The Emperor's Young Master has turned black again

Chapter 321 Still Compassionate
Jun Mohan was in a trance, the sound of weapons flashed in front of his eyes, and the shrill and painful cry reminded him of the fire and the night of blood when he was ignorant.

He lost too many people around him that night. He was also covered by someone, and he hid in the dark and watched everything with red eyes. His parents were buried there, and countless relatives were buried there.

There are also those subordinates around his father, who once hugged him kindly, and some said that when he grows up, they will also serve him.

Some of them even said that they would bring him delicious food the next time they went on a mission to another country.

That night, he was overwhelmed by the cold sacrifice in his body, and the cold almost drowned all his thoughts.

He looked at the flames, smelled the blood, and felt cold all over his body.

The longing for the loved ones has never faded after more than 20 years of memory, but those dark pains are engraved in the bottom of my heart.

Feng Sujin's eyes on Shangjun Mohan suddenly froze. She found that Jun Mohan defended her and loved her everywhere, and illuminated her with his tenderness and brightness. In fact, he also has those deep pains in his heart, right?

At this moment, she saw too many emotions in his eyes. For some reason, just looking at him like this made her feel like you hurt me too.

Feng Sujin hugged Jun Mohan tightly.

At this moment, she didn't say anything, but made an important decision in her heart, that is, she must work hard to be happy and laugh more, and she must use her bright posture to illuminate Jun Mohan's heart .

Jun Mohan sighed inwardly, she couldn't control her emotions just now, and she saw it.

"Ajin, you will know some things. I won't say it now, but I just think it's dangerous for you."

Feng Sujin took a deep breath, she understood that she was still not strong enough, but if she was strong enough, she could get rid of the danger.

No matter how dangerous her Mr. Jiajun's path is, she will accompany him all the way.

Jun Mohan patted Feng Sujin on the shoulder, "Go, father is waiting for you."

Now that Feng Yiyue was transferred from the ambulance ward to the nursing ward, Jun Mohan pointed out the location of the room to Feng Sujin.

Then he took the flower in his hand to Feng Sujin and asked her to bring it in.

Feng Sujin nodded deeply and solemnly, and walked towards the door in the direction Jun Mohan pointed.

She took a deep breath, tried her best to smile, then held the flower in one hand and pushed open the door with the other.

After entering the door, she saw her father sitting on the bed. His gaze was still loving, as if the time hadn't changed anything.

"Jin'er, my child."

Feng Yiyue's eyes trembled with broken light, such tolerance and kindness, watching the children he loves grow up so much.

At first glance, she was still a little girl.

Feng Yiyue's hands trembled, and he couldn't help but want to reach out and touch his daughter's face.

Feng Sujin tried her best to smile, but why are her eyes so sour, she shouldn't shed tears, don't make her father sad...

Enduring her sore and swollen eyes, she walked to her father's bed with heavy steps, "Dad!"

"Good, good boy."

Feng Yiyu stretched out his hand tremblingly. He had just woken up from a long sleep, and his fingers were still a little clumsy, but it didn't affect him to put his hand on Feng Sujin's head and pat lightly.

"You've grown up so much, Dad, I'm sorry."

Feng Yiyue's eyes are kind but also apologetic, as if he knows everything, and there is undisguised fatherly love in his eyes, with subtle pain in his eyes.

As long as parents have the ability, they don't want their children to suffer any hardship.

(End of this chapter)