Sizhen held her breath in her throat, and it was so painful that she couldn't get up or down.
You are my daughter, how can you only focus on the suspected murderer, but he can't say that.
Well, Sizhen has now obviously regarded Rong Xian as his daughter, which is really gratifying.
Sizhen no longer had her former demeanor, and said with a livid face: "Don't worry, I will not tell others about your relationship with the Venerable Lord Xixin, nor will I..."
He gritted his teeth and said, "I won't do anything to her either."
Rong Xian knew that what he said was serious, there was no need for him to deceive her.
She was satisfied at the bottom of her heart, but she said dutifully, "Who knows if you will lie to me."
What does it mean to be cheap and good-looking, that's all.
Sizhen said in a low pressure: "Do you-do-you-want-want-I-swear-no-success?"
Rong Xian immediately recognized the changing topic of the current affairs and said, "If you don't have any other questions, sir, please leave. My husband and I have nothing to talk about."
How familiar is this face-turning gesture of ignorance!
Sizhen's face darkened, and he stared eagerly at the daughter he had just determined, trying to make her change her mind.
Rong Xian said indifferently, "Sir, if you don't leave now, do you want me to see you off?"
Sizhen: "...I want to tell you that you are actually my daughter, do you believe it?"
Rong Xian lowered her eyes and smiled, as gentle and shy as daffodils blooming, her tone was also soft: "I believe, why don't you believe me."
Sizhen was so excited that he almost danced, but fortunately, he was still sensible and knew that Rong Xian was definitely not so easy to talk about. If Rong Xian was really as harmless and pure as she showed, then the dead Chongguang should be wronged.
Sure enough, Rong Xian added slowly and methodically: "I believe you really tried hard to stay here, and you didn't hesitate to think of such a joke to make me laugh."
Sizhen almost vomited blood, this is really not a joke: "If you feel it, if you feel it seriously, do you think I am very kind? The nature of father and daughter will not change due to any circumstances."
Rong Xian's eyes fell on the little snake that sneaked in, and then looked at Si Zhen's posture at this time, sighed faintly, and said, "I didn't want to do this at first, but Uncle Zhen is so pressing, I had no choice but to do this.”
Sizhen is confused, what's the next move? What's the next step
The next moment, he saw Rong Xian go back at will, a light flashed in front of him, and there was a tombstone standing on the ground.
Sizhen guessed something vaguely, and his voice trembled: "This, what is this?"
Rong Xian walked to the tombstone and gently stroked the name on the tombstone, her brows and eyes were naturally melancholy: "Obviously, this is the tombstone."
"I know this is a tombstone." Sizhen roared out of control.
Rong Xian frowned unpleasantly at his unfriendly attitude: "Since you know, why ask another question."
Sizhen: "..." He obviously didn't want to ask this.
Seeing that the words 'you are mentally retarded' were almost written on Rong Xian's face, he wiped his face, took back the gaffe, and apologized, "Sorry."
Rong Xian forgave him very considerately and said, "Well."
Sizhen ignored her and focused on the tombstone.
This small tombstone is engraved with his daughter's name. Sizhen has never had a moment like this time, clearly aware that his daughter is gone, really gone.
He murmured: "My daughter's name is Si Feng'er. My wife got her name for her, which means Feng Laiyi. Back then, when I took Feng'er to do errands, I accidentally leaked my trace and was attacked by political enemies. My daughter It was gone at that time, at that time.”
His face was pale and sad, and even the aura around him became desolate.
"We fell into Xiaoqianjie. I only had time to see Feng'er for the last time before I fainted. When I wake up, I don't remember Feng'er anymore." Sizhen crouched down slowly, gently stroking the tombstone with her palm. The name on it was like stroking her daughter's head.
He said: "I only remembered Fenger three years ago, and I almost forgot my daughter forever."
There was a trace of water in his eyes, which made people uncomfortable.
Rong Xian's expression was calm, and she had no guilt at all, as if she had not heard the accusation in Sizhen's words, and she had no idea why Sizhen had forgotten her daughter.
Well, pretending to be Rong Xian is the best.
With a look of pity, she sighed hypocritically, "That's such a pity."
Sizhen obviously didn't know that the person in front of him was the Venerable Lord Xixin who made him grit his teeth. He took some time to sort out his emotions, and then said, "I made you laugh."
Rong Xian nodded very seriously and said bluntly, "Since you know that I will laugh, don't make such a gesture in the future."
Sizhen: "..." I tell you, are you the one who will be beaten to death sooner or later if you talk like this
Sizhen cleared her throat and asked, "How did you know her name?"
Rong Xian knew who Sizhen was asking, she thought for a while, and said in a serious nonsense, "Dreaming."
Sizhen: "Dream?"
Rong Xian said slowly, "If I remember correctly, Mr.'s ears should be fine."
Sizhen's face sank, and an inexplicable kind of majesty burst out from her body.
But Rong Xian was completely unaffected.
Sizhen said helplessly, "What else did you dream about?"
Rong Xian immediately said, "No more."
Rong Xian understands the truth.
Sizhen pondered for a moment, then said, "You may not believe it, but you may really..."
Rong Xian interrupted him directly, the corners of her lips were slightly raised, her smile was as warm and pure as when she first met, but her words were as unpleasant as ever: "Since I said I don't believe you, you don't need to say anything."
Sizhen was irritable, how could there be someone like Rong Xian who doesn't eat hard and soft.
Rong Xian glanced at him, the golden light in her eyes flashed away, and a faint pressure leaked out, making Sizhen vigilant like a conditioned reflex.
"Xiao Xian, this is your incarnation outside of your body? Where is your main body? What's going on with this incarnation?" Sizhen thought of all the strange things on Rong Xian's body at this time, and asked quickly.
Rong Xian emphasized with a smile: "You can call me Hellebore."
After saying this, she kindly explained to Sizhen: "You should have heard about what happened three years ago, when my body was severely injured, and now I am cultivating in a feng shui treasure. Incarnate…”
She said with a half-smile, "Mr. Si, don't ask questions at will."
Rong Xian's warning Sizhen was taken to heart, and she really didn't ask.
He stretched out his hand to put away the tombstone, and the grief in his eyes was also put away.
It seemed that he could already face the fact that his daughter died, but he still didn't give up on Rong Xian.
Occupying his daughter's body, let's be his other daughter, even if it's just a substitute, it can be considered a comfort to him.
Rong Xian: I don’t need this seat, thank you (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻
(End of this chapter)