"So what?" Ye Qianning said calmly.
Qian Fanji's heart surged, and there were so many things she wanted to say, but she couldn't say them out in the face of her insipidity.
But no matter what, she is his daughter. No matter what happened to her in the past, he will have thousands of families in the future, and one day the coldness on her body will be dispelled.
"Qian Shangshu, my father will be here later. Please Qian Shangshu not to talk too much, otherwise don't blame me for turning against you." Ye Qianning left the message and turned around and walked out of the room.
What a coincidence, it happened to be his daughter.
"Miss, are you not going to eat?" Rowan came in with the food.
"I'll go down and eat." Ye Qianning waved her hand.
Luo Wen brought the food into the room: "Qian Shangshu, have you made my eldest lady unhappy?"
Qian Fanji stared at the basin.
"I'm not telling you, Qian Shangshu, our eldest lady saved you from danger yesterday. If you are not grateful, forget it and make her angry. Do you have any conscience?" Luo Wen put down the food: "If the eldest lady hadn't ordered you to deliver the food, I'm too lazy to talk to you."
Qian Fanji raised her head: "Did she ask for the food to be delivered?"
"Other than my eldest lady, who else cares about you so much? I don't know the kindness of people." Rowan threw down the food and hummed and left.
Qian Fanji's heart skipped a beat, and her face lit up with joy. She walked slowly to the table and sat down. He picked up the quiver, and his vision seemed to be hallucinating.
He saw Ye Qianning also picking up chopsticks and smiling at him, Dad, hurry up and eat, in a childish and nice voice.
"Eat." Qian Fanji picked up the chicken legs and put them in her bowl. She stretched out her hand and her vision suddenly became clear. She paused for a moment before taking her fingers back.
over……
Another crazy one.
Downstairs, Ye Qianning had just finished eating when Xiang Minghou arrived. He got off his horse and rushed to the inn.
"father."
When Xiang Minghou Xun Sheng saw the little man sitting by the window, he immediately walked over and said, "You're a girl that makes dad worried."
"Yesterday, I sent my fourth wife to Sifang Town. I saw the bustling town and walked around the city." Ye Qianning said with a smile.
"You didn't even send a letter back. I was so scared that my father couldn't sleep all night." Xiang Minghou breathed a sigh of relief at this moment.
Ye Qianning scratched his head: "I forgot."
"I see you're okay, Dad... Hey, what's wrong with your neck?" Xiang Minghou noticed a thin scar on her neck.
"I went to play in Sifang Mountain yesterday. The grass was growing very high, and I accidentally got pinched by a blade of grass." Ye Qianning touched his neck. The wound was only shallow, and according to his father's observation, it was quite thin.
Xiang Minghou felt distressed and raised his head to glare at the people behind him: "Luo Wen, Luo Xuan, how did you take care of her? If this neck was strangled a little harder, her life would be gone."
"I know I was wrong, please let me punish you, general."
Luo Wen and Luo Xuan knelt down on one knee. Seeing the scars on the neck of their eldest daughter, they were filled with hostility towards Qian Fanji.
"Go back and get twenty military sticks for each person."
"yes."
Ye Qianning told her own lies, not wanting to implicate Luo Wen and the others, so she jumped off the chair and walked to Xiang Minghou, holding his arm with her little hand: "Dad, I don't blame them, it's just me being playful, don't punish them."
"How can that work? You are injured like this and they are unscathed."
"Dad, I really don't blame them, dad..." Ye Qianning shook her arms and acted coquettishly.
Xiang Minghou is usually the one who likes her the most: "Okay, okay."
"Dad, did you promise not to punish them?" Ye Qianning's eyes lit up.
Xiang Minghou coughed lightly and pretended to be dignified: "I won't do this next time."
"Thank you, Dad. Dad is the best." Ye Qianning hugged his arm and rested her head on his shoulder, feeling pleased.
