The father and daughter met at the prefect of Yuzhou.

The moment Feng Lin saw Feng Wuyao, all the rhetoric he had prepared before was shocked.

"Xi'er!"

Feng Wuyao frowned, "Did the general recognize the wrong person?"

Feng Lin only realized his incompetence, and then clasped his fists at Qin Zicheng and said, "Your Highness, can you allow my father and daughter to say a few words alone?"

Of course, Qin Zicheng couldn't refuse and told Feng Wuyao not to be angry and to say something slowly.

But now, Feng Wuyao still refuses to call him father, which shows how much resentment he has towards Feng Linzheng in his heart.

"Thirteen, you haven't seen each other for a few years, and you have indeed changed a lot."

Feng Wuyao sneered lightly, "The general may say something, you may as well say it directly. You and I do not need those hypocritical politeness. Besides, there are no outsiders here. If you have something, you should say it quickly. If we sit together, you will not be happy, and I will not be happy either."

He expressed all his resentment and dissatisfaction with him in one breath.

Feng Lin was frowning, "No matter what, I am your father. You didn't even want to call me?"

Feng Wuyao glanced sideways over, "Are you worthy?"

In one sentence, Feng Linzheng's original anger was suppressed again.

"I know you resent you for being ignorant of you for many years, but you have to know that no matter how you blame me, you always have the surname Feng."

"If possible, of course I can do this surname! Everyone in the world is proud of this surname and thinks that they are descendants of heroes, but in my eyes, it is worthless."

Feng Lin was so angry that his beard shook, and repeatedly reminded himself not to bother with her or not to bother with her.

"Thirteen, no, should I call you Wu Yao now?"

Feng Lin had met her before, but she was in men's clothing at that time.

Now that women's clothing has been restored, and when you think of her relationship with Qin Zicheng, you can naturally guess her identity easily.

"I am indeed Feng Wuye."

Feng Lin was frowning, this nature was very different.

I held back and didn't say it before, because he needed to determine in person whether Feng Shisan was the little god he had ever done.

Unexpectedly, it is indeed.

"Can the Emperor know about this?"

"What do you think?" Feng Wuyao looked at him with a smile, "The decree for marriage belongs to the emperor. Do you think the emperor knows that I am a little god?"

Feng Lin was stunned for a moment and realized it immediately.

Thinking of all the things that are going on in the court today, I am afraid that the emperor has already made up his mind to make the Fourth Prince a crown prince. Otherwise, how could he marry a powerful figure like the little god to the Fourth Prince?

So, even if the Fourth Prince divorced his wife, there is no room for this matter to be transferred?

Feng Lin suddenly felt that the prospect was dim. If everything came true, how should he explain to Princess Xi?

"Thirteen, no matter what your name is, in my eyes, Thirteen is my daughter. I have neglected you over the years, not because I don't like you, nor because you can't practice martial arts, so I abandon you."

"What's that?"

This is actually just a casual question.

Feng Wuyao didn't point to any high-sounding reason from him.

Abandoning means abandoning.

Even if you give it to your residence and a slave, you will be abandoned.
Chapter completed!