a sound, until Dongfang Yunlie's footsteps suddenly stopped, she didn't have time to stop her steps, and her forehead hit Dongfang Yunlie's sturdy back.

The bruising that was injured when kowtowing hurt a little more at this time, she twisted her eyebrows, and hurriedly apologized when Dongfang Yunlie turned around: "I'm sorry, Lord Wang." ”

She looked cramped and uneasy, but Dongfang Yunlie looked at her silently without saying a word.

When Feng Qinyu was worried about what Dongfang Yunlie wanted to do to her again, Dongfang Yunlie suddenly stretched out his hand and poked it into her forehead.

She subconsciously dodged back a small step, and Dongfang Yunlie's hand hung in mid-air, and her brows twisted unhappily.

"Stand still."

It was another loud order, so that Feng Qinyu didn't dare to move anymore, his eyes didn't dare to look at Dongfang Yunlie, but he just felt that the wound on his forehead was covered by a warm palm and rubbed gently.

Her body was completely frozen, such gentleness made her feel very distant, but so familiar, and now she can only hope for such gentleness.

She didn't know what Dongfang Yunlie was going to do, she could only bear it silently and not say a word.

Dongfang Yunlie just rubbed her bruised forehead quietly, and familiar memories came to her heart.