Poisonous girls are hard to find: the king's arrogant favorite concubine

Chapter 122 Waiting for Mutual Support, It's Like a Dream

"Since you've said it yourself, then you should understand that my thoughts are not complicated, but what you see makes you feel that the person in front of you is also complicated. I am still the Ding Jiuxi you know. , has not changed, and is so helpful, so you don’t have to worry about anything, thank you for my confession to you, and I also want to thank you for trusting me and not asking questions.”

The two looked at each other and smiled in tacit understanding. Even if they were too curious, the tacit understanding in each other's heart is the most direct and warm driving force, no matter whether the other party has many secrets of their own.

After this incident on such a night, Ding Jiuxi suddenly felt so warm in her heart. She had a good night's sleep until dawn, and some emotions still echoed in her heart for a long time in her dreams. She seemed to see Qiao Xinning standing in a distant mist Smiling at her, Ding Jiuxi didn't know why she was so sure that Qiao Xinning's face must be the warmest one in such an environment.

So when she woke up, Ding Jiuxi suddenly felt that there was something she wanted to do right now.

"Furong, you don't have to follow me. I won't go out in the mansion. You are calling Shang Xichen, and you will find me in the fish pond later." Ding Jiuxi said to the busy Furong.

This emotion is the strongest emotion that has been filling her heart since she woke up. She thought that there were some things in her life that she was destined to work hard to get back, but what happened yesterday overturned her notion.

Ding Jiuxi walked to the fish pond. She had already found out the fixed time for Ding Yin to go to the fish pond to feed the fish. It was just that she used to use it to achieve her own goals, but now it suddenly changed. She hoped that this time It is a tool for her to regain her affection.

"Father, it's so early." Like an unexpected encounter, Ding Jiuxi was a little surprised but obediently greeted him as he walked.

"It's Jiuxi, are you going to greet grandma so early in the morning?" Ding Yin heard the voice, looked back, and continued to feed the fish.

"Grandmother probably hasn't woken up yet, and her rest will be disturbed after passing by, so I just wandered around in the garden by myself, breathed the fresh air, and stretched my shins. It's better than sitting stuffy in the house." Ding Jiu Xi Xiaosuibu came to Ding Yin's side, bent over to watch the fish grabbing food.

"Indeed, but it's good to go out for a walk by yourself." Ding Yin replied flatly.

"Father, let me feed you together." Ding Jiuxi looked at Ding Yin inquiringly.

"Okay, I'll give you fish food." Ding Yin smiled, and naturally agreed, "I am usually alone, and only your mother would accompany me to feed the fish in the early years."

"Time is passing by relentlessly, and the people of the past will never leave traces. Today, my daughter has grown up and is no longer a child who doesn't understand anything. Let's do this instead of mother and father, so that she may know in the future You'll never be alone again while feeding the fish."

Without Ding Jiuxi, Ding Yin might have always felt that he was the head of the Ding family, and all the people circled around him. Feeding the fish was just a trivial matter, and he was just a kind of sustenance to relax his emotions. But Ding Jiuxi's words were like a basin of cold water pouring him down.

It turned out that since Qiao Xinning's death, there was no one around him who could understand. Even though Rong Jinxiu and Qiao Xinning were somewhat similar, they were two completely different people after all. How could one completely replace the other? Still a unique person in my heart.

Ding Yin stopped feeding the fish, and turned around to look at Ding Jiuxi quietly, but Ding Jiuxi didn't seem to notice Ding Yin at all, and only concentrated on teasing the swimming fish.

For a long time, Ding Jiuxi looked at Ding Yin staring at him from the corner of his eye, but he seemed to have wandered to another place. Ding Jiuxi knew that his words brought back some memories that he treasured in his heart.

"Father, what are you thinking about? Are you thinking about your mother? Are you thinking about the good times you had in the past, about the days when she was with you, or about something else?" Ding Jiuxi said, pulling Ding Yin back to reality.

"That said, I really miss your mother. I miss her kindness, her gentleness, and the many things she did with me." Ding Yin sighed, but the sigh was too short. Not even an iota of emotion.

Ding Yin began to think about Qiao Xinning, what she did when she was alive was just like that in his mind.

"Father, have you ever thought of what mother said to you before she left? I believe that you are very important to him in mother's heart, so you must remember those few words that are most likely to be remembered forever when she left. Right." Ding Jiuxi closed his eyes and thought.

Just like her words and scenes about her own death in her previous life and her younger brother’s death, almost every inch of air, every word in every sentence is so clear, as if you have experienced it again.

She firmly believed that if Ding Yin had Qiao Xinning in his heart, then he would definitely remember every breath she took.

