After attacking the tyrant, I held the wrong thigh

Chapter 25 Dad
The superb medical skills of her grandfather and father still couldn't save her.

The whole family fell into despair and sadness. At that time, she didn't understand what death was.

Still happy every day.

Until one day, the gate of the house was full of people, and the people who had been favored by their family brought flowers and wept at the gate of their house.

She was too young to understand what it meant, so she squeezed in to read.

Her father was lying on the same bed, her mother looked miserable, and her grandfather seemed to have aged several decades.

Her mother hugged her and cried: "Xuxu, don't forget your father, he loves you the most in this world."

She asked naively, "Why doesn't Dad get up and hug me?"

Her mother was at a loss for words.

At that time, she didn't know that her father accidentally fell off the cliff and passed away in order to go to the cliff to pick herbs for her terminal illness.

She has never seen her father since then, only seeing him through the photos on the table.

After another half a year, a Taoist priest came to the family and said that her fate was extremely precious, and a mortal body could not be crushed. If she wanted to survive, she had to enter the Tao.

At that time, she was only five and a half years old, so she was sent to the mountains by her family to practice Taoism every day.

The master is an extremely powerful hermit Taoist. The master told her that the Jing family's practice of medicine for generations should not be cut off with her, so she was asked to practice both Taoism and medicine.

I followed my master for some years and practiced in seclusion. Every half a month, I would go home to study medicine.

But as she got older, her father's sudden departure also left indelible regrets and obsessions in her heart.

She was obsessed with being ignorant at that time, and she didn't even know how to cry when he left.

Obsessed with him when he died, and didn't give him a hug.

When Jing Xu dreamed back at midnight, he always cried and shed tears.

Now she was dreaming again, dreaming that her father hugged her high and said with a smile: Xuxu is the most precious treasure in the world.

"Father—" Jing Xu cried and sobbed in his dream.

Tears kept flowing.

Jing Yu, who was taking a nap, was awakened by the crying, and he wanted to kick her away annoyed.

But I heard her shout again: "Dad—"

Daddy means father among the people, Jing Yu knew it, but he didn't expect this kid to miss his father.

She can cry so sad even in a dream, she is completely different from the usual bold and unruly play of her cards.

That sad little face made Jing Yu's heart soften, and he reached out to hold the dirty Jing Xu in his arms, and patted her on the back lightly.

Jing Xu's dream also changed at this time.

When Jing Xu was crying looking for her father, a figure appeared in her dream, waving at her.

"Xuxu, don't cry, Dad loves you forever."

Jing Xu was soothed, and the tears stopped falling. In the dream, it was as if he had reconciled with the five-year-old obsession.

Shouting to that figure: "Dad, I love you too—"

"I love you forever--"

Jing Yu's hands stopped completely, his eyes also stopped, he retracted his hands, and lay down.

Looking at the ancient wood-colored dragon couch, Jing Yu's eyes sank into emptiness.

"Your Majesty, there is a servant who claims to be this young lady's servant who came to ask to see you." Eunuch Su saw the time when His Majesty should wake up, and gently knocked on the door.

Jing Yu frowned slightly, got up and put on his clothes, covered the little thing with a quilt, closed the curtain, and walked out.

Sunlight outside the door.

Siwen knelt on the ground: "My servant Siwen kowtows to His Majesty, long live Your Majesty, long live, long live, long live."


(End of this chapter)