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Chapter 101
After hearing what his father said, Ji Qiang came back to take a look, and concluded that he was still in a dream.But since it was a dream, this dream was too real, whether it was an object or a person, the real touch made her unable to utter half a lie.

So Ji Qiang was at a loss.

She couldn't tell whether everything in front of her was a dream within a dream, or it was just one of many scenes that had been switched frequently.

"Yaoyao is ill and has many nightmares, don't worry, the dreams are all fake." King Xia embraced her again, trying to clear her mind.

"Is the father a fake too?" Ji Qiang's eyes were filled with water vapor and swollen. She always remembered the fact that her father had passed away.

"My father is real, and my father's love for Yaoyao is also true. Even if my father is gone, it will never change." The person who hugged her gently wiped the tears on her face, and stared at her. eyes, said seriously.

Ji Qiang's mood collapsed in an instant, and he hugged King Xia tightly, his sobbing turned into a low cry, and the low cry turned into a loud cry.

At this moment, she is not a monarch, not some kind of person at the helm, and she doesn't need to pay attention to her image or dignity. She is just a child raised by him.

King Xia's arm was tight and tight, but he didn't say a word, he just patiently waited for her to vent.

"I thought you didn't want me anymore... you pushed me away... you said I was, a villain." Ji Qiang began to cry about the terrible dream.

"How could it be? You will always be an orphan child, there is no doubt about it. I once taught you to judge things by your mind, not your emotions. Do you still remember, Yaoyao?" Xia Wang Xun Xun induced.

Ji Qiang choked, and nodded again and again, "Father taught me, the child will never forget it for a moment! Reading, calligraphy, horse riding, archery and kung fu, the child has not slackened in any of these years."

King Xia gently stroked her head, with infinite remorse and melancholy on his face, he said: "I'm wrong."

"If I could do it all over again, Gu would rather take Yaoyao to poke ants and catch crickets, climb trees to dig out bird nests, go down the river to catch fish, roast sweet potatoes in the fields, and do everything Yaoyao likes to do."

Ji Qiang stopped crying, to be precise, he was dumbfounded.

"But you said that I have no brothers and no sisters. I was born to inherit the throne. If I want to take on the burden of the empire, I am destined not to have the joy of ordinary people. Ordinary people can do it again after making mistakes, but the emperor cannot. If you accidentally lose everything, this is what the father and king taught, and the child dare not forget it for a moment, why do you..." Change it when you say it!
"However, as a father, I want Yaoyao to be happy."

King Xia never said such words, and Ji Qiang couldn't believe that these words came from his father's mouth, he just stared blankly at that familiar yet unfamiliar face.

"Yaoyao don't have to doubt it. There is no father in the world who doesn't want his daughter to have a happy life."

"But I..." Ji Qiang lowered his eyes, and asked the question in his heart very difficultly, "Is it your daughter?"

King Xia's momentary silence made Ji Qiang's heart sink.

After a while, he asked back: "Yes or no, Gu doesn't care, why does Yaoyao care?"

"Yaoyao just needs to remember that you were raised by your father alone, and you are the only concern for your father in this world, that's enough."

Ji Qiang buried his head even deeper.

She got it.

she is not.

To her surprise, listening to the answer from her father, she did not feel the collapse and despair that she imagined, and even her heart didn't seem to be so painful... Maybe it was extremely numb, she thought blankly.

"Yaoyao, look at father." King Xia gently held Ji Qiang's face, looked into her eyes and said, "You will always be my daughter, forever."

Ji Qiang threw herself into King Xia's arms crying and laughing, she had already decided that this was enough.

……

It took Jiang Jian a lot of effort to pull Ji Qiang, who was extremely rational and sober, out of the illusion and put her to sleep.

The high fever of the person in his arms subsided gradually, his body stopped convulsing, and his sleeping face was as peaceful as ever.

He gently put it down and covered it with a quilt. After doing all this, he gradually noticed that his back was already soaked in sweat.

Asking himself for many years of cultivation, he has never encountered someone as difficult to enter his illusion as Ji Qiang, and difficult to control after entering.

He originally intended to use Xia Wang's identity in the illusion to relieve her depression and resolve her panic and sorrow, but she seemed to remain sober from beginning to end.If it were someone else, they would only cry and laugh at King Xia when they saw King Xia.

It is true that Ji Qiang was crying and laughing at the beginning, but she always clearly remembered the fact that King Xia had passed away, so she did not really enter her fantasy.

She thought she was just having a beautiful dream.

Fortunately, he finally helped him resolve some knots in his heart. Although he couldn't guarantee that it would be perfect, he believed that with Ji Qiang's mind and his subsequent help, these knots would all disappear one day.

Tomorrow is Ji Qiang's 15th birthday, and he is just approaching Ji's age. Life has just begun, and he will never be stopped by these old things.

He has long seen that this child has great ambitions, and a person with hills and valleys in his heart will definitely not be entangled in trifles.

Jiang Jian repeatedly confirmed that Ji Qiang was fine, and left Yangyuan Hall not long after. Before he left, he issued a strict order from the national teacher. His visit to Yangyuan Hall tonight never happened.

When everyone heard what he wanted, they all took orders and sent him away respectfully.

Jiang Jian, who left the Yangyuan Hall, did not leave the palace, but walked deeper and deeper, heading straight for the Hall of Mercy.

The gate of the Hall of Mercy is wide open, and the courtyard is empty except for a man standing at the heel of the west wall, holding a shovel in his hand. There is a big pit beside him, and beside the pit is a bamboo basket filled with Full of broken wooden fish.

Jiang Jian sighed slightly, and flicked Wu Nian's forehead lightly. Wu Nian woke up faintly, ignoring the stabbing pain in the back of his neck, and hurriedly saluted Jiang Jian.

Jiang Jian waved his hand to stop, turned and walked towards the main hall.

The door of the main hall opened and closed, and it was still the same as when Ji Qiang left.

In the main hall, amidst the chaos, Shang Xuan sat on the ground like a dead statue, even Jiang Jian never raised his eyes when he entered the door.

With the dim light, Jiang Jian saw the wound on his head and the blood that had solidified.

Jiang Jian stared at him coldly for a moment, but seeing no reaction, he stretched out his arms, and the wind raged. The wide Taoist robe was rustled by the sudden gust of wind, and the bitter air hit Shang Yao's face, finally making him He couldn't help it, and covered his face with his hands, as if he had reacted.

"The son of the former crown prince Xiao Heng, the Xiao clan Xiao Jian." Jiang Jian was startled when he opened his mouth, and Wu Nian at the door tightly covered his mouth to prevent himself from making a sound.

"No matter what entanglement you have with the late emperor, I just warn you, don't hurt me again, the king of Liang, otherwise, this will be the case!" After speaking, Jiang Jian waved his sleeve robe at the table and case, and the solid pear blossom case was smashed into powder .

Before Wu Nian recovered from the shock, the national teacher had already drifted away, Ling Feng gradually dissipated, and the Hall of Mercy immediately became dead silent again.

"Sir, are you injured?"

Wu Nian stumbled and jumped into the hall, still in shock, he saw the shocking wound on Shang Jian's head, and his nerves tensed up again.

"Go get the medicine and treat the wound for me." After Shang Xuan finished speaking, he slowly closed his eyes.

(End of this chapter)