"I know." Jill nodded and sat up straight.
"At noon, I will call your father back to have dinner together, so that you two can have a good talk." Lu Liang touched her face lovingly and said softly.
Jill bit her lip and lowered her head, a little embarrassed, "Father...will he hate me?"
"Silly girl, it's too late for your father to love you, so how can he hate you? You are his child. When you are not around, he is always worried about you. If you can forgive him, he will only be happy." Lu Liang smiled and reassured.
Hearing this, Jill felt less nervous.
At noon, Long Yang returned to Fengyi Palace.
Yaoyao, Ji'er, and He Xin were sitting in the room talking. When they saw him coming in, the three of them immediately ended their conversation.
"Father!" Yaoyao immediately stood up and greeted him.
Ji'er also stood up. She also wanted to go over to greet him like Yaoyao, but she still felt a little awkward and uncomfortable in her heart.
While she was hesitating, a shadow fell above her head.
"Jill."
She looked up blankly and saw her father walking in front of her at some unknown moment, looking at her with gentle and loving eyes.
From his eyes, she saw his indulgence and pampering towards her. Her nose became sour and tears fell out.
When Long Yang saw it, he became a little panicked. He wanted to wipe her tears, but he was worried about her rejection of him and did not dare to touch her. He was immediately at a loss and said, "Jier, don't cry..."
Jill thought of what her mother had said to her, and her father's white hair hidden among the black hair, and she suddenly felt sad. There was still some hesitation in her heart, but at this moment, it all disappeared.
She took a step forward, threw herself into his arms, hugged his waist tightly, and cried until she burst into tears, "Father, I'm sorry..."
Long Yang was startled, then sighed, stroking her long hair, and said warmly: "It's my father who should say I'm sorry. Jill, I'm sorry, I made you feel wronged. It's all my father's fault."
Jill shook her head, "Father is very good, but it's my fault that I'm ignorant and make Father sad..."
"No, it's my father's fault. You didn't do anything wrong." Long Yang quickly corrected her.
Lu Liangwei came in from the outside. When she saw this scene, the corners of her eyes were a little moist. She pressed the handkerchief to the corners of her eyes and stepped forward with a smile, "Okay, both of you, father and daughter, are not at fault. Stop blaming yourself. Yes. It’s my fault, okay?”
Interrupted by her, the atmosphere in the hall became lively again.
The father and daughter Long Yang and Ji'er finally settled their differences, and the hall was filled with laughter and laughter.
…
Two years later.
When Yaoyao married into Yan State, Long Yin personally escorted her.
After a month of trekking, the team sending off the bride finally arrived at the capital of Yan State.
After a long journey, the carriages and horses were exhausted, and everyone was already exhausted.
The people of the capital lined the streets to welcome this procession coming from afar.
Beitang You even personally welcomed them out of the city.
Beitang You failed to see Yaoyao.
According to etiquette, the two of them are not allowed to see each other in the first few days of the wedding.
Yaoyao had been riding in the carriage for a month and was already swaying from exhaustion. When she heard the voices of Bei Tangyou and Long Yin talking outside the carriage, she steeled herself a little and suddenly felt a sense of nervousness in her heart.
Especially when she thought about the fact that in two days, the two of them would hold a wedding, sign a marriage, and become husband and wife, her heart was racing like a deer, and she was a lot more nervous.
(End of chapter)