You, my father and daughter...... Father......

Father!

Zhuang Mengdie's heart swelled with heavy sourness, even if Xiao Yuanqing really loved Zhuang Yimo, not Yu Yin, even if she was Yu Yin's daughter, it was Yu Yin who used the means to confuse his mind and have her, is he still willing to admit that she is his daughter?

Zhuang Mengdie's tears couldn't help but slip down her eyes, daughter, he still admitted her as a daughter after all. Zhuang Mengdie also knew what kind of mood she was in at the moment, and she didn't know why she was crying, she only knew that her tears slipped down her eyes, down her cheeks and to the corners of her mouth, and the tears were salty and bitter.

Xiao Yuanqing saw Zhuang Mengdie crying, reached out to caress Zhuang Mengdie's face, and gently wiped away her tears, there was a little joy in his eyes, and a little unspeakable sadness and bitterness, "When Dad was separated from you in Yulongjiang, you were still a little baby, Dad was useless at the time, so he could only watch you being taken away by the guards...... Dad thought you wouldn't survive, but he didn't want you to be an adult now, it turns out that so many years have passed......"

Let Xiao Yuanqing see his face clearly and tell him who he is, Zhuang Mengdie originally only guessed that this might allow Xiao Yuanqing to recover his memory, but whether it was or not, she just tried it with luck.

But at this moment, hearing Xiao Yuanqing intermittently talking about some old things that she had no memory of, Zhuang Mengdie dared to believe that her method was really effective. It's just that Xiao Yuanqing really remembers everything?

Zhuang Mengdie looked at Xiao Yuanqing, opened her mouth a few times, and finally shouted in a slightly trembling voice: "Dad." ”

This is the first time Zhuang Mengdie has called her father since she grew up so much, she thought she would not be able to open her mouth, but when she shouted that sentence of father, she felt a lot more relaxed.

"Dad, do you remember everything?" Zhuang Mengdie put away the death-free token in his hand and held Xiao Yuanqing's hand and asked.

Xiao Yuanqing nodded slowly, the strength of his whole body seemed to be drained at this moment, and he fell to the ground dejectedly, his eyes lingered back and forth among the portrait fragments all over the ground, and finally asked in a hoarse voice: "You said that Zhuang Yimo she, she is really dead?" Is it true?"

Touching the indescribable pain in Xiao Yuanqing's eyes, Zhuang Mengdie's heart continued to sink, she didn't know what love was, of course she could understand what Xiao Yuanqing's eyes meant when he asked Zhuang Yimo, that meant that Zhuang Yimo was the person Xiao Yuanqing loved deeply, only if he loved someone deeply, he would draw a portrait of the person he loved day after day when he couldn't even remember it, even if he had forgotten her face, but that person was still hidden in the deepest part of his heart.

Since Zhuang Yimo is the person Xiao Yuanqing loves deeply, what about Yu Yin, what kind of existence is Yu Yin in Xiao Yuanqing's heart?

"Empress Zhuang, she died of illness last year, she ......" Zhuang Mengdie looked at Xiao Yuanqing's face and became heavy and painful because of her words, and finally did not tell the truth that she killed Zhuang Yimo, she didn't dare to admit it, but she was worried that her father couldn't bear it. She no longer calls her Zhuang Yimo, but respectfully calls her Empress Zhuang from the bottom of her heart.

But even if she accepted that Zhuang Yimo was the person her father loved deeply, Zhuang Mengdie's heart was still panicked, as if she was pressed by a huge stone in her heart, she pursed her lips, put away her previous sentimentality, and asked Xiao Yuanqing in a cold voice: "Dad, if what Empress Zhuang said is true, she is the person you love deeply, then what about Yu Yin? Have you ever loved her? If you don't love her, why did you give birth to me?"

Xiao Yuanqing seemed to be still immersed in the news of Zhuang Yimo's death, and did not expect Zhuang Mengdie to suddenly change his words and ask him about Yu Yin, he was stunned at first, and then his handsome and elegant face was slightly distorted, and finally let out a sad sneer, looked directly at Zhuang Mengdie and said: "Yu Yin? Yu Yin is this demon girl, she used the charm technique to control my mind, let me betray Yi Mo to be with her, and also caused me to hurt my favorite person with my own hands, where is she now?" Why didn't she dare to come to see me when she imprisoned me in this secret room that never saw the light of day?

Although he had already guessed that this would be the result and was mentally prepared, seeing Xiao Yuanqing's undisguised hatred with his own eyes and hearing with his own ears that Xiao Yuanqing was going to kill Yu Yin, Zhuang Mengdie still felt a pain in his heart.

What she was most worried about, what she was most afraid of really became a reality, although Yu Yin was her biological mother, she had no memory of Yu Yin, and she didn't have much affection to say that she didn't have much affection, which made her unbearable, and what made her miserable was that she was simply a child who was not expected and a person who should not have been born.

She also complained about the injustice of fate, resented Zhuang Yimo, and resented her parents for abandoning her, it turned out that she was the most useless person to complain and resent!

"Hehe......" Zhuang Mengdie let out two sad sneers, laughing and laughing The tears that had just been wiped away by Xiao Yuanqing just now fell again, she didn't want to shed tears, let alone let Xiao Yuanqing see her tears, but the tears had already broken the embankment, and she couldn't control it at all, Zhuang Mengdie could only quickly turn her back.

Zhuang Mengdie, what are you crying about! What qualifications do you have to cry! Zhuang Mengdie mocked herself in her heart, but the tears still fell, and soon wet her clothes.

"Silly boy, why are you crying?" Behind Zhuang Mengdie, Xiao Yuanqing sighed helplessly.

Hearing Xiao Yuanqing's words, Zhuang Mengdie's emotions could no longer be controlled, she squatted on the ground, buried her face in the crook of her arm, and cried bitterly.

Xiao Yuanqing got up, turned to Zhuang Mengdie's face, raised Zhuang Mengdie's head with his hand, forced her to look directly at herself, and comforted her in a soft voice: "Silly child, are you worried that your father will hate you because of this, and even hate you? Dad hates Yu Yin, hates her for controlling me with that kind of subordinated means, although you are my child with that woman, but it is not your fault, you don't have to blame yourself for this, let alone be sad for it." ”

"Child, you are your father's child, always will be, you are not at fault, we are sorry for you. Don't cry, we should be happy that our father and daughter are reunited today. Xiao Yuanqing gently wiped Zhuang Mengdie's tears, he had temporarily put away his sadness, and comforted Zhuang Mengdie softly.