The favorite wife of the black-bellied prime minister

Chapter 492 The Mystery of Life Experience (3)
Bai Lijing was silent for a while, and said with a wry smile: "Your Majesty, I still don't believe that my surname is Bai. Your Majesty knows where I come from, so how can I be named Bai? How can my biological father be here? I don't understand, and I can't believe it." .”

She came from the south of the Yangtze River, where the water and soil raised her, even if she is not a princess, she should at least be born in the south of the Yangtze River. Just based on a few words from the King of Medicine in Beijun, she believed that she was from the Bai family of Xingyang, a wealthy family of the Great Qin Dynasty?absurd!
In fact, Bai Lijing didn't want to condense on this, and cares a lot about these trivial matters, but if she admitted her background easily, what would Jun Zhi think?Naturally, she should be a little puzzled, so that people can see that she doesn't take it for granted.She is an outsider, if she wants to gain a firm foothold in a strange place, she has to grasp something, and at any time, she has to take the initiative, even if outsiders seem to be showing weakness.

Seeing her making such sad gestures, showing pain and doubts on her face, Jun Zhi felt a pain in his heart, and he began to think about her from the standpoint of a husband, knowing that she had gone through those deceptions and was no longer willing to trust anyone.Even the parents who have raised her for 17 years can be fake, so how can she trust her biological father?
Jun Zhi kissed her hand pityingly, and coaxed gently: "Believe it or not, Jing'er, meet him first, and solve any questions together. No matter who you are, you are my queen, my child mother, that will never change."

Bai Lijing looked directly into Jun Zhi's eyes, her brows were slightly frowned, her face was timid and flustered, her eyes were wet, and she said softly: "Your Majesty said so, then see you, maybe even if I see you, I won't recognize you." he."

During the past few days of being in contact with Bailijing, Beijun Yaowang had already seen her face. She was not timid, and she was even thoughtful and measured. He thought she was prepared enough to face the reality and the truth, and would not Bewildered by Bai Yue's appearance.

But maybe that's not the case, she is still a child after all, this face is very similar to Yan Ran's, whenever there is a trace of displeasure, his heart twitches, he believes everything she says, and follows her unconditionally.He was never a confidant of the Great Qin Emperor, he was only loyal to his own heart.

Junzhi didn't want to procrastinate, so he had to make the two meet today, seeing Bailijing let go, he said to the burly figure standing upright outside the curtain: "Third uncle, come in."

He first opened his mouth to call uncle, no longer treating each other as an emperor, but also being polite to his father-in-law.

Bai Yue waited outside the curtain until his whole body was numb. Hearing the hoarse female voice, his eyes were sore. As soon as Jun Zhi finished speaking, his hands immediately grabbed the thin curtain, as if he had made up his mind. Pull it away with determination!

There was a woman lying on the dragon couch in front of him, looking in his direction with inexplicable eyes, she was silent and silent, but Bai Yue could breathe a sigh of relief, the moment he saw her face, Bai Yue's originally cold eyes widened, almost exactly the same as the Beijun Yaowang's expression that day, and he called out a name with trembling lips: "Yan...Yan Ran."

After yelling, he hurriedly ran two steps forward, this time he no longer hesitated, as if seeing a faint shadow at first, he was eager to catch her, fearing that she would disappear again.

Fanhua's brain is not very good, she may be able to distinguish different tastes when eating, and she can smell what kind of food is cooking in someone's stove, but she is the weakest in human relationships. The empress was discussing something, and saw the strange man with a broken arm running towards the curtain, Fan Hua hurriedly said: "Oh, the strange man, don't run too fast, it will scare the empress!"

Fanhua had already received Bailijing's order before, to obey the emperor's will in front of others, this time the emperor did not let her into the curtain, so naturally she couldn't go in rashly, she just shouted anxiously outside.

This cry brought Bai Yue back to his senses, and when his eyes were brought together again, he realized that Bai Cang had stretched out a hand to separate him - he was naturally afraid that Bai Yue's impulsiveness would disturb Bai Lijing.

However, Bai Yue's unbearable hatred erupted at this move of Beijun Yaowang. He gritted his teeth and glared at Beijun Yaowang, saying, "Don't act pretentious in front of me! My daughter, when is your turn to intervene!"

The two brothers who were able to get along peacefully last night suddenly turned against each other without warning.

After Beijun Yaowang was scolded, he silently let go of the hand that was stretched out to block the way, as if acquiescing to Bai Yue's accusation against him. He turned his back to the direction of the dragon couch, and did not look at Bailijing's expression.

Bai Yue obviously didn't want to continue entangled in the past, his eyes were chasing after his daughter... Her face was pale and haggard, scars could still be seen vaguely, her eyes were strange, to him as a father.

Bai Yue suddenly fell short and knelt down in front of the dragon couch. His armor was heavy and he hadn't taken it off since last night. Now when he knelt down, although he tried his best to slow down his strength, there was still a lot of noise when the armor collided.

Jun Zhi took great care of his wife, he frowned when he saw this, if not for his reason, he would definitely stop Bai Yue from coming.He was afraid of frightening her and irritating her.

But Bai Yue's next words and deeds made Jun Zhi stunned——

I saw the generalissimo who had passed forty years staring intently at the girl on the dragon bed, and said in an extremely gentle and deliberate voice: "Son, it's father, father is here...do you recognize me?"

As he spoke, he pointed to himself with the only remaining right arm, and the left arm on the other side was empty.

Naturally, Bailijing didn't know her.

So her gaze remained strange and empty, staring at him as if she were looking at a stranger.

Although Bai Yue had expected her answer, he was still eager to prove himself. He searched his brains and tried his best, like a clumsy actor performing a clumsy trick. He said anxiously, "Son, what should I call you? Your name is Bai Jing, father." Discussed with your mother, this is the girl's name, oh, if you follow your mother's surname, it will be called Yan Shu. Your mother said that her favorite among the three hundred poems is the song "Quiet Girl", Jing Girl Qishu, quiet girl Qishu, she wants you to be born beautiful..."

"Yes, my father is a martial artist, so I don't understand these poems and songs, but my father can recite this song "Quiet Girl" because it has my daughter's name in it. It has been 17 years, son, father did not expect that you are still alive..."

"Son, are you scared by your father? Father hasn't returned to Chang'an for 17 years. It's God's grace to see you again..."

An iron-blooded general suddenly turned into a mournful and noisy person, lowered his posture so low, not only knelt, but also racked his brains on how to speak, how to make his daughter recognize him, let a general recite Poems and songs, is that more uncomfortable than killing them?Even if it is poems and songs, they should still be thinking about the great river going to the east to scour them all, and they really shouldn't be thinking about the quiet girl and her sister waiting for me in the corner of the city.

Jun Zhi and Beijun Yaowang couldn't get in their mouths when their father and daughter were talking about the family relationship, so they kept silent. Fanhua outside the curtain swallowed his saliva, vaguely aware that something was wrong, and dared not speak any more.

(End of this chapter)