"Just come back." Zhan Qingcheng stretched out his other big palm and hugged the little girl in front of him tightly.
Feng Jiuer looked at his chin with wide eyes, not minding how hard he applied it.
This fool is even more stupid than her father, but he is also as cute as her father.
She seems to be falling in love with him more and more, so much that she can't help herself.
"Prince Ye is seriously injured. Should we let him go in and rest first?"
Jian Yi's voice interrupted the thoughts of the two people hugging each other.
Feng Jiuer suddenly realized what she was doing. She pushed Zhan Qingcheng and left in his arms.
Turning around and looking at the pale man, Feng Jiuer felt so guilty that she even ran faster than usual.
"No rush! I'm fine." Feng Li said softly.
Feng Jiuer pursed her lips, smiled a little apologetically, and went over to help Feng Li into the bedroom in the wing with Jian one by one.
"Jianyi, go get some warm water." Feng Jiuer took out the pills and put them aside.
"Okay." Jianyi nodded and disappeared in an instant.
Except for Master Jingxin who was still outside with her eyes closed, Zhan Qingcheng and Mu Mu all entered the bedroom.
"Jiu'er, what happened? Who saved you?"
Mu Mu casually pulled a chair and placed it behind Zhan Qingcheng, but his eyes remained locked on Feng Jiuer.
This girl was obviously seriously injured, but she didn't expect that she came back as a different person in a blink of an eye, and her internal strength seemed to be better than before her martial arts was disabled.
Feng Jiu'er, who was sitting on the bed and holding Feng Li's big palm, looked back.
As soon as she met Zhan Qingcheng's gaze, her crescent eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she seemed to naturally shift her gaze to look at Mu Mu.
"I don't know what happened. After I woke up, he was the only one beside me..."
Pursing her lips, Feng Jiuer turned back to look at Feng Li.
"It was my father who saved me. In order to save me, he passed on all his lifelong skills to me."
"That's why he looks inappropriate. My father is not Feng Qiongcang, but Feng Li, the most handsome man in the Feng clan."
Feng Jiuer's voice was very low, but she could not hide the joy and pride on her face.
Facing Feng Li's somewhat anxious gaze, Feng Jiu'er smiled lightly and waved her hand.
"It's okay, they all came here for me. They even left half of Beimu Country to come to the Feng Clan for me."
"Dad, I believe in them, and I hope you can believe in them too."
Feng Jiuer didn't know that Jian Yi was walking in, but she didn't hide Jian Yi's intention.
Except for the nun outside, Feng Jiuer is very relieved about the three people here.
Jian Yi, carrying tea, walked in confused.
He looked at Feng Jiu'er, who was standing up and looked back at him.
"Don't look at me like that. I just learned about the situation."
When she turned around, Jianyi said softly: "You hold it, I'll do it."
Putting the object in Feng Jiu'er's hand, he moved his sword forward and helped Feng Li up.
"Jiu'er, you said that Lord Ye is your biological father. What's going on?"
"Tell me, I don't know either." Feng Jiuer put down the tray, picked up a bowl of warm water, and sat down by the bed again.
"Dad, come and take the medicine. This is my special pill. You will feel better after taking it."
Feng Li looked at the two people not far away and opened his mouth to accept his daughter's service.
Feng Jiuer knew her father's doubts. She had also been hurt by the person she trusted the most.
However, everyone has done so much for her alone, and she doesn't even have basic trust, which is so heartbreaking.
After swallowing the medicine, Feng Li looked at the young people in front of him, leaning gently on the quilt at the head of the bed.
"All this is my fault."
Feng Jiuer felt very uncomfortable seeing him like this.
After more than ten years of separation, my father didn’t even know that my mother was still alive.
"Dad, what happened back then? Why did you and mother separate?"
"Back then, your mother and I met in Beimu Country."
Speaking of what happened back then, Fengli's expression did not change, but the luster in his eyes was extremely gentle.
Feng Jiuer looked at him for a moment, as if she wanted to learn more about the relationship between her father and mother in Feng Li's deep eyes.
The look in Long Feiyan's eyes frightened Feng Jiu'er. She couldn't feel any love from her mother for her father.
Fortunately, in her father's eyes, she could see and even clearly feel his affection for her mother.
"I failed her." Feng Li sighed lightly, "I promised that I would go back, but I couldn't do it."
"Then why don't you go back?" Feng Jiuer pursed her lips and frowned, "Do you know that my mother..."
"I know." Feng Li looked at Feng Jiu'er with a look of regret on his face, "She's dead."
"Due to an accident, I have to return to the Phoenix Clan. Before I went back, I promised Long'er that I would definitely return to Beimu Country to find her, but I... broke my promise to her."
Feng Li put Feng Jiu'er's hands in his palms, closed his eyes, and covered up his pain.
"The change that Lord Ye is talking about is the death of the previous emperor of the Feng clan and Feng Qiongcang proclaiming himself emperor?" Zhan Qingcheng, who was sitting not far away, said in a deep voice.
Feng Jiuer looked back, then immediately looked back at Feng Li.
"Dad, Uncle Nine Emperors said..."
"Yeah." Feng Li nodded in response, "But after all, it's still my own problem."
"Even people who once had great power sometimes make miscalculations." Zhan Qingcheng's voice sounded again.
Feng Jiuer frowned, stood up, and turned to look at Zhan Qingcheng.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, what is going on? Can't you explain it clearly?"
Feng Jiuer really found that talking to these two people would not work if they were less patient.
However, she had forgotten that the two people she was talking to now were absolutely as precious as gold when facing other people.
Feng Li couldn't explain why he fought against Qingcheng because of guilt in his heart. If this matter hadn't been related to his girl, he would never have said a word more.
"It is rumored that soon after Prince Ye returned to the palace, he fell seriously ill and was in a coma for a long time. I have to ask Prince Ye to know if this is the case."
Zhan Qingcheng looked at Feng Jiuer with soft eyes.
Whether he was in a good mood because his Jiu'er was back or because the little girl had obtained Feng Li's peerless magic, only Zhan Qingcheng knew.
Feng Jiuer turned around and looked at Feng Li, her eyebrows furrowed slightly.
"Dad, is what Uncle Nine Emperors said true? How come you are so good and so good, why do you get sick?"
As long as Feng Li nods, Feng Jiu'er will not disbelieve it.
He is just a good-natured person with such great martial arts skills. How can he get sick just when he gets sick? Is this really not a coincidence?
Feng Li met Feng Jiu'er's gaze, and his expression became even darker.
"Jiu'er, it's all dad's fault. You have every right to be angry. If I had gone back then, your mother might not have died."
"I betrayed her. Even before she died, I didn't even have an explanation. I...wasted my life as a husband."
