General Loves Medical Consort Only

When he was young, he often carried himself on his shoulder, just like treating his little daughter. But the more he grew up, he became more and more indifferent to himself.

At that time, he was a young talent, and now his eyes and eyebrows are still full of wrinkles.

Looking at it carefully, Peng Qiuqi felt bitter and astringent in his heart.

"My Lord, do you really have no idea what the consequences will be? You have always done things carefully, so regardless of the consequences, what should you do in the future? "

She glared at him with wide eyes and was unable to breathe with heartache. She found that he could not stop his hand. Since the incident was put forward, he had been put on the fire and was about to be deprived layer by layer until death.

Since ancient times, Shang Yang's political reform, these officials who have the courage to reform will not have a good end, just like the emperor's, even if he helps the court eradicate the treacherous officials and villains? But after all, he was the one who stained the blood on the tip of the knife. After using it, he was doomed to be thrown away.

Peng Mo Ran has gone from the officialdom for several decades. How can she not know where she can not think as thoroughly as a woman.

"My Lord, why do you have to choose to make this knife?" Still can't resist, she asks him like this.

Peng Mo ran picked up the tea cup and handed it to her, as if the whole thing had nothing to do with him.

"There's something you don't understand in autumn, right?"

"Yes." "You are the one behind this case," she said bluntly. You set up a bureau to kill Ji Zinan, or to get rid of me by the way. Why do you want to take this knife to yourself all of a sudden. Why have you suddenly become a good man, and what does that mean to you? "

He fixed to look at her, slightly stupefied, but the bottom of his eyes suddenly surged up millions of kinds of facial changes.

"Autumn, over the years, your child must have suffered too much. Why don't you tell me what you want?"

Peng Qiuqi looks at him, his expression has changed, I don't know how many times. Wish, she has many wishes, but with the passage of time, has already changed the original intention.

"Mr. Peng, do you have a wish?"

Father and daughter are silent to each other, the mood at the moment is very delicate.

Peng Mo ran chuckled, put the cup beside his mouth and sipped it gently. Then he said, "nature There are. "

He then chuckled, "when I was young, I had great ambitions and wanted to stand on the top of ten thousand people one day. I want to make my family the strongest and most prosperous. I hope no one will violate their authority. "

He said and lowered his eyes again. "But now, the older you get, the more you regret it." Always indifferent face actually appeared a kind of mysterious if sobbing expression.

"Admonish me that those who are happy with themselves are the ones who can enjoy their own happiness when they are around me."

"Mr. Peng, you can quit now, and you can also pursue the life you want?"

"Autumn, I know I was ashamed of you since I was a child. You were smart and kind at that time, but I Sorry for you. I was blinded by hatred. But there are advantages and disadvantages. I want you to go to Zhangjia village just to let you spend this life safely. But it's hard to know. You're back here. Listen to my words, find a time to leave here, leave Dongyue. "

Looking up and seeing Peng Qiuqi's confused eyes at the moment, he began to smile bitterly. "Autumn, do you know that if you are soft hearted, you will be doomed in the future. Since ancient times, many beauties have lost their lives. If you can restore your beauty one day, you should not pay attention to them or believe them. Do not believe everything in the imperial court

Peng Qiuqi was disturbed by his words, and his mind was completely unstable.

Can we say that he is instigating relations? However, he is too strange, strange to say every word to let his own good look at to be able to understand. She can see the worry in Peng Mo Ran's eyes. However, what is true and what is false?

"My Lord, is there anyone else I can trust in this world?"

Hearing this, he suddenly closed his eyes and two lines of clear tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes.

"No more I can't avoid this catastrophe. But in autumn, you should live well and cherish it

She listened, in the heart is very painful, the tenderness of the corner of his eyes is unable to pretend, the look and tone of regret is not pretended. Peng Qiuqi looks at her quietly. This time, she doesn't want to dodge any more.

"Lord Peng means to pave the way for me with his own flesh and blood, but why? Why are you doing this? You are so kind to me, but you are so cruel to me. I was kidnapped when I was young. Why were you late to save me

"Autumn season..." He suddenly whispered her name, "I'm sorry."

"What are you talking about? What's going on?"

"The sunken fish is my wife. During the years of mutual help and suffering together, there was room for improvement in official career, but I didn't realize that she was abducted and killed by the people in the imperial palace. I found out the murderer and wanted to make the murderer worse than dead.""So..." Peng Qiuqi looks at him. The man in front of her is old. Her mind is a little flustered. She suddenly thinks of those words that laifangshiyi said to her before leaving the palace gate.

No matter what Peng Mo ran did, he had a hard time.

I still remember Fang Shiyi's answer that day, saying that there are difficulties in life, but if you can do wrong on the excuse of hardship, it is just an excuse to do bad things. If you make mistakes, you should be responsible. No one will pay for your fault.

But today, seeing Peng Mo Ran's expression of heartache, she just feels that she can't say anything.

There is always a person to take on these things that he did. All the things that he had just remembered in these years would make Peng Qiuqi think that he would always resent his father.

But, to his accumulated complaints, hate, and debt, all kinds of, as if in a sudden all disappeared.

He felt guilty about himself, and now his initial disgust began to change.

"You may lose your life because of this case."

The man in front of him is his father, although he has not given any fatherly love for more than ten years.

"Yes, it's not about life and death now."

The wind outside is strong, Peng Qiuqi is shivering by the night wind, he subconsciously wrapped up his clothes to meet the people in front of him, feeling that he is strange and familiar.

Even if he didn't recognize himself, his father was still in his heart.

"My Lord." She looked at him with burning eyes. "You'll be OK."