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Chapter 110 Try Brushing the Iron Clothes as Snowy (1)
"When we went to Jiangnan, we didn't intend to pass through Jingzhou. He Lanyou suggested that we changed the route. You must have received the information that Jianwen was going to attack King Xiang at that time. Fortunately, the catastrophic change in the royal palace will arouse my concerns about your safety in the future, so that I won't be blindly angry with you."

"If I hadn't met Mu Xin, He Lanyou would have figured out a way to bring me to Beiping and hand it over to you in the end. I don't know what agreement the two of you reached, and I don't want to care about it. I only know that later , He Lanyou left me to hunt down Jinxie."

"If all the previous intentions are just He Lanyou helping you get back your daughter and protecting her without any malice, what happens afterward is your own ulterior wish."

I smiled slightly, and looked at my father's tightly pursed lips, "What did you do? Well, in Datong Mansion, He Lanyou, or your subordinates, made a plan to ambush Jinxie."

"There is a thousand-year-old Crane Pearl in the palace. If you don't tell me, the princess will be happy not to say it. You want him to die. If it weren't for the fact that Mu Xin and I never left Jinxie for a few days and left him in my residence to take care of him, I'm afraid you'll do it again."

"He Lanyou is somewhat affectionate." My eyes dimmed, and I sighed softly, "He must think that his task of helping you kill Jinxie has been completed, and whether the other party is dead or not is none of his business, but I would rather go all out to save Jinxie, he naturally can't just watch me seek death."

"You must have been very helpless at that time. You didn't expect that Jinxie didn't die, and you didn't expect that I really went to Kunlun to save the master. You didn't want to kill your own daughter, so you didn't want to save He Lanyou's life." .”

"This is why I have been puzzled why He Lanyou killed and saved others, and acted contradictoryly."

"Now," I strolled up to my father, leaned down, and looked into his eyes, "one last question."

"Why did you kill Jinxie?"

Why do you want to kill near evil?

I asked calmly, but there were countless waves rolling in my heart.

Anger, disappointment, disappointment, helplessness... All kinds of emotions are like a block, stuffed in my chest, oppressing me so hard that I can't breathe.

I can't even understand my own state of mind. I am sad because I was cheated by my father, angry because my master was hurt by my relatives, moved because my master painstakingly covered up, and because He Lanyou colluded with my father. I still have a bit of love and bitterness... I don't know what kind of expression I should use to face the accusation that I have been thinking about for a long time at this moment.

So I have nothing but peace.

What is rare is that his father is also very calm. Although he clenches the teacup tightly, his white and veined hands somewhat exposed the trembling in his heart, but he still sits upright. The strong and firm mind tempered by soldiers in the battlefield, Make him not afraid of all the accidents in life.

He took a deep breath, looked back at me, and said for a long time: "Huai Su, I knew you would know sooner or later, but I didn't know you knew so early."

This is like a jingle, I laughed, "You never want to underestimate me, you always regard me as an important daughter, but you have been doing things that challenge my patience."

The father raised his eyebrows thickly: "But I am your father after all, there is a difference between closeness and closeness, you want to blame your father for your master?"

Oh, it turned out to be a general, I sneered, "Yes, there is a difference between closeness and closeness, so I think I did the right thing. I am a close relative, so what's wrong with coming to blame my closeness?"

"You—" Father was angry, "What are you talking about?"

"What are you talking about? The truth!" I turned my head coldly, "In my 18 years of life, the first ten years belonged to my mother, and the last seven years belonged to my master. Only this year, I barely have your share. My mother raised me , love me, master taught me, cared about me, they are my most important people, my mother is gone, I can't keep her, this is an indelible pain in my life, so, I can't let anyone hurt master ,including you!"

I think if my eyes were swords, my father would be riddled with wounds at this moment, "What have you given me since I was born? Nurturing? Care? Love? Companionship? Do you have it? Do you have it? Why do you think that you are a relative and the master is a stranger?"

Father finally trembled uncontrollably, "Huai Su, it's useless for me to treat you..."

"You are rare, you think it's good, I don't care," I waved my hand, like brushing off the dust stuck to my clothes, "Whether it's precious jewels before the age of ten, or visits every year after the age of ten, What you do is never what I really care about and desire. Before I was ten years old, I wanted a father. The life of an illegitimate child who was despised by others, my wish is fulfilled. After the age of ten, the most important person in my life has gone away, and I don't want anything anymore, and you, at that time, popped up again and said it was my father, Oh, I'm sorry, you father, you came too late and missed the time when I needed it the most. The meaning of my father to me is nothing more than a necessary responsibility tied to my blood."

As far as I looked down, my father's clothes trembled slightly, even his fingertips trembled. He must have been too angry to speak. I smiled, but my mouth seemed to be stuffed with coptis. It's him, he believed my words, very good, I must not care about him and hurt him, otherwise, he doesn't know what to do to the people around me.

As for myself, I want to forget some kind of heartache. In order to protect important people, I have to say sorry to my mother. My mother is definitely unwilling to hear what I said today.

But from the beginning, I must get the ending I want.

I smiled and gave my father the last blow, "Actually, the last question is not a question. Why did you kill him? Is it because of your mother?"

My father was shocked and was knocked down by me. His back, which seemed to be straight forever, suddenly softened, and he collapsed in the chair. I stood quietly in front of him, waiting for him in a leisurely manner. Said: "Don't guess!"

I laughed maliciously, "Okay, I won't make random guesses. If I really want to know about the old accounts from decades ago, I may not necessarily have to go through you. I'm not asking why I'm talking to you today."

(End of this chapter)