Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 1672 The image of a loving father collapses to the end

Long Yang sat down on the chair, his eyebrows were exhausted, he rubbed his eyebrows, and said quietly, "Wei Wei, you can take care of this matter."

Lu Liang knew that he was not in the mood to take care of this matter now, but she didn't want to be proud of the black hand behind the scenes.

Now Jill is at Xishuiguan, she must be very sad.

As long as she thinks that Jill's child is sad at this moment, her heart seems to be tightened.

She will not let go of that behind the scenes.

"Well, I'll let Zhao Ganhe check it out on the first day of the first year." After a pause, looking at his distressed and haggard appearance, he said in a soft voice, "I'm going to pack a few clothes, and we will leave for Xishuiguan today."

Looking at her busy face, Long Yang didn't want her to be tired from running around, but thinking that he had gone to Xishuiguan, Ji Er might not let him see him, so he changed his mind.

Weiwei went, at least Jill would be willing to see her.

After Lu Liangwei hurriedly explained the matter with Zhao Gan and Chu Yi, he packed up a simple baggage and left the palace with Long Yang to Xishuiguan.

Xishuiguan.

In the past few days, when Jill was in front of the seventh day of the seventh month, every time she pretended to be very happy, but when she was alone, she was wet with tears.

What the woman said was like a spell, and whenever she thought of it in her mind, she felt breathless.

She wanted to lie to herself, it was just a scheme by others to provoke her and her father's relationship, but it failed every time.

Because what the woman said was so pretentious, it could not be false.

And as long as the thought of the father, whom she loves so much, wanted to throw her to death on the day she was born, she would feel heartache, as if the whole world had collapsed, desperate and helpless.

On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, she looked at her strong face and smiled in her eyes, heartbroken, but pretended to be unaware.

Only when she turned around or fell asleep, did she dare to show worry.

That evening, Jill went to the study on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, but Lin Mo was not seen.

Lin Mo was a guard in the seventh day of the seventh day, and he was responsible for his daily affairs. It could also be said that he was his right hand man. Many things were left to him on the seventh day of the seventh day.

But usually he will be sent to deal with urgent and major events on the seventh day of the day. It is really rare to leave for days like this.

Ji'er had discovered that Lin Mo was not in the general's mansion a long time ago. He didn't care about it at first, but now that he is still not there for many days, she can't help but feel a little strange.

In recent years, the border has been peaceful and no war has occurred. So why is Lin Mo sent out by Xiao Qi?

Jill thought of her own business.

Xiao Qi must have sent Lin Mo to the Imperial Capital to inform Emperor Yu of what happened here.

What will the father do when he learns about it?

Over the years, her father’s kindness to her, she knows and remembers it in her heart. She once felt very happy, but now she knows that behind the good, there are debts and guilt hidden, all things, Not what she thought.

The image of a kind father given to her by the emperor has fallen to the end.

Hate it?

she does not know.

But she couldn't make her continue to face him without complaint.

After the emperor father knows what happened here, she will definitely come to Xishuiguan. At that time, how should she face the emperor father?

She hasn't been mentally prepared yet, and maybe, she can't persuade herself to face her father calmly in her life, and nothing has happened.

"Jill?"

At this moment, the gentle voice of the man recalled her thoughts.

When she looked up, she saw that she had been sitting on the seventh day of the seventh day after the table, but she had already squatted down in front of her at some unknown time. There was a vague worry in Junxiu's beautiful eyes.

(End of this chapter)