Jiu Ci walked on the dead wood road with Qing Ge in his arms.
The blood connection makes them close to each other and become each other's relatives.
Everyone else saw her stubbornness, but Jiu Ci saw her fragility with his own eyes both times.
Luanfeng Nanshan, she collapsed and dug graves.
In the main city of Xizhou, she cried until she was powerless.
Why do girls who are supposed to be delicate have to endure so much in their youth?
Jiu Ci thought that he had suffered enough, but in front of his sister, it was completely insignificant.
How strong is she to survive the hardships and reach this day, where she can become the emperor of the ages at the age of twenty?
The moonlight was bright, the dead trees were rustling, and the breeze was gentle. Jiu Ci took a detour and carried Qing Ge into the house and placed her on the soft bed.
He reached out his hand and wiped away Qingge's tears.
The sound of slight footsteps sounded, and the little bun walked in from the outside. When he saw Qing Ge, the little bun pursed his lips.
"Mother is very sad, isn't it?" Little Baozi's eyes flashed slightly, mist filled his eyes, and he looked at Jiu Ci with wide eyes.
Jiu Ci knelt down, put his arms around the little bun, and rubbed his head, "Ye'er, you have to be good, you know, your mother, there will be no mother in the future." At this point, Jiu Ci's voice was choked,
His eyes instantly turned red, and he couldn't speak anymore. He turned his head away and quietly wiped the tears from the end of his eyes.
Little Baozi climbed up onto the bed with great effort, curled up into a small ball and nestled in Qingge's arms. He closed his eyes slightly, his eyelashes quivered, and his little hands held on to Qingge's clothes.
Jiuci retreated slowly.
Walking out of the house, I saw Ye Jingfeng, who was drunk alone.
Ye Jingfeng sat on the ground, surrounded by wine jars, and the whites of his eyes were all bloodshot and scarlet.
Night Feng fell down listlessly, murmuring Yan Bingtong's name continuously.
"Madam, wait for me, wait for me to kill that void, wait for my two children to be settled, I will go to the underworld to find you. In this life, I have failed you in the end..."
Night Jingfeng closed his eyes, and two lines of tears flowed from both sides of his eyes. His heart seemed to be cracked, and there was no longer any warm light and fire in the dark night.
He didn't dare to sleep because he was afraid of nightmares.
After learning the truth, as soon as he closed his eyes, he would think of Yan Bingtong's suffering in the past twenty years.
Night tremors filled his body with the strong and pungent smell of wine, and he lay on the ground covered with haystacks, hugging the wine jar.
Jiu Ci looked at him complicatedly. Throughout the whole day, he deliberately avoided Night Jing Feng.
The autumn wind is bleak, with a biting coolness.
Seeing no one around, Jiu Ci helped Ye Jingfeng by himself.
"No matter how old you are, you still don't know how to take care of your body. You are still like a child, and you are not as sensible as Ge'er and Ye'er." Jiuci's eyes wandered and he said in a muffled voice.
Ye Jingfeng's body kept shaking, and his heavy head hit Jiu Ci's shoulder, making it impossible for Jiu Ci to push away.
"I don't know how lucky you are to be able to take care of me. Don't think that because you are my father, I will be polite to you." Jiuci snorted and turned his eyes away slightly, but the corners of his lips curled up.
There was an arc that was not easily noticeable.
It would be great if my mother was still alive.
The family of four he longed for was clearly right in front of him, yet so distant and elusive.
Jiu Ci helped Ye Jingfeng back to the room, then brought Ye Jingfeng sobering soup, and supported Ye Jingfeng to drink the sobering soup.
However, I drank too much due to night terrors, and even after drinking a bowl of hangover soup, I still felt groggy and did not feel better.
Jiuci sighed helplessly, arranged Ye Jingfeng's body and covered him with a soft quilt.
Jiu Ci sat in front of the bed, holding his forehead in his hands and looking ahead in confusion.
He has always been carefree and is the most scolding man on the street in Jiujie.
When he met Fang Yu, he discovered how sinister the human heart can be.
Twenty years of imprisonment and torture, every step of the plot, and insidious thoughts were all unbelievable to Jiu Ci.
What shocked Jiu Ci even more was that Fang Yu actually threatened him with the order of Qing Ge and asked him to become Fang Yu's prisoner.
One day passed, I had night terrors, a splitting headache, and my nose was still full of the smell of alcohol.
After a night of terror and confusion, he slowly opened his slightly swollen eyes and saw Jiu Ci's back sitting on the edge of the bed.
Jiu Ci sat in this posture all night. Ye Jingfeng was a little at a loss when he saw Jiu Ci.
It was like an unexpected surprise, and when he was in grief, Ye Jingfeng really didn't know how to face it.
"Are you awake?" Jiu Ci stood up with his back to Ye Jingfeng, without even looking at Ye Jingfeng.
"Well..." When Ye Jingfeng started to speak, he realized that his voice was so hoarse.
He looked at his son with confusion, he was close by blood, but he was also extremely strange.
"It's good to wake up. Don't get drunk next time. If you're too drunk, don't imitate other people's drinking. Can drinking solve the problem? You are really not half as smart as my sister." Jiuci said nonstop.
Ye Jingfeng listened and laughed.
At this moment, Jiu Ci and Qing Ge are the driving force that supports his survival.
These two children did not grow up with their parents and were not changed by the bad environment. They went through many hardships to achieve what they are today.
As a father, he is very proud and also very guilty.
"If one day my father is gone, you two brothers and sisters must depend on each other." As soon as Ye Jingfeng spoke, his nose became sore and tears welled up in his eyes.
Ye Jingfeng held Jiu Ci's hand, but Jiu Ci resisted and wanted to pull it back. Ye Jingfeng held it tightly, looked at him, and said in a hoarse and clear voice: "Your father is not a god of war, let alone a god of war."
What a great man, he is stupid, not even as good as an ordinary father. For the sake of his own bravery, he doesn't care about your life and lets you two fend for yourself for twenty years. I know that you have endured hardships in these years.
Ge'er has suffered too, and it's all because of your father's incompetence that you have suffered these grievances."
Jiu Ci's eyes turned red, his back was still turned to Ye Jingfeng, and his hand was still held in Ye Jingfeng's palm.
The touch of warmth on his fingertips was what he once thought was out of reach and what he thought about at night.
Jiu Ci didn't want to look back, but instead held Ye Jingfeng's hand.
"Good boy, in the future, my father will do his best to protect you brothers and sisters, and wait until you get married and start a business..." In this way, he can go after his dead wife.
Jiu Ci suddenly withdrew his hand and strode out.
When he reached the threshold, Jiu Ci stopped and looked at Ye Jingfeng, "When we get married and start a business, do you want to go alone? You are really not a good father. Now that we don't have a mother, at least we two brothers and sisters still have you.
If you also leave, will I become an orphan again? Even though I am used to being an orphan, are you willing to let your sister lose her father? To be honest, my sister still doesn’t know the news of her brother-in-law’s death, and now the news of her mother’s death has
She collapsed. If she learns about the death of her brother-in-law again, how do you want her to live? Since you want to be a good father, you should always stay by my sister and me and never leave."