Cao De slapped himself across the face, yelling, "This servant deserves to die! This servant deserves to die!"
Slap after slap, Cao De wept bitterly and finally fell ill and never recovered.
Not long after, Lin Sikong also received the news. The two men, both quite old, looked at each other in silence. Finally, Lin Sikong sighed, "Since His Majesty is in this situation, we must also plan for the future. Fortunately, the young emperor is still young, and we still have the opportunity to cultivate a wise ruler..."
That year, the New Year celebrations in the palace were exceptionally oppressive.
There was also a drunk man on this side of the valley.
Xia Jingfeng was happy. He had finally brought his daughter and the Beiwu Iron Cavalry back to Beiwu safely, escaped unscathed, and even eliminated a major threat.
What made him even happier was that he actually got to eat dumplings made by Xia Yixin today.
However, there were some unspoken words and worries in his heart, which this tall man could only try to forget by getting drunk.
After finishing the dumplings, Xia Jingfeng drank the liquor like water.
He got drunk, completely drunk, and cried while hugging the wine jar, finally revealing the words and knots in his heart.
“Wan’er, do you hate your father? Your father knows… knows that you like Qi Yu. Originally, your father did not want to kill Lin Shi, but she committed suicide. By the time I realized it, it was too late.”
Xia Jingfeng covered his eyes, his hoarse voice filled with suppressed emotions. Xia Yixin paused, her heart filled with mixed feelings, and then she hugged the wine jar and drank it all in one gulp.
"Father swears! I will find you someone even better than him! Wan'er... Wan'er, don't hate your father, Father begs you... please smile, okay?"
"Father..."
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