There was a hint of tenderness in her voice, mixed with a hint of solemnity.
At this moment, Feng Jiuyan noticed something was wrong with Madam Feng, and her heart tightened slightly, with an inexplicable sense of tension rising in her heart. She looked at Madam Feng quietly, waiting for what she was going to say next, her heart filled with doubts and uneasiness.
Here it comes, here it comes, could it be that her mother is starting to confess to her?
What is it?
Does that mean she has a secret crush on Qiao Ping?
Or is it something else that is unknown?
Feng Jiuyan's thoughts were like a tangled mess. She tried her best to sort things out, but she seemed to be trapped in a mystery. She could only wait for the answer to be revealed in anxiety and anticipation.
"Ah Yan," Madam Feng said softly, with a complex look in her eyes, "I suspect Qiao Ping is very likely your father!"
"What! My daddy?!" Feng Jiuyan widened his eyes in shock and shouted in a raised voice.
Her body was frozen in place as if under a spell, her eyes full of shock and disbelief, her mouth slightly open, and one could almost see her throat trembling with surprise.
This was the first time that Madam Feng had witnessed her daughter's emotions fluctuate so drastically. She nodded slightly and continued, "Yes, she is just like your father!"
Feng Jiuyan looked at her mother worriedly, and after hesitating for a while, she finally spoke out her true feelings, "Mother, are you missing daddy too much? That's why you are like this..."
Madam Feng shook her head gently and said in a gentle and soft voice: "Ayan, I understand that you must be very surprised at this moment, but there are indeed many similarities between Qiao Ping and your father.
His every move, his demeanor, and his temperament are very similar to your father's, as if they were carved from the same mold. Although his face is different from your father's, the feeling he gives me is exactly like your father's!"
"Do you remember that when your father was nervous or embarrassed, he would always touch his nose unconsciously. And the way he looked at me, that gentle and affectionate look, was exactly the same as the way your father looked at me.
A person’s appearance may change, but the temperament he exudes and his eyes are difficult to change.
Just like Qiao Ping, he has too many shadows of your father, which makes me often feel as if your father has returned to me. "
Feng Jiuyan stood still as if she was under a spell. She stared at her mother with her eyes wide open. When her mother spoke of this, her eyes sparkled with a light full of affection and nostalgia.
Feng Jiuyan's heart was in turmoil, she simply couldn't believe what she was seeing.
Her mother was so sure and confident, could it be that Qiao Ping was really her father? This was really beyond her expectations.
She once thought Qiao Ping was a killer sent by someone else, coming for the Black Feather Order. But she didn't expect such an unexpected result!
Thinking back to what happened just now, she was so angry that she wanted to put a sack on Qiao Ping and beat him up, and even wanted to kill him.
But now, her mother told her such shocking news, which made her feel extremely stunned and confused. Her face was full of disbelief, her mouth slightly open, as if she wanted to say something, but didn't know where to start.
However, the first thing to do is to confirm whether Qiao Ping is her father!
Thinking of this, Feng Jiuyan took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. She adjusted her breathing and tried to calm herself down as much as possible before slowly asking Madam Feng:
"Mother, besides Daddy's habit of touching his nose when he's nervous or embarrassed, does he have any other noticeable little movements or characteristics? For example, what foods would make Daddy prone to rashes?"
In this way, it is possible to use physical objects to verify whether Qiao Ping is his father.
Upon hearing this, Madam Feng froze in place for a moment. It took her a long time to come back to her senses. A glimmer of surprise flashed in her eyes. "Oh, it's true! Why didn't I think of this before? Your father, whenever he eats eggs, his face, hands, and entire body will be covered with red rashes."
Feng Jiuyan frowned slightly, with a thoughtful look on her face, "Mother, after hearing what you said, I also remembered this."
"Okay, without further ado, we will go and test Qiao Ping tomorrow!" Madam Feng broke into a brilliant smile on her face, clapped her hands vigorously, and spoke in a very decisive tone.
After a while, Madam Feng's face showed some sadness again, and her two thin willow-shaped eyebrows were tightly knitted together, "It is indeed not appropriate to do this. If Qiao Ping is really your father, it means that he has his own difficulties and does not recognize us because of some unavoidable reasons.
If we blatantly send him eggs, he will probably see through our intentions at a glance, and he will definitely try every possible way not to eat the eggs. In this case, we won't be able to confirm whether he is your father or not."
"Don't worry, mother. I will take care of this problem!" Feng Jiuyan's eyes revealed a firm light, and he said confidently and solemnly.
After the mother and daughter finished their discussion, they took Feng Jiuli out of the space.
When the three of them had just laid down in the warm bed, suddenly, there was an extremely slight noise outside. The sound was so small that if Feng Jiuyan had not had a keen hearing, it might not have been noticed at all.
Feng Jiuyan immediately noticed the subtle sound. Her face became very solemn and she slowly sat up.
At this time, Madam Feng heard the noise of Feng Jiuyan getting up. She suddenly opened her eyes and stared at Feng Jiuyan nervously. Her face was full of fear. She asked in a trembling voice: "Ah Yan, what's wrong? Did something happen?"
"Mother, don't worry, I'll take care of everything." Feng Jiuyan gently comforted Madam Feng, telling her not to panic.
After saying that, she tiptoed to the small window of the donkey cart compartment, carefully opened the small window a crack, then quietly hid aside and observed carefully outside.
After a while, more than a dozen masked men in black jumped out from the dark woods one after another, holding shining swords in their hands. Like ghosts, they approached the people in the camp silently.
These men in black moved quickly and lightly, like ghosts in the dark, making people shudder.
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