"Jiao Dazhi."
The woman’s voice was clear and lodious, sweet and soft, with not a hint of resentnt.
Just like that day, when she gave him hope.
Jiao Dazhi stopped his frantic movents and stared in a daze through the gaps in the straw, towards the woman who seed to have descended from the heavens like a fairy.
There was confusion and puzzlent in his eyes, not quite understanding her attitude at this mont.
But then he suddenly heard her ask, "Do you have any other wishes?"
As one approaches death, so things have already happened that are not worth holding grudges over.
Moreover, this shell of his resolved his father’s urgent crisis; otherwise, his father might indeed have beco a wandering ghost.
Hmph... there’s also this point, from now on she has to call this body ’Father’, how could she feel any disgust?
Jiao Dazhi’s eyes grew increasingly shocked, surprised that she ca here not to punish him, but instead asked about his wishes?
Jiao Dazhi knew best what his own body was like.
He was enduring day by day, waiting for a sentence.
Other rebellious soldiers, when captured and brought back, were dragged out the next day, never to return.
Only Jiao Dazhi, not only was he given treatnt by doctors, but also everyday good food and drink.
But he was already critically ill, even if the General did not execute him, he could only survive for a few days...
Yet he couldn’t let go of his daughter.
Although his daughter, upon understanding, hated and blad him for his actions.
Because of a mistaken decision, the uncles who loved and spoiled her were gone, and that elder sister she liked never appeared again.
Wasn’t it precisely the General’s wife in front of him?
The jailer had once said that he committed a serious cri of rebellion, not only would he die, but his children would also be implicated.
Jiao Dazhi’s biggest worry was that after his death, his daughter would be sold to such a place of ill repute.
Struggling with a weak body, Jiao Dazhi crawled on his knees at the feet of the woman, "Princess... no, no Madam! All mistakes were committed solely by ! You are a fairy descending to save the suffering, a Guanyin Bodhisattva! Please, can you save my daughter? She is innocent! Ever since leaving Bianliao, she has constantly talked about your kindness to her!
All the faults are mine alone! Please save her! I beg you to save her!
She is still young, and understands nothing..."
Saying these words, Jiao Dazhi then collapsed to the ground, gasping heavily, as if he had exhausted all his strength.
Yun Chunnuan thought of that little girl, and then looked at the emaciated man before her, her heart filled with a pang of sourness.
She agreed to her husband’s suggestion to take the little girl in at the General Mansion, not because of an overflowing Holy Mother heart, this was the child of an enemy, keeping her around could only be a curse?
But that little girl did not inherit her parents’ unruly coarseness at all, she was a naive and innocent child.
Every ti she was seen, she was either diligently helping her parents farm, or earnestly studying needlework.
Even at such a young age, she understood that embroidered handkerchiefs and sachets could be sold to relieve her parents’ financial burden.
Little things embroidered by a child were crooked and really couldn’t be looked at.
But Yun Chunnuan liked the child very much, every ti she finished embroidering, she would give silver to buy them.
However, not much was given, to let her know one cannot gain without effort, only by further honing her skills could she earn more.
The child was always delighted holding a few coins.
After Yun Chunnuan gave birth to Dora, she once received from the girl a small tiger embroidery, though it looked nothing like a kitten, that sentint was already moving.
Jiao Dazhi and his wife did nothing good, except for raising their daughter very well.
Her character also indicated that Jiao Dazhi truly loved and spoiled his daughter, not spoiling her character.
So even without this request from Jiao Dazhi, Yun Chunnuan would not have abandoned the child.
Pity the heartfelt intentions of parents the world over, even in death, their thoughts are only on their children.
Yun Chunnuan bent down, handed the Spiritual Spring Water she carried to He Xuanzhi, allowing Jiao Dazhi to drink.
His dying state instantly eased, his speech gained strength, he opened his eyes wide and said, "Madam! Are you trying to save ? In the future, I will surely... Ah! Ah!! Who are you? Don’t co near! I’m not leaving! I’m not leaving!!!"
Speaking thus, he suddenly showed a look of terror.
His bulging eyeballs stared at a certain spot, and he curled up in a corner.
Yun Chunnuan looked towards the direction he was facing, where her husband was.
Her brows lightly furrowed, yet she still comforted him, "The General will not harm your daughter, it was he who said he wanted to adopt..."
"Don’t co near!!! Don’t co near! I’m not leaving—"
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