The cute little wife of the king of peerless elegance

Chapter 544 What Can Crying Solve?

When he saw the person lying on the bed, Fenghua knew why the casual expression was so dignified and worried.

Is this still her father?

Is this still her high-spirited father who always stands on the top of a mountain?

His head was full of white hair, his face was bloodless, and he was as thin as a skeleton that had lost all his flesh. What was frightening was that his closed eyes were like two big worms lying on it, and there was a slanted line on the left side of his face that stretched from the corner of the eye to his chin. scar.

Although she was put on clean and luxurious clothes, she looked so disharmonious like a child wearing an adult's clothes. The clothes were obviously custom-made by her with Huaxue satin according to her father's original figure.

On the hands that were exposed outside the clothes, the nails of the ten fingers were all gone, and the dead flesh that was formed like a ball was lying on the original nails, which looked so unsightly.

Mr. Shangguan (this will be called him from now on) seemed to sense Fenghua's arrival, and he clearly turned his head to Fenghua's direction, calling softly, "Xiaohua? Is it Xiaohua?"

'dad. 'Fenghua opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound.

The tears didn't stop falling anymore, she ran to the bedside and knelt down in three steps in two steps, hugged the old man Shangguan's arm tightly and cried loudly.

Fenghua seldom shed tears, but it was not that she had never shed tears, but such uncontrollable crying has never happened before, even in previous lives.

With difficulty, he picked up the hand that was not being hugged and gently stroked Fenghua's hair. Mr. Shangguan showed a faint smile on his face, just smiled, and two tears slowly fell from the corners of his eyes.

"Don't cry, Dad's Xiaohua doesn't cry. Dad is fine, he has already become a queen, why is he still crying, it makes people see a joke." He told her not to cry, but he himself was trembling.

He thought that he would never see his daughter again in this life, but fortunately the heaven still had pity on him, and finally let him die by his daughter's side even if he died.

Until he thought that Fenghua must have cried enough, Puyang Yeming, whose heart ached, immediately stepped forward to help Fenghua and let her sit by the bed.During this process, Fenghua was reluctant to let go of Mr. Shangguan's hand.

Seeing that Fenghua was still crying, Puyang Yeming gently tried to wipe away her tears with his sleeve, but more and more wiped away.He just discovered today that his little wife is really made of water.

"Okay, don't cry. Dad should be happy when he comes back. If you cry like this, Dad thinks you don't like him."

Fenghua was already crying a little bit, but he held the hand of the old man Shangguan even more tightly, and told him with actions that she didn't mean that, but she was distressed and deeply remorseful. These two feelings came at the same time, especially It was as if ten thousand knives were slowly cutting her heart together.

Unable to coax her, Puyang Yeming changed his target to Mr. Shangguan.Also wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeves, and said as softly as possible:

"Father, Hua'er knew that you had to go to Minghui when something happened, but I stopped you from going. She was just pregnant at that time, and her body was really not suitable for long-distance travel. But she couldn't let you go. Those who are unwell often sleep for several days. When the child was just ten days old, she led troops to attack Duoman. Now Duoman has become Longyao's Yongding County. After she takes down Yongding, she will know you She has been rescued and is on her way back to Yongding, where she has been waiting for you."

Puyang Yeming is a smart man with tens of thousands of holes in his brain, knowing what to say at this time can distract the two of them, and at the same time let the old man know how much his daughter cares about him.

Mr. Shangguan was so excited that he wanted to sit up, and Puyang Yeming immediately pressed his hands to make him lie down.

"Grandson, I have a grandson." Mr. Shangguan's original Cangshan face flushed with excitement.

"Yes, you have a grandson and a granddaughter, they are all very cute, and they are waiting for you to go back and hug them when your body recovers." Puyang Yeming's voice softened unconsciously when he thought of his son and daughter.

His unconscious change, the old man Shangguan, who is now sensitive to voices, immediately realized that he wanted to see those two lovely children even more, and his tone became yearning:
"Xiaohua and your children must be the cutest and smartest children in the world. Dad really wants to see them now." It's just that he won't be able to see them in this life. He's already blind, but hugging those two children should still be possible If there is a chance, he will be satisfied just thinking about it.

Like Xiaohua's soft meat buns when he was a child, holding one in each hand, 'watch' them grow up slowly, and when they can talk, when they see him from a distance, they call him 'Grandpa'.

God!

This life is complete, this life is complete!

The tears that Feng Hua had just stopped falling again.She is not a crying person, but please allow her to be emotional today, just for a while.

Look?
What an ordinary word, but Dad's eyes. . . . . .

"Yang'er looks like me, and everyone in the Holy Emperor said so. Xin'er looks like you, and Hua'er said that the child's eyes, nose, and mouth are all like you." Speaking of the child, Puyang Yeming's face was full of smiles. The color of a loving father.

But he doesn't agree with the fact that his heart is like the old man's. He and the little things seem to be carved out of the same mold, with the old father and son. . . . . .Maybe it's the portrait of the old man from the previous life.

"It looks like Xiaohua. Since childhood, they all said that Xiaohua looks like me." Mr. Shangguan also had a happy face, as if all the injuries on his body were gone, and he was full of hope to see the child soon.

Puyang Yeming and Fenghua had been sitting by the bed with Mr. Shangguan, but it was Puyang Yeming who was chatting with the old father and son. From the beginning, Fenghua wept silently, and then he calmed down and accompanied him silently.

The old father and son were seriously damaged, and they were lucky to be able to survive. They would not be awake for long, and soon he would be drowsy. He just wanted to hear more about the children, so he held on.

After Puyang Yeming assured that he would see the child soon, he fell asleep peacefully. He didn't talk to Fenghua during the whole process. It seemed that he had a grandson and a granddaughter, and the existence of his daughter could be ignored.

But this seems to be clearly not true.

At least Fenghua knew in his heart what his father was thinking.

Just as she knew Dad, Dad knew her as well.

She knows her father's pride, so she will not save her father herself, because her father doesn't want her to see him at his worst, and doesn't want her to be sad.

She obviously couldn't bear to go to Minghui countless times, but when she thought of her father, she could bear it, no matter how much she could bear it, even if she couldn't bear it, she could only allow her to wait for him at the place closest to her father. This is a respect for her father , It is also a respect for fatherly love.

Dad was the same, he was hurt, and he knew she felt uncomfortable and blamed herself.He didn't say anything, because he knew she understood.

Indeed, many things in this world are in front of us, and most of them are helpless.

It is impossible for Minghui and Longyao, the two great powers, to officially break up and start a war because of father's hatred.

What can crying solve?
Sometimes people are too calm, which may not be a good thing.

(End of this chapter)