Everyone was in an uproar. Batuzi sat in his seat, puffing out his belly arrogantly, and his plump figure seemed to overflow from behind the table.
"It turns out that your beautiful father's legs are disabled, no wonder you all have been waiting for so long!"
Di Qing was a generous man. When he heard Batuzi's sour words, he immediately said boldly: "We have friends coming from afar, so what does it matter if we wait! Why say such sour words!"
"General Di, have you forgotten that in the battle with Anguo, it was Guimei's father who fought in front of you?" Batuzi reminded him with ill intentions.
"Oh?" Di Qing shook first and put his fist under his chin to think carefully. He probably fought with too many people and couldn't remember which one for a while.
The civil servant next to him smiled and reminded: "That Prince An was so audacious that he rushed to your formation with a dagger! You don't remember!"
"That's enough!" Before Di Qing could answer, I couldn't help but become frightened.
The emperor was angry and the courtiers were frightened.
The ministers collectively stood up, walked around the table and knelt at my feet: "Your Majesty, please calm down!"
Calm down? Can I calm down? Xia Yan next to me looked at me with a strange look, as if to say, is it all such a fuss?
Of course, because it’s not your father you’re scolding!
"You are all highly respected people, why are you talking about other people's rights and wrongs behind their backs like village women in the mountains? Changting is now my concubine. According to folk rules, I should call him father-in-law. Insulting him is equivalent to insulting me!"
I almost yelled at the last sentence.
All the ministers were stunned and quickly kowtowed and admitted their mistake: "Your Majesty, please calm down. I have made a mistake!"
"Hmph!" I shook my sleeves and pretended to hold Xia Yan's hand: "My dear beauty, I just made you feel wronged!"
Xia Yan gave me a cool look: "I am not wronged!"
Damn it, can you cooperate a little bit?
Just as I was thinking about what to say next, I heard the rapid sound of horse hooves in the distance. My heart tightened and I quickly looked towards the source of the sound.
A maroon horse appeared in front of everyone, and a thin man got off the horse. That face was so familiar that it made me want to cry.
It has been three months, and there is absolutely no longer separation than this in my memory!
Father dismounted and walked towards us! Although he was limping a little awkwardly, in my eyes he was no different from ordinary people.
"What do you usually call him?" Xia Yan suddenly leaned into my ear and asked.
"Dad!" I replied quickly.
After hearing my answer, Xia Yan's face suddenly twitched.
What are you doing? Isn’t it right to call me daddy?
Father strode towards us. As the distance got closer, his speed increased, and in the end he was almost jogging.
"Changting..." A familiar voice came to my face.
Father is calling me!
This sound made my legs move forward involuntarily, just like a soldier on the battlefield who suddenly hears the horn of charge and approaches the sound regardless of his own safety.
But...but but...
Just when I thought my father would rush over and hug me, and there would be a touching scene of a father-daughter embrace in the next moment, my father actually turned a blind eye to me, slid past me, and held me in his arms.
The man's hand behind me.
That hand belongs to Xia Yan!
"Changting, I miss you so much!" His father looked at Xia Yan with tears streaming down his face.
I suddenly looked back and saw Xia Yan's face twitching, and he spat out two words like shit: "Ah - Dad!"
