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"mother……!"

"It's Jiu who's back...!" Song Shu hurried out to greet him.

"Ajiu...!" Song Shu shouted.

Feng Qingjiu carried his grandfather and looked at Song Shu: "Mom, come here quickly."

Because the guest rooms are opposite.

"Achun and Aqiu, my eyesight is not very good. Is Ajiu carrying something?" Song Shu narrowed her eyes.

Wang Chun said, "Madam, you are not mistaken. The young lady is indeed carrying something, and it seems to be a person."

Wang Qiu continued, "And the young lady was wearing all black. Did she get into a fight with someone?"

When Song Shu heard this, she hurried over.

Seeing that the beautiful mother had come over, Feng Qingjiu kicked the door open and put his grandfather on the bed.

"Ajiu...!" Song Shu shouted anxiously.

"Mom, please slow down...!" Feng Qingjiu supported his beautiful mother who walked in quickly.

Song Shu looked worried and turned her daughter around: "Ajiu, are you okay?"

Feng Qingjiu sighed: "Mom, I'm fine, can you please look who that is?"

Song Shucai didn't care who it was and kept looking at her daughter.

"Ah... Madam...!" Wang Chun and her sister screamed.

Then he pointed at the bed with a trembling finger: "Madam... Master... Master...!"

Song Shu slowly looked towards the bed!

I was stunned!

Then cover your mouth!

Song Shu's footsteps echoed in the quiet room, and each step seemed particularly heavy.

Song Shu couldn't believe what she saw!

My father, who had died three years ago, was now lying on the bed. It all seemed like a dream.

Wang Qiu's whole body was shaking. She stretched out her finger, put it in her mouth and bit it hard.

“Ah...! It’s true, it’s true, sister, the master is not dead...!” Wang Qiu’s voice trembled.

Wang Chun nodded: "Yeah...!"

Song Shu finally walked to the bed, reached out her hand and touched her father's cheek on the bed with trembling hands.

When the temperature came, Song Shu burst into tears!

Tears falling one by one!

"Ah...Ahchun, this is daddy, right...?" Song Shu looked at Wang Chun, tears of disbelief and surprise in her eyes.

Wang Chun nodded: "Yes, ma'am, the master is not dead."

"Dad..." Song Shu called softly with a trembling voice, as if she was afraid that this was just a dream that was too beautiful and would shatter at the slightest touch.

Looking at this scene, Feng Qingjiu's eyes couldn't help but turn red.

"Ajiu, your grandpa is...?" Song Shu asked puzzledly as she looked at her father lying motionless on the bed.

Feng Qingjiu stepped forward: "Mom, Grandpa is fine...!"

Then Feng Qingjiu took out a silver needle and pierced her grandfather's Ren Zhong acupoint.

Song Huaili, who was lying on the bed, frowned because of the pain.

Then he slowly opened his eyes, but because he hadn't seen strong light for several years, he couldn't bear it for a moment. After looking for a while, he closed his eyes tightly again.

"Grandpa, please open your eyes slowly. Don't be too anxious." Feng Qingjiu said.

Under the guidance of his granddaughter, Song Huaili slowly opened his eyes again.

The person in front of me gradually took shape until he became clear.

At this moment, time seems to stand still!

The father and daughter looked at each other in silence, with tears welling up in their eyes.

Song Shu stretched out her arms and hugged her father tightly: "Dad...!"

It was as if he wanted to pour out all the longing and grievances he had experienced over the years.

Song Huaili patted her back gently, giving her the most solid support.

"Ashu, my daughter...!"

"Dad...!" Song Shu kept shouting.

"Dad is here, Ashu...!" Song Huaili also responded word by word.

The Wang Chun sisters who were standing by had already knelt on the ground, crying inconsolably.

“Master… wuwuwu…!”

Song Huaili looked at the Wang Chun sisters and said, "Ah Chun and Ah Qiu, hurry up and get up. You have worked hard over the years."

The two sisters shook their heads: "Wuwuwu... Master, it's not hard...!"

Song Shu let go of her father, looked at him carefully, and sniffed: "Dad, you are old and thin...!"

Song Huaili smiled and said, "Silly child, your father is so old, he must be old."

When Song Shu saw the scars on her father's wrists and ankles, her heart ached.

Tears began to fall uncontrollably again: "Dad, who did all this?"

“Does it hurt…?”

Song Huaili shook his head: "Dad, it doesn't hurt. It hasn't hurt for a long time!"

"Ashu, where is this...?"

Song Shu wiped her tears and said, "Dad, this is the home of Jiu and my daughter."

"Dad, my daughter and Feng Luo have divorced."

Hearing this news, Song Huaili said in a gentle tone: "Ah Shu, it's better to divorce someone like Feng Luo!"

Song Shu: "By the way, Dad, where have you been these years?"

Faced with his daughter's inquiring eyes, Song Huaili looked at his granddaughter.

Feng Qingjiu said, "Grandpa, there is no need to hide these things from mother."

Song Huaili nodded: "Xiao Ajiu is right, there is really no need to hide some things from you."

Song Shu looked at her daughter and father with a puzzled look.

"Grandpa, let me tell you!" Feng Qingjiu looked at his beautiful mother and spoke slowly, "Mom, three years ago, Grandpa was falsely accused of treason and was executed. Feng Luo replaced Grandpa with someone else."

"What...! Feng Luo he...?" Song Shu was surprised.

Could it be that Feng Luo has been taking care of his father for all these years?

Seeing the touched look on his beautiful mother's face, Feng Qingjiu shook his head helplessly.

"Mom, don't be moved yet. Feng Luo is the mastermind behind all this."

"He was the one who asked someone to submit an anonymous report to the emperor, saying that Grandpa was colluding with the enemy and committing treason, and that all the evidence in the Grand Tutor's Mansion was forged by Feng Luo."

"Grandpa has been imprisoned in the basement by Feng Luo for the past few years."

"Feng Luo also cut the tendons of Grandpa's hands and feet."

Feng Qingjiu simply said it all at once! To avoid any misunderstanding from the beautiful mother.

After hearing what her daughter said, Song Shu was completely stunned!

His eyes were full of disbelief!

"Ajiu...are you talking about Feng Luo...?"

Feng Qingjiu nodded: "Mom, what I said is true, although I don't know why Feng Luo did this."

Because Feng Qingjiu was holding Feng Luo's personal jade pendant, he heard the truth about the case at the Grand Tutor's Mansion three years ago.

Song Shu looked at her father, seeking the truth.

Song Huaili closed his eyes and nodded: "Ah Shu, what Xiao Ah Jiu said is true."

"Wuuuu... Dad...! I'm sorry to you, to mom, and to the 72 people in the Song family who died...!" Song Shu said while crying.

"Ah...!" Song Huaili sighed: "Ah Shu, stop crying, Dad is back!"

"This is not your fault... Dad is also responsible for not seeing Feng Luo clearly back then...!"

"So I married you to him and let you suffer!"

Song Shu shook her head: "Dad, it's all my daughter's fault...!"

"Ashu, good girl...!" Song Huaili patted his daughter on the back.

When Song Shu thought about the seventy-two members of the Song family dying at the hands of Feng Luo, she felt heartbroken.