The villain who defeated the son of destiny was my father

The next morning, Qu Qingyan was still sleeping soundly when he heard bursts of thunder outside.

Startled, she frowned slightly, turned over, and continued to sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, she woke up from her sleep and slowly opened her eyes.

At this time, there was a loud thunder and heavy rain poured down, hitting the tent violently and making a noisy rain sound.

The fragile tent looked shaky in the severe weather, as if it might collapse at any time.

After Qu Qingyan put on his clothes, he walked towards the door.

When she saw the gloomy sky and heavy rain outside, she knew that her trip back to Beijing would be delayed.

But can this tent withstand the baptism of a thunderstorm?

"Young master, you're awake." The young eunuch, wearing a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat, ran anxiously from a distance.

Qu Qingyan stepped back a few steps and let him in.

"Where's the Prime Minister?"

Last night, her father was busy with something and when she came back to rest, he was nowhere to be seen.

The young eunuch answered truthfully: "The Prime Minister has not returned yet. If you need anything, just tell me to do it."

Her father hasn't come back yet?

Qu Qingyan's heart sank, and he couldn't help but worry, so he asked the system in his mind: "Where is my father now? Do you know?"

She asked several times but got no response.

I guess the dog system is still asleep.

After she washed and had breakfast, her father still hadn't come back and the rain outside was getting heavier, so she gave a few instructions to the people outside and then entered the space.

She picked up the pen and continued to write down the knowledge in her mind.

These contents are extremely important and will definitely cause some unrest one day in the future.

She didn't know how long it was, she just felt unbearable pain in her wrist, so she stopped.

After coming out of the space, I estimated that it was already late.

Sure enough, within an incense stick of time, several palace maids came carrying food boxes.

She wasn't very hungry, so she ate a few bites casually.

Just as I put down my chopsticks, I saw a tall figure walking quickly towards me holding an oil-paper umbrella.

"Dad!" She saw who was coming and called out happily, then went to greet him.

Qu Honglin put the oil-paper umbrella aside, patted the rain off his body, and said with a smile: "I heard that you went to the theater last night? Did you find it fun?"

"Dad, I just went out for a walk because I had nothing to do. I didn't cause any trouble." Qu Qingyan picked up a dry towel and handed it to him, then said boringly, "I feel very bored staying in the tent all day."

"If you feel bored, you can go out for a walk, but you must be careful and safe, and don't do anything dangerous again, so that your father can rest assured." Qu Honglin took the dry towel and wiped the rain off his body.

After wiping it clean, he sat at the table, picked up the chopsticks, and started eating quickly.

Qu Qingyan looked at her father and couldn't help but frowned and asked, "Dad, you didn't get any rest last night?"

Seeing how tired he looked, he must not have gotten enough rest last night and even missed his meal on time.

"Yeah, I went out to do some work." Although Qu Honglin was extremely hungry, he ate in an elegant manner, like a nobleman.

Doing business outside?

Qu Qingyan recalled the plot in his mind, but couldn't guess what he was going to do, and couldn't help feeling a little frustrated.

Even though she was reborn and had the blessing of the plot, she found that there were some things she knew very little about.

If it weren't for her father, she really didn't know how many detours she would have to take.

Now she realized how useless she was. Without her father, she was nothing.

Those people outside also value her status as the prime minister's legitimate daughter more.

Just like Qu Xinzhu, if she was not the prime minister's legitimate daughter, Mo Li, the ambitious prince, would definitely not choose her as his wife now.

After all, in his previous life, he married her, and when he could no longer squeeze any more value out of her, he married Qu Xinzhu as his concubine.

Mo Li is a very ambitious man who can sacrifice everything for the throne.

No woman can compare to the throne.

She is, and so is Qu Xinzhu.

He will favor whoever is useful to him.

Mo Li is selfish, and the person he loves most is always himself.

"Dad, something happened last night..." Although Qu Qingyan knew that she could not hide anything from her father, she still took the initiative to tell him what happened last night, and also told him about her request to the Queen.

After finishing his meal, Qu Honglin put down his chopsticks and said, "Don't worry. If they dare to disturb you, I will take care of them." Now that his daughter's identity has been exposed, given the minds of those people, they will surely come to flatter and pursue her, their only daughter.

Just based on their abilities, how dare they covet Qu Honglin's daughter?

What a dream!

"I understand, Dad." Qu Qingyan looked at his father and felt very secure with him around.

She picked up the kettle, poured a cup of tea, and brought it to him, "Dad, have some tea."

Seeing such a well-behaved and sensible daughter, Qu Honglin felt that his fatigue had dissipated a lot. He took the tea, drank two sips, and said, "It has rained a lot in the past two days. I am afraid that we can't return to Beijing immediately. Living in a tent for a long time is not a long-term thing. When the rain stops a little, we will set off to the temporary palace to rest for two days. By then, you can also have a good rest."

"My daughter, go and prepare it right away." Rather than staying in this tent, she naturally wanted to live in the palace.

Qu Honglin put down the teacup and stood up. "We will set off later. Your father will come to inform you. You should take a rest first." After he finished speaking, he went out. He looked like he had something important to do.

To be honest, she didn't have anything to pack, so Qu Qingyan put away the paintings she had drawn in the past two days and sat on a stool, waiting bored.

An hour later, the rain stopped and Qu Honglin came to pick her up holding an oil-paper umbrella.

"Yan'er, let's go."

Qu Honglin handed her an oil-paper umbrella and said, "It's getting late now. Your father will take you there right away."

The two of them left, holding umbrellas.

When they arrived, they saw rows of gorgeous carriages lined up.

In the leading carriage were the old emperor, empress, imperial concubine and other extremely noble people.

"My dear Lord Qu is back?" The old emperor shouted when he heard Qu Honglin's voice.

Qu Honglin walked forward to say hello, and after chatting for a while, he and his daughter got on the second carriage.

The concubines and princes who followed were already used to it.

Qu Honglin holds great power, second only to the emperor and above everyone else. Except for the old emperor, he is the most respected person in the court.

It was reasonable to ride in a carriage behind the emperor.

Later, although the rain decreased a lot, the sky was still covered with dark clouds, and it was obvious that heavy rain was coming.

Therefore, the carriage must first send these nobles back safely, and then pick up the second group of people.

The hierarchy of status is fully reflected at this moment.

As soon as they got into the carriage, they saw the rain falling heavily again.

The driver drove away immediately.