The Little Cutie is Taken Away by the Paranoid Male God

She is closed, taciturn, without any laughter at all. From a very young age to the death of her father, she is unusually indifferent.

That was her who used the sword of judgment, overdrawn the power of heaven, and was deprived of her emotions.

But in the eyes of the father, he felt that his daughter was caused by the loss of her mother when she was a child, and even blamed her character performance on himself, thinking that he did not take good care of her.

Bearing the grief of his wife's passing, the only daughter who could get some comfort was not close to him, and he had to blame himself and apologise for her character. Even the monarchs in high positions are very afraid of him, and if he wants to win the army in his hands, he still has to worry about the safety of the whole family.

In such an environment, how could her father, Wang, be so happy? There was no one close to her at all, her own suffering was unspeakable, and her own worries could not be relieved.

But this is the case, the father still tried his best to protect her and take care of everything well. Even before his death, he did not forget to leave her a trump card that no one could bully her.

Prince Huai'an slowly crouched down, level with her eyes, and gently and carefully trimmed the messy hair on her temples, and said warmly, "Will my father take you to escape the summer in a few days?"

Huaian is the title given to him by today's sages.

He did not explore why his daughter had changed, but he was always gentle and tolerant, and kept all his doubts and worries in his heart.

"Father, where are we going to escape the heat?" She couldn't help grabbing her father's sleeve, her voice soft.

Because the father squatted down, she didn't need to look up at him. Every time the father talked to himself, he would always be on an equal footing, rarely looking down at her, and would not put pressure on her.

He longed to be able to integrate into his daughter's inner world, to know her thoughts, and to make her come out of the shadows and become cheerful and happy.

The slender lips of King Huai'an slowly evoked a beautiful arc, and the temperament around him became more elegant and kind, "Go to Lingwu Mountain Villa, there is an old friend of mine there."

Luo Ci inexplicably felt that this villa was familiar, and she was a little curious, so she nodded her head, "I'm going."

Father Wang's eyebrows and eyes were as smooth as jade, without the slightest sense of sharpness, even if he had doubts in his heart, he just rubbed her hair lightly, stood up and prepared to leave, "Father Wang still has some things to deal with, Xiaoci can go to the study to find me if you have anything. ."

He heard the footsteps of the servant bringing hot water, so he left early.

In fact, nothing compares to his precious daughter, but she has only changed today. They had rarely had a long chat before, and he was worried that she would not be used to it.

But the sleeves were pulled by a small force. He lowered his eyes slightly, and his eyes fell on Luo Ci. She grabbed the corner of her clothes with her white and tender hands and looked up at herself, her beautiful colored eyes and her Like a mother, she is bright and dazzling.

He was so small that he was always worried that she would bump into each other. He looked at her since she was so young, and he held her in his arms for fear of hurting her. When she grew into her current appearance, it was still a small one and could easily be hugged. In the arms, guard carefully.

The heart always softens involuntarily.

He said softly, "What's wrong?"

"I want to have dinner with my father at night, is that okay?"

King Huai'an was stunned, and then a gentle smile appeared on his face, "Of course."

King Huai'an came out of the room, and happened to meet the servant who was carrying hot water and Ming Cui, the maid of the county master. They hurriedly saluted him. Pour hot water for the county lord."

"Yes, my lord."

After the servant put down the hot water, he backed off. Ming Cui adjusted the temperature of the hot water, walked to Luo Ci and said, "Little Princess, the water is ready."

She knew that the little master didn't like being served and bathed, so she closed the door and stood guard at the door.

The bathtub is just right for a child of her age, and there is no chance that the water will cover her head. The water temperature is just right. After taking a bath, she slowly wears the clothes she took out from the closet.

The reason why she took this one was because her mother-in-law liked such bright colors.

After getting dressed, she sat in front of the vanity mirror, silently wringing her hair with a handkerchief.

Probably Mingcui heard that there was no movement in the room. Knowing that she had finished bathing, she took the initiative to come in and dry her hair.

Ming Cui praised from the bottom of his heart, "Little Princess, you look so good in this dress, the lord will definitely be happy too!"

Because, the little master and the princess look alike.

Luo Ci blinked and said, "I'm going to have dinner at the father's place today, so there's no need to bring extra meals here."

Mingcui was a little surprised. The little master didn't have much contact with the prince all day, and even had meals separately, and there was no family atmosphere at all. Even the servants of them looked worried.

"Yes, the servant will go to the kitchen to let you know later and prepare some more favorite dishes for you."

"Come according to the father's preference, I have nothing to taboo."

"Yes."

Luo Ci thought of the Lingwu Villa mentioned by her father, and couldn't help asking, "Does Sister Mingcui know about Lingwu Villa?"

Ming Cui first thought about it, and thought about the statement a little, "The slave used to stay under the manor Xu Ma in the mansion for a period of time, and I heard her talk about the relationship between the prince and Lingwu Mountain Villa, the owner of Lingwu Mountain Villa and the prince are old friends. , In the princess... a few years ago, I have come and gone. Mother Xu also mentioned Young Master Chu, and the other slaves are not very clear. "

What she obviously wanted to say earlier was when the princess was still there.

Luo Ci was silent.

Young Master Chu...has the same surname as Fragment.

She covered her head slightly, trying to find out the fragments of Lingwu Villa from her past memories.

Mingcui was extremely worried, thinking that she had pulled the little princess' scalp and hurt her, so she quickly let go and knelt on the ground to admit her mistake, her voice was a little anxious, "Did the servant hurt His Highness?"

Luo Ci shook her head, "I just feel a little familiar, but I can't remember it."

Ming Cui calmed down softly, "If your Highness can't remember, don't think about it, the slave can go to Xu Ma and ask again."

After saying that, she continued to twist her hair for Luo Ci, her strength even more gentle.

Luo Ci stared straight at the dressing mirror without saying a word, feeling astringent in her heart.

If Fragment is really from the villa, then she must be too indifferent to him.

She knew that Lingwu Mountain Villa had not only heard it once or twice, but perhaps her father had mentioned it before, or had seen it before, but her impression was very light.

It is not difficult to imagine that the old Lingwu Villa with her father is one of the best in the arena. If Fragment was born in Lingwu Villa, but ended up struggling in the palace and became the director of the Yuechang, it must be ...The villa has undergone major changes.