Chapter 476 Feng Er's Father
Xinyuerong looked at Beigong Ting, whose temples now had white hair, and the resentment that she had hidden in her heart suddenly disappeared.
She blamed him, blaming him for being the city lord but unable to protect his wife and daughter.
The proud and arrogant eldest daughter had never suffered any humiliation since childhood. After marrying into the envied Beigong family, she was humiliated and looked down upon.
She endured it too.
However, their daughter disappeared in the palace. One was the lord of Lutai City, and the other was the emperor's favorite concubine, but they did not dare to fight for her daughter for the sake of their family.
If it were in their Crescent Villa, the whole family would stick together and fight hard!
That was when her resentment reached its peak.
During those days and nights wandering outside, she regretted marrying into a wealthy family. She seemed to be the glamorous wife of the city lord, but she was actually an incompetent woman who could not make decisions on anything.
Until today, she has been looking for her daughter while expanding the villa. She has endured countless hardships.
I just learned from a long-time partner a few days ago that Beigong Ting had secretly sent people to help many times over the years.
Forget it, forget it.
Whether he was forced to do so or was incompetent, it was not his fault that he had let her down.
They have suffered for so many years, and their two children are also looking forward to their reunion.
Stop making each other uncomfortable.
"You can move wherever you want! All our assets are here!" Xinyue Rong gave him a sidelong glance.
Beigong Ting was a little dazed.
That look had a hook in it, but it wasn't a sharp hook. It was a bit impatient, and seemed to be complaining, very much like when she was young and pretended to be angry and played with him.
The way it looks when there is no barrier.
Beigong Ting's heart trembled slightly, and he didn't say anything for a long time.
"But it's still possible to buy a house there and live there occasionally. I'll leave it to my good son-in-law!"
After saying that, she looked at Beigong Ting who was staring at her blankly, as if he was stupid.
"What are you doing? I'm talking to you!"
"Oh, oh. Rong'er, I think some things should be given up."
Beigong Ting pondered and said, "Yan Meng is now the King of Liaodong. He holds military power and is highly regarded by the Emperor. He also has Lutai and Xinyue Villa..."
Xinyuerong understood.
He was afraid of arousing the emperor's suspicion.
He is still the same as always, as cautious as before.
The new emperor is not that kind of person!
However, Xinyuerong still listened to it.
I was thinking about which properties to donate. Anyway, my daughter is doing business with Princess Xiaoyao now, and this one line is enough for them to squander for a lifetime.
A big tree attracts the wind, which is definitely not a good thing.
…
By the river, under the shade of willow trees.
A couple stood facing each other.
The man's eyes were blazing, and the oppressive feeling was so strong, as if he was going to hold the person in his arms at the next moment.
"Why? You don't agree?"
I was afraid of scaring her, so I lowered my voice and asked softly.
He has the strength of a tiger, but he appreciates the beauty of flowers. This is him.
Xin Xuefu lowered her head, her eyes struggling, her fingers hidden in her sleeves almost pinching her palms.
He just said: "Mom said that when Dad was alive, he wanted me to get married as soon as possible. It doesn't matter if we don't follow those nominal filial piety things. She hopes that we can get married after one year."
"Fuer, do you have any concerns?" Yan Meng felt something was wrong.
After thinking about it, she realized that all she cared about were her mother-in-law, adoptive father, and Xiao Feng'er. These had all been properly arranged. Was there anything missing?
"Fu'er, tell me what you want to say and we can discuss it. If you don't want to go to Liaodong, I can also talk to the emperor..."
"No, it's not!"
Xin Xuefu raised her head, her eyes filled with tears.
If she didn't want to go to Liaodong, she knew he would really choose to stay in the capital.
He was heartbroken after losing his father, and he had lost a lot of weight, but he still considered her so carefully.
And Aunt Mingjun is so good to her. How could she not want this little wish now?
But she hasn't been honest with him yet!
Because the more you care, the harder it is to talk about it.
She is just like that, she can never be the kind of free and easy woman that Ning'er described.
"I, I want to tell you something. I, I once, when I was in exile..."
Xin Xuefu’s face turned pale, her breathing became rapid, and the panic in her eyes was even more painful.
Yan Meng suddenly remembered what she looked like when he first met her.
Suddenly I understood why there had been a cloud of darkness gathering between her brows!
Damn it, he was negligent!
He thought that if he didn't mention it, she would gradually forget it, but he didn't know that it was a thorn that had penetrated deep into her flesh and blood, and it would remain there as long as it was not pulled out.
It won't appear when she has no love or desire, but once she becomes emotional again, it will pop up and remind her from time to time.
Yan Meng lowered his head and kissed the woman's trembling lips.
When her tears became more and more violent and she could hardly hold on any longer, he let go and whispered in her ear in a hoarse voice, "Silly girl, who do you think killed those two dismembered bastards?"
At that word, Shin Xuefu stiffened.
So, it was really him?
Yan Meng pressed down again and kissed those tearful eyes, cherishing, gently, and comfortingly.
“When I was moved, I saw a flower that was crushed by the wind and snow, but still struggling to get up.
At that time, I thought that I should protect this flower.
Let her stand tall and bask in the sunshine."
Yan Meng wanted to continue, but Xin Xuefu's arms tightly hugged his waist.
Soft lips also began to kiss.
This is the first time she has taken the initiative!
The feeling of ecstasy suddenly rushed to the top of my head!
The memories of his time in southern Xinjiang, the memories that had tormented him so many times in his dreams, resurfaced once again.
Yan Meng knew that he was really finished!
…
The sun sets.
Yan Meng carried Xiao Feng'er, who had been fishing in the river for a long time without catching a single fish, on his neck.
"Xiao Feng'er, have you ever seen the sea? There are fish and shrimps there, nets and baskets full of them, as well as conches and beautiful shells."
“I haven’t seen it, but I want to see it, and I want to eat it.”
"Hahahaha, great, with Xiao Feng'er's cooking skills, the seafood she makes will definitely be incredibly delicious!"
"Uncle Meng..." Xiao Feng'er hugged Yan Meng's neck and asked quietly, "Are you going to be my father?"
"Feng'er, are you willing to let me be your father?" Yan Meng glanced at Xin Xuefu, who was half a step behind and listening with her ears perked up, and replied quietly.
In fact, Xin Xuefu had already known that Feng'er liked Yan Meng, but she still wanted to hear her answer.
"I do. You're the one my mother likes, and you're the first one to carry me on your neck."
As early as the first time she was carried on Uncle Meng's neck in Liangzhou, she secretly thought that it would be great if she had a father like Uncle Meng.
Her mother and grandmother thought she was young and had long forgotten those annoying people who made her mother cry.
But she remembered.
Dad also wanted to carry her once.
But the bad grandmother said that the girl was unlucky and dared to ride on a man's head, which would bring her bad luck for the rest of her life.
Dad put her down.
Her father is a man without his own opinions and is far inferior to Uncle Meng.
Yan Meng looked at Xin Xuefu and smiled triumphantly.
"Okay, from now on I will be Xiao Feng'er's father, my dear father."
Feng'er laughed and called out "Dad" in a soft voice.
Dad!
He finally understood why his parents wanted a daughter.
This soft and sweet voice of "Dad" is so adorable!
I'll burn some paper for Dad tonight and let Feng'er call him "Grandpa" a few times.
Dad should be very happy!
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