Murong Yufeng thought that she had almost forgotten these memories of hers, but who knew that at this moment, they all appeared in her mind, tumbling endlessly. WWw,QuanBen-XiaoShuo,Com
Tears flowed down his cheeks and finally fell into the soil.
A gentle and distant sigh came, falling in the wind, and reached Murong Yufeng's ears. She hurriedly wiped her tears, looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure in the bamboo house opposite, and ran over eagerly.
When she ran to the door, Murong Yufeng paused and hesitated.
The bamboo house is very simple, with a bamboo bed, three or two bamboo stools, and a Buddha statue in the middle, with the incense rising from it. In front of Murong Yufeng, a man knelt in front of the Buddha statue, motionless. On his body was a thin coat that had been washed and had no color. Even so, this man's back is still straight, making people feel that even if the sky falls, there is no need to worry.
Murong Yufeng was outside the house, and he was inside, just like this, staying quietly in his place.
The wind blew with a low cry.
The man's body finally moved. He bowed respectfully to the Buddha statue, then stood up slowly, and turned around under Murong Yufeng's tearful gaze.
He looks very young, yet very old at the same time. These contradictory characteristics are so perfectly combined in one person. He is said to be young because he has a rosy complexion and a fair complexion. Judging from such a face alone, he is only thirty years old at most. But his eyes seemed to penetrate the world, with a heartbreaking old age, coupled with his silver hair, forming this contradictory style.
He is King Zhao, Murong Hui!
Looking at his daughter, Murong Hui had unspeakable emotions in his eyes, and finally he could only sigh: "Feng'er."
Feng'er, just two words like that, made Murong Yu burst into tears. How many years have passed since my mother passed away? Apart from chanting sutras, my father has never spoken a word, let alone called himself.
She pursed her lips and her body trembled unconsciously. She looked at her father blankly. At this moment, she seemed to have returned to her childhood.
Slowly stepping forward, Murong Yufeng's tears fell to the ground drop by drop. She finally stopped and stood just one step away from Murong Hui. She said in a complicated tone: "Father..."
Looking at the tears on his daughter's face, Murong Hui clenched his fists and his eyes shone with tears. He slowly opened his hands, stepped forward, hugged his daughter into his arms, gently stroked her head, and said in a low voice: "Feng'er, my father has been sorry for you all these years."
Murong Yufeng cried "Wow", she cried so freely that it made the pear blossoms rain like rain. Years of grievances, years of sadness, years of sorrow, and the sadness in the capital all turned into a cry at this moment.
Holding his daughter in his arms, Murong Hui said nothing, but the tears in his eyes betrayed his mood. When his daughter was tired from suffering, he let go of her, took her to the edge of the pond, and sat down without any scruples.
Murong Yufeng was a little at a loss. The unfamiliarity between father and daughter for so many years had made her forget how to respond to her father's tenderness, so she had to follow Murong Hui step by step and sit on the ground.
The clouds are floating in the sky, and fallen leaves are floating in the water. Murong Hui looked at a pool of spring water and said calmly: "When your mother was still here, my father was fishing here, and you always liked to be naughty and mischievous around me. Then your mother would definitely call you aside. , holding you and telling stories. My father remembers that your favorite story is the story of the seven fairies."
"Father, you, you still remember. I thought, I thought..."
Murong Hui looked at his daughter with a faint smile: "I thought your father had forgotten you a long time ago, didn't you?"
Murong Yufeng nodded.
"You are my father's daughter. How could my father forget you? It's my father who has wronged you over the years."
These words made Murong Yufeng feel a pain in her heart. She shook her head and said with a forced smile: "My daughter is not wronged."
The two of them were speechless for a moment. Murong Yufeng had all kinds of doubts in her heart, but she didn't know how to start.
"I heard from the housekeeper that you have been staying in your room sadly since you came back from the capital? Who bullied you? Tell your father." Murong Hui broke the silence, but his words revealed deep concern.
Murong Yufeng was startled, then smiled bitterly: "No, no one bullies my daughter."
Murong Hui sighed and reached out to touch his daughter's head: "You, like your mother, always like to bury things in your heart and say nothing. In the end, you only suffer yourself."
He looked at his daughter carefully. Over the years, he had been immersed in memories and regrets. He didn't even know that his precious daughter was already so old and had become a tall and graceful girl.
His expression suddenly changed and he recovered quickly, but there was a bit of anger in his eyes: "Which damn thing actually defiled you?"
Murong Yufeng trembled violently and looked at her father in disbelief, obviously not believing how he knew.
Murong Hui saw his daughter's confusion and showed complicated eyes: "My father taught you the 'Peach Blossom Beauty'. If you become a woman, the breath in your body will change. And this change was told to me by your mother." When you were young, I wouldn’t tell you these things, and later on, I wouldn’t have the chance to tell you.”
Murong Yufeng blinked, but she didn't expect that the "Peach Blossom Beauty" she had practiced since childhood could have such an effect.
"Who is it?" Murong Hui's face was full of anger, and the energy in his body spread unnaturally, causing the water in the pond to roll, but there was no change at all on Murong Yufeng's side. Unexpectedly, his kung fu is so advanced, and the energy he exudes inadvertently can be so powerful? !
"My father has not cared about worldly affairs for so many years, how dare someone dare to bully you? Tell my father that I will destroy his nine tribes and avenge you!" Murong Hui was filled with anger at this moment; Regret, it was because of him that my daughter was reduced to being bullied.
"Father, father." Murong Yufeng hurriedly grabbed Murong Hui. If this continues, this place will be destroyed: "No one bullies my daughter, father."
Under Murong Yufeng's comfort, Murong Hui finally calmed down. He took a long breath, grabbed his daughter's hand and said, "Don't be shy, tell your father honestly, your father has the final say in everything. Murong Liuyun. Damn it, I promised you that I would take good care of you, but my father will go to Beijing another day and give him a good beating."
If anyone heard this, they would be frightened to death. Beat up the current emperor? Is this Murong Hui so bold? But you could tell from his tone that he was definitely not joking. Combined with his martial arts, it seems that his Zhaowang is definitely not as simple as the rumors outside.
Murong Yufeng was filled with sadness and couldn't help but shed tears. She finally threw herself into Murong Hui's arms and told the truth.
After his daughter finally finished speaking, Murong Hui comforted her clumsily for a while, then waved his palm violently, and the boulder on one side shattered with the sound: "This Xiao Yueye, how dare you do this to you? Feng'er, my father will send someone to kill her right away. , to relieve your hatred."
"No." Murong Yufeng hurriedly grabbed Murong Hui's hand, but saw the smile on his face and immediately understood: "Father, you..."
"Silly boy, do you think my father can't see your feelings? You seem to have fallen in love with him. Well, my father will spare his life. From what you say, he is worthy of you. . After your father meets him, let him marry you."
Murong Yufeng's face was full of bitterness, she shook her head and said, "He already has a wife and a concubine at home, and he doesn't like me either."
Murong Hui's eyes widened and he was as big as a commander: "My daughter, a dignified princess, is blessed to marry him in her previous life. How dare he refuse? What's more, this kid has already taken advantage of you. Is it possible that he still wants to default on the debt? As for his wives and concubines, it is up to my father to divorce them all and either take the money and leave, or they will become your maids."
Murong Hui's face was full of domineering, and when he mentioned his daughter's happiness, he was very serious.
Murong Yufeng thought of Xiao Yueye's attitude towards his wives and concubines, and smiled bitterly: "He won't be willing. He loves his two wives very much."
"Don't want to? Either die, or divorce your wife and marry you. He has no choice."
Feeling her father's love, Murong Yufeng also laughed: "Father, he's a soft-spoken man who doesn't take hard advice. It's useless for you to force him. And my daughter doesn't want her to marry someone who is unwilling to do so. Willing to marry me. What's more, my father is very mysterious and has unexplainable forces behind him. The emperor is also very kind to him. It is said that he is planning to marry Xiu'er to him. "
"Oh?" Murong Hui was interested now. Even if others didn't tell him, his imperial brother Murong Liuyun was an old fox, otherwise he wouldn't have persuaded him to help him back then. Since he valued that boy so much, it meant that there must be something special about that boy.
But when it comes to his daughter's happiness, Murong Hui is ready to make up for the debt he has incurred for more than ten years, even if he is the emperor's daughter, he will step aside.
"Hmph, even if I am a princess, I don't want to argue with you. As long as you are willing, my father will naturally find a way to make Murong Liuyun relent."
Murong Yufeng thought about it and sighed: "Father, forget it, don't say it. Even if he agrees, my daughter will not agree. Even if she is a widow all her life, she will never marry someone who is not her father. People who like themselves.”
"You!" Murong Hui sighed, but he also knew that his daughter had made up her mind, so she said nothing more. However, in his heart, he had already remembered the name Xiao Yueye.
"Father." Murong Yufeng thought for a while and finally asked the doubt in her heart: "Father, you have been worshiping Buddha for so many years, why this time?"
Murong Hui smiled faintly and touched his daughter's head: "For more than ten years, my father has been immersed in guilt and regret. Now he finally wakes up and decides to face everything, including you."
"I?"
Murong Hui's eyes were dull, with a loving smile, but what he said shocked Murong Yufeng: "Yes, you, your true life experience." (Quanben Novel Website www.QuanBen-XiaoShuo.com )