Shi Wei staggered and wanted to run to her father immediately, but unfortunately her legs were short and her body was small, so she couldn't take big steps. She always felt so far away from her father, as if she could never reach him.
No! You can't just watch daddy go away like this!
He fell down and got up again! At this time, the enemy slashed at Prince Gong's shoulder. The next second, the enemy who was attacking was stabbed in the neck by Prince Gong. Another wave of enemies came up, and after a fierce battle
, the sharp sword pierced Prince Gong's body, but the man still stood firm and did not move even half a step, because he knew that behind him was the life of his wife and children.
When he killed the last enemy that rushed towards him, Prince Gong raised his head and felt that his eyes seemed to be dazzled by the dazzling sunlight.
He used his sword to support his body. After a while, his body fell to the side.
When Shi Wei arrived, she tried with all her strength to hold her father's body up, but it backfired.
The man looked at the tearful little daughter, half-kneeling in front of her, using his sword to support her with one hand, and stroking her oval-like face with the other. The warmth transmitted by his rough big hands made Shi Wei feel very warm.
Prince Gong asked lovingly: "Are you not injured, Yan'er?"
Shi Wei nodded vigorously.
"How brave. Yan'er is daddy's good daughter." The man smiled so charmingly, blood dripped down his forehead, and his sight was blocked. Like a loving father, he wanted to give Shi Wei something at the last moment of his life.
Strength. Just like when he praised her, he would gently touch her head.
Beauty is annihilated in an instant, and things in the world are impermanent and unpredictable.
"Daddy, daddy, are you okay? Let's go see the imperial doctor quickly!"
Prince Gong shook his head. His body had been stabbed in an important organ, and there was too much blood flow, so there was no possibility of survival. If he hadn't been supported by the strong desire to protect his wife and children, he might not have been able to annihilate all the enemies.
With one man fighting against hundreds of enemies, Prince Gong's record was unparalleled in this country. If the rebels' actions could have been predicted in advance, they might not have suffered such heavy losses.
"Yan'er, please remember that you are the princess of this country, and you have the responsibilities that a princess should bear. From now on, dad can no longer be by Yan'er's side. Yan'er must study hard and live well. Mother.
I leave my marriage to you. I hope that my father will be a father who can make Yan'er proud. Live well, and you must live, Yan'er..."
"Yan'er understands, Yan'er understands. Dad, don't talk too much. Let's go find the imperial doctor. We will be able to do it soon..."
There was no reply.
Time has stopped.
In the center of the pile of corpses, the little girl opened her eyes wide. The man lowered his head, his blood-stained hair drooping, and he remained motionless holding the sword. The man was quiet and speechless. Shi
Wei's small hand covered the man's big hand, and she wanted to wake him up. She thought he must be too tired to fall asleep.
The childish voice of the girl calling "Daddy" and "Daddy" is heartbreaking.
It seemed like she was the only one in the world, and her world had collapsed.
Realizing that she could never bring that man back, Princess Qiyun could no longer cry.
The first time she understood death was when her dog named Sanmao died of illness.
She sniffed and then stood up shakily, the girl's black hair being messed up by the wind.
Now is not the time to cry. She still remembers her father's words to find her mother.
