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Chapter 948 The long-lost sense of belonging

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    "Feng Huanjin is not a hero, but taking advantage of others' danger is not considered a hero. Although I was hit by a sword, Feng Huanjin obviously did not expect that I would forget to take precautions. This sword actually shocked him."

    Although the panic only flashed by, Yu Qingzhi still captured it keenly.

    But she didn’t think Feng Huanjin would be so kind. The reason why he didn’t want to hurt herself was because he had other motives.

    Yu Qingzhi pursed her lips tightly and started thinking about Feng Huanjin’s intentions.

    "Didn't he just want to kill the young lady and me before? How could he be frightened by this sword? I'm afraid just seeing the young lady getting hurt would make him feel happy."

    When Zi Su thought of Feng Huanjin stabbing her young lady, she gritted her teeth angrily. She wanted to rush up and bite Feng Huanjin's neck hard. Even if she couldn't kill him, she would have to make him bleed more.  OK.

    "It is essential to be on guard against others. We will be leaving for southern Xinjiang in a few days. If possible, we should try to avoid accidents and not have any more contact with King Jin."

    Zi Yuan stood behind Yu Qingzhi, took the shampoo and gently rubbed the long hair in her hands, and spoke with some worry.

    Yu Qingzhi took a water ladle and poured hot water on her body. After listening to Zi Yuan's words, she immediately said, "From now on, the Princess' Mansion will close its doors to thank guests. It will be announced that I am sick and I will not see guests until I feel better."  .”

    “ This way, it can save a lot of trouble, and it can also gradually reduce the attention of others to the Princess’s Mansion.

    "Yes, the slaves know." Ziyuan Zisu responded in unison.

    The two of them quickly bathed Yu Qingzhi, watched her drink ginger soup, applied medicine to the wound, and then helped her lie down to rest.

    After fighting Feng Huanjin for so long just now, and struggling for a long time because of falling into the lake, Yu Qingzhi was already tired, and she fell asleep not long after she lay down.

    Yu Qingzhi only felt that her body was light and airy, and she saw the towering high-rise buildings and the endless flow of streets as if in a dream, as if she had returned to the future life, everything seemed extraordinarily real.

    Just when Yu Qingzhi wanted to verify it, the scene in front of her suddenly changed. Looking at the post-modern Chinese-style villa, a long-lost sense of belonging immediately swept over her.

    "Little miss, you are finally back, but the old man has lost his temper again and insists on waiting for you to come back for dinner. Even though I tried to persuade him for a long time, it doesn't work."

    Looking at the old man who was talking, Yu Qingzhi became even more confused, but noticing the old man he was talking about, she suddenly raised her head and looked towards the villa.

    "Is it grandpa? Grandpa Zhou, are you talking about my grandpa?" She called Butler Zhou and asked uncertainly.

    Butler Zhou nodded blankly, "Yes, who else in our family besides the master can be so playful with the young lady."

    As soon as Yu Qingzhi heard this, she ran towards the house and saw the person who haunted her and could not forget her no matter what.

    Looking at the face that was exactly the same as that of Emperor Feng, Yu Qingzhi’s starry eyes filled with mist. Before the old man could speak, she rushed into his arms.

    "grandfather!"

    This is her grandfather, she will not admit it, this is her biological grandfather!

    That familiar embrace made Yu Qingzhi miss it very much. Her tears were like broken beads, sliding down her cheeks, and then they all fell into the old man's arms. The Tang suit on her body was wetted.

    The old man was frightened by Yu Qingzhi's sudden coquettish crying. He forgot to blame her for coming home so late, and could only caress her back lovingly.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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