"You miss your mother too, don't you?" Ding Yin didn't admit it, but the difference in his tone from just now, and the line of loneliness in his words were heard in Ding Jiuxi's ears.

"Think, why don't you want to, other children can act like a baby with their parents at any time until they grow up, and then rely on their parents until they get married and start a family when they grow up, and then bear everything about their parents until they die. is the definition of a person owning a home, not."

No matter in that life, Ding Jiuxi has never received the help and support of her relatives, but for some reason, perhaps Ding Jiuxi's identity itself has a clear and profound definition for Qiao Xinning, and her life Today, so she has self-consideration of family affection in her heart.

She cherishes this budding thing in her heart.

The words after Ding Jiuxi's pause don't need to be said, anyone who understands can understand.

"Is Xi'er blaming my father for this matter?" Ding Yin smiled wryly. He suddenly felt that what Ding Jiuxi said was very reasonable. The role played by the father does nothing.

"I don't blame you. After all, your life is not the life of me and Xichen. You have so many children besides me and Xichen. The role you need to play is not only the father of so many children, but also the husband of so many aunts." There are grandma's sons, the emperor's servants, the parents of the people, the masters of the mansion, even if they are divided into one share, it is insignificant when it is Xichen and I's turn."

Ding Yin was shocked for a while. He didn't know whether it was because of Ding Jiuxi's understanding, or because of Ding Jiuxi's forgiveness to him, or because of his responsibility. If he thought too much, he would be considered incompetent. He was looking for an excuse to shirk his father's role.

Ding Yin really didn't know how to answer for a while, the scene was a little awkward and cold.

"Father, I didn't come here to ask you about your crimes. How can my daughter not understand you? Mother understands you. My daughter can't be like her mother. But I have a sense of proportion. It's just that I hope that when Xichen and I are in this mansion You can also get the comfort that your father should have."

"Actually, my brother and I can solve a lot of things. What we want is our sincere concern, not the old-fashioned please-an, saying old-fashioned words without any emotional routines, and then polite but ruthless exit."

What Ding Jiuxi said is right, it hits the nail on the head, but it is naked. Ding Yin feels a little bit slapped in the face, but facing Ding Jiuxi's sincere eyes that see the bottom, there is no trace of ridicule or dissatisfaction in it, only Looking forward, he suddenly felt that he couldn't even meet such a small request and wanted to be angry.

Since when did he ignore such an important thing, the two of them are the evidence that Qiao Xinning existed in this world, another part of Qiao Xinning's flesh and blood, and he has turned a blind eye to it for so many years.

Ding Yin felt a little ashamed, a little wronged, and a little sorry for the preciousness he thought of Qiao Xinning in his heart.

"Father, in fact, my sister and I have been here and looking at you all the time, but you are too busy to ask us a question. We can understand all this, really, but I hope you also know that there are still people in the house. A Ding Xichen, he is your own son."

I don't know when Ding Xichen came over, but he didn't speak all the time. He just stood behind Ding Yin and listened to what they said. After he finished his sentence, he knelt down and gave Ding Yin a formal Kowtow three times and bow nine times.

Ding Yin was a little surprised, and Ding Jiuxi was also a little surprised, but all of this is reasonable, who is willing to be lonely from birth, is an orphan and wants someone to talk to, let alone a person with a father, Ding Jiuxi It seems that he can understand Ding Xichen's heart.

Ding Jiuxi suddenly felt that Ding Xichen's cynicism at the beginning was just hoping to take revenge on Ding Yin in the same way, and he began to treat himself too, until Ding Xichen realized that he had changed, and he confided in him. When he trusted her more, he fell into the arms of his own sister. Everyone is the same, with flesh and blood.

"I'm sorry, I was really wrong before. No matter what it is, it is a reason or an excuse. I should take care of you for no reason when you are alive in front of me. This is what a father should do."

Ding Yin was apologizing. Looking at Ding Jiuxi's face that resembled Qiao Xinning, he finally made up his mind to treat Ding Jiuxi and his brother well, so that they would no longer be like each other.

The three of them were feeding the fish indifferently like this, while casually talking about irrelevant gossip. Although they were not moved by unnecessary apologies, the three of them seemed to have built a bridge between their hearts. From a distance, they were Such a happy family, the love that pervades the nature.

But in such a distance, Ouyang Qian happened to be standing in grand attire, ready to pay her respects. She raised her face and saw that she couldn't stand it, she threw up her sleeves and walked away. The air left behind seemed to be full of ostentatious jealousy. There is deep-seated hatred.

(End of this chapter)