She turned her head slowly, with her big forehead and bright eyes, she swallowed back the tear forced by the pain, biting her lip with a hint of sarcasm: "Great Father
',Do you still recognize me?"
Luo Jia suddenly felt a little embarrassed, because of his "exclamation" - he had indeed recognized her a long time ago, a long time ago! However, he always vaguely hoped that it was not the case.
Her eyes fell on his whip, and a trace of resentment flashed through it. It had always been like this, with the whip, his prisoner. But he liked to wear a veil of tenderness.
He met her gaze and slowly lowered the whip in his hand. Only then did he realize that the ugly girl had grown up. In a hurry, many years had passed. The ugly girl had turned into a slim girl.
Eighteen changes - his complexion changed first. How many years has it been? Six years? Seven years? Or eight years? If it was eight years, wouldn't she?
He forced himself to calm down, and his tone was like a majestic but kind father: "Fangfei, you have grown up!"
It seems like endless sighs. Such a small thing can become like this.
Fangfei looked carefully at the man with the exquisite feather crown on his head. Over the years, he had not changed, not at all. In the days when she first entered the temple, she often thought of this "father" and his pastries.
, his apple, thinking of the princess house shaded by flowers. It was the first tenderness she got in her life, a feeling like a father. Later, she was taught literacy by the high priest, which was a kind of devilish training.
Method - It seems that what they want to train is not a holy virgin princess, but a profound doctor. 12 hours a day, used for reading and learning various skills, will take up seven or eight hours. Even eating is in a hurry
Yes, even when eating, I am learning different skills.
She didn't understand why, but she didn't dare to disobey. Fortunately, the high priest left for a period of time every year. During that time, she was free, although it was short. Only this year, the high priest left for too long.
She almost forgot about his existence.
During the long years of loneliness, while passing the time with the books in the library, I accidentally came across a record of "heresy" - which even the high priest didn't know about. This book recorded a secret, which is the origin of the god Zongmu in the Northern Kingdom.
After that, she eagerly searched for similar books and secretly studied the words she couldn't understand, not because of interest, but because she was eager to unlock the secret. Unknowingly, the years passed. Slowly, she understood.
Luojia, where is the loving father? He is a wolf, a wolf in sheep's clothing.