Sword Saint Priest and Lolita Priestess

The grief in my heart couldn't help but hit.

She suppressed the throbbing in her heart, nodded to Fujiwara and said: "Thank you, Father."

"Then follow me!"

Fujiwara led the way, and the two entered the backyard together.

Chapter 34 love

In the backyard of the Fujiwara family, a sea of ​​sweet-scented osmanthus trees stays here.

The rich aroma makes people intoxicated under the tree.

Fujiwara took the hand of Prince Gong and told her the story of the year.

"I met Xiaozi, your mother, in the backyard of Fujiwara's house."

"At that time, the backyard was not full of laurel, but also some other ornamental trees and flowers."

"That day, when I was wandering in the backyard, I saw the pin just like that, under the laurel tree at that moment."

He took two steps forward and stood in front of the thickest laurel tree, with a nostalgic look on his face.

"At that time, the former emperor brought Xiaozi to visit my house, so that Xiaozi and my elder brother could meet and prepare for their future marriage."

Hearing this, Prince Gong looked surprised, and was about to ask, but was interrupted by Fujiwara's next sentence.

"Yes, it wasn't me who got engaged back then, but my eldest brother, Fujiwara Nakakin, the son of the Fujiwara family."

"........."

Time passed bit by bit, and the prince Gong also heard the story of his father and mother from meeting to acquaintance, and finally falling in love and getting married.

"Although we have experienced so many twists and turns, in the end we have fought against our fate and we are lucky to be together."

"Then Pin gave birth to you, Gongzi, the crystallization of our love."

Fujiwara looked at Prince Gong tenderly and continued talking.

"Xiao Zi has always liked my sweet-scented osmanthus. We spent a lot of time under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree."

"Until she died, she still liked to eat the sweet-scented osmanthus cake I made."

"You also ate it when you were a child."

He took a few steps forward and got close to Gongzi, stroking her hair with rough palms.

The voice is full of the father's expectation and love for his children.

"Gongzi, don't worry. I will definitely catch the murderer who killed Zhuozi. Cutting her into pieces, even smashing her bones and ashes will not eliminate the hatred in my heart."

"You and Guangming do the so-called investigation, and I will not stop you, because I know that you are as sorry and heartbroken as I am."

"But you must protect yourself, not for the Japanese archipelago, but for yourself and your dead mother."

"If something happens to you, I'll be very sad, Miyako."

The petals of laurel fluttered with the breeze and fell on Gongzi's clothes, hair tips and hearts.

The feeling called father's love sprouted in an instant, grew up, sheltered her from the wind and rain, and faded away the pain.

The backyard of the Fujiwara family was quiet and fragrant. After some time, a sound of footsteps interrupted the tacit understanding between the father and daughter.

step ~!

step ~!

step ~!

The footsteps were getting closer, and the figure of Fujiwara Guangming appeared around the corner.

"Miss Guangming, you are here!"

Miyako jumped up and greeted her.

Holding Miyako's palm, Fujiwara Guangming bowed to her father and left Fujiwara's house.

After leaving the gate of Fujiwara's house, she looked at Miyako with some doubts: "Miyako seems to be in a better mood today?"

"Because I encountered something happy." Gongzi smiled and said, "I feel like you have appeared in the world, sister Guangming, and I have another beloved person, Gongzi."

"Huh??? Beloved? Who is it? Youzuki Yuzhong?"

"How could it be that self-willed guy, where are you going, Miss Guangming."

"Oh? Who is that? Could it be that my dear sister is also in love? Could it be Yu Zhongming?!"

"No! Really, if Sister Guangming jokes again, I will ignore you."

"Alright alright!"

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"It's been a long time to wait today." Yuzhong Youyue took a sip of coffee: "Why haven't the three of them come here? Could it be that they are giving me, the son of the suspect, another blow? This is the second time we met?" "

"Cough cough~~!" Yu Zhongming almost coughed out just as he drank the coffee in his mouth: "I said it casually last time, but you can still take it seriously!"