Fu Tingchen had turned around and walked out, since the "confession", when he saw Lin Qiao again, he was so awkward.Lin Qiao had no choice but to get up and keep up, Fu Tingchen walked fast in front, Lin Qiao trotted all the way to catch up, she pulled his sleeve and shouted, "You go slowly, are you in a hurry to die Run so fast" Fu Tingchen stood still, looked back at Lin Qiao, and a trace of anger appeared on his white face, Lin Qiao was frightened, retracted his hand and took a few steps back, looking at him in horror.What's the matter, what is this little white face going crazy about Looking at Lin Qiao's frightened look, Fu Tingchen's face eased, and said to Lin Qiao, "Can't you expect me to be okay" Well, Lin Qiao realized that it was the word "death" that he had just poked his heart, and he apologized unconsciously, "Uh, I'm sorry, what I just said was really unlucky."
I didn't want you to die, really, you believe me" Fu Tingchen let out a long sigh, he slowly stretched out his hand to Lin Qiao, and did not speak.Lin Qiao looked at the hand stretched out to him, a little stunned, he just held back for a long time.Lin Qian still had to put his hand into his hand, but his eyes were hot, and his nose became sore, and at this moment, Fu Tingchen's hand was like Murong Yi's.Seeing that Lin Qiao became very well-behaved.Fu Tingchen was satisfied, he shook Lin Qiao's cold little hand, and then pulled his sleeve down, covering the back of Lin Qiao's hand, and then slowly led her to the imperial study, along the way, neither of them spoke, but the world seemed to be a little quiet, only the rustle of the wind on the trees.In the imperial study, Fu Junhuan was dressed in a plain robe, sitting on the warm kang under the window, looking at the book quietly, he was not wearing a gold crown, his hair was tied by a simple milky white hosta, seeing Lin Qiao coming in, he put down the book, pointed to the opposite side with his slender fingers, and asked Lin Qiao with a smile, "The girl can play chess" Lin Qiao stopped, she looked at Fu Junhuan who was carrying the light on her back, and her eyes were full of tears Murong Yi because she was carrying the light.She couldn't see Fu Junhuan's face, and his demeanor and demeanor were clearly so similar to Murong Yi, they would be so similar to Lin Qiao's body swayed gently, staggering back, but the tears in his eyes became more and more turbulent, Murong Yi, you are wrong, you are really wrong, you are not a bad seed, you are not "A buck."
Do you know that day in the grove on the cross slope, my mother said to me: Child, I don't hide it from you, I don't know who you are, I don't know who Murong Qingyue raped her in the month.She and King Qing have also been together," Lin Qiao's ears rang again on the Longyin Mountain Observation Deck that day, Murong Yi posted this sentence in her ear, and his sad tone was still in his ears, "Ah Qiao, you see, what they said is right, I am really a bad seed, I am really a bad seed" He was such a proud person, but his mother told him in person.She didn't know whose child he was, so this was the reason why she wanted to hide him in the Sifang Nunnery and secretly raise him, because she didn't know which one was his father, so she didn't mention anyone, she just wanted this child to grow up safely, not into the red dust, who expected that Emperor Jiahe learned that she had a child and thought it was her own son.forcibly snatched him into the palace, which caused so many things to follow.Murong Yi had already accepted the fact that King Qing was his biological father, but it turned out that anyone could be, and no one could be how he could accept such a fact, Lin Qiao was of course thunderous, and instantly understood why his temperament changed drastically.No wonder he keeps saying that he wants to end all this as soon as possible.The most important ethics in ancient times was the blood of his parents, and unlike modern times, Murong Yi was fame, fortune and wealth, but he grew up and had his own arrogance, so that he could live with such an embarrassing identity, but if he was willing to listen to Fu Tingchen's words and come to Dalu, he would understand why Fu Tingchen would unswervingly believe that he was the son of King Qing.Because he is almost exactly the same as Fu Junhuan, the emperor of Dalu, yes, Murong Yi is not like King Qing, not only is he not like King Qing, but he is not like Emperor Jiahe.But his face was born like his mother, so whether it was Emperor Jiahe or King Qing, he didn't doubt that as for his expression and temperament, Lin Qiao thought about it, and suddenly smiled bitterly with tears, King Qing has been disturbed by hatred all these years, how can he have such a peaceful and elegant bearing as Fu Junhuan Lin Qiao's fingers stabbed into Fu Tingchen's palm tightly, watching Fu Junhuan cry out of breath, Fu Tingchen put his other hand on the back of Lin Qiao's hand, tightened it, and said in a low voice, "You also think they are alike, aren't they" Lin Qiao sniffed.She let go of Fu Tingchen's hand and slowly came to Fu Junhuan, Fu Junhuan's face finally became clear, his eyebrows and eyes were all handsome, but he was really different from Murong Yi.Lin Qiao bent down and bowed, "The people's daughter asks the emperor for peace", she is actually sincere, she is worshipping for Murong Yi, this is his own uncle Fu Junhuan bent down, helped Lin Qiao with both hands, and his eyes were slowly moist, he gently wiped Lin Qiao's tears, and sighed softly, "I heard that you are the child's beloved" Lin Qiao's tears rolled down again, I don't know if it was because Fu Junhuan and Murong Yi had the same breath, the man in front of her made her feel cordial for a long time, and the more Lin Qiao cried, the more she cried, the more she cried, the more aggrieved she became, is like a child who got lost and left home, and finally saw his relatives, and Fu Junhuan finally cried.He gently hugged Lin Qiao into his arms, and his father patted her shoulder like that, choked up and coaxed, "Good boy, good boy" The two of them don't know how long they cried.Until Fu Tingchen was afraid of arousing Lin Qiao's heart and coming out to fight stubble, the two of them stopped, Fu Junhuan asked Lin Qiao to sit opposite him, poured her a cup of hot tea with his own hands, and said, "Good boy, tell me about that child." ”Lin Qiao nodded, and then said how he and Murong Yi met and knew each other, and there are some things that should be hidden in his heart.Just hide it in your heart forever, why bother to make his relatives sad to hear it again.While the two were talking, Fu Tingchen sat sideways below, silent, and only occasionally replaced the cold tea in the cup for Lin Qiao.Or hand her a hand stove.After a while, it was dark, Fu Junhuan finally felt tired, he ordered someone to send Lin Qiao back, and said to Fu Tingchen, "You said that before the child died, you were entrusted to take care of her" Fu Tingchen nodded, "Yes" "Then how do you plan to take care of her" Fu Junhuan asked.Fu Tingchen lowered his head and was silent, then suddenly raised his head and said categorically."
Father, the son wants to marry her as the crown princess" Fu Junhuan looked at him, "She is willing" "She is unwilling, but the son is willing to wait until she is willing" Fu Junhuan sighed, "You are unwilling to marry Yun Qian'er, just for her" "No, even without her, the son is not willing to marry Yun Qian'er" Fu Tingchen said categorically.Fu Junhuan was silent for a while, then suddenly nodded, and said, "Okay" "Father" Fu Tingchen was overjoyed, "You agreed" Fu Junhuan got up, he walked out, while chanting, "Ask what is the situation in the world, teach people to live and die" and call people to live and die: