Chapter 009 Complaint

Feng Qizhou didn't pay any attention to the intrigues between the women at all. After sending the people away, he personally had someone prepare the medicine soup. When he came back with the bowl of medicine, he saw Feng Qiao, who had already woken up at some point.

She was curled up in the blanket, with her small head peeking out, her big watery eyes looking at him, and her cheeks showing a faint blush from just waking up.

Feng Qizhou was completely softened by his own daughter's adorable appearance.

Setting the medicine bowl aside, Feng Qizhou approached the bedside and gently said, "Qingqing, are you awake? Is there anywhere that still feels uncomfortable?"

Feng Qiao looked at Feng Qizhou, who was so close, and saw him standing vividly in front of her. Clearly, he was tall and strong, but when he spoke, he seemed to be speaking cautiously, as if he was afraid of scaring her with a loud voice. His eyes were suddenly red.

Her long eyelashes fluttered, her small mouth pursed into a straight line, and her black agate-like eyes stared at Feng Qizhou without blinking.

Feng Qizhou looked at his daughter's silly and pitiful appearance and felt a surge of tenderness. He reached out and gently touched her head, softly saying, "Qingqing, what's wrong? Don't you recognize Daddy?"

Feng Qiao's eyes welled up, and she couldn't help but nuzzle her fuzzy head against Feng Qizhou's big palm, calling out with a nasal voice, "Daddy~"

The soft and tender call made Feng Qizhou's heart melt.

He quickly stepped forward, holding Feng Qiao and the blanket in his arms, looking at the silkworm-like baby with big watery eyes, and rubbed her head with his stubbly beard, saying softly, "Daddy is here, silly girl. Do you know that you almost scared Daddy to death this time?"

Thinking back to when he saw Feng Qiao before, the way she looked so haggard and almost lifeless, Feng Qizhou felt a lingering pain in his heart.

Feng Qiao leaned against Feng Qizhou's embrace, listening to his trembling voice filled with fear, feeling like she was in a dream.

Daddy didn't die, and she wasn't hurt. There were no endless taunts, no cold indifference, and the days of crying in the shadows seemed as if they had never existed.

She tightly held onto Feng Qizhou's sleeve. Even though she had lived through a lifetime and was no longer a child, she couldn't help but cry.

"Daddy, they all want to harm me. They all don't like me!"

"They won't let me eat... They all bully me. I'm so scared... Qingqing is so scared, I miss you so much..."

Feng Qizhou was overwhelmed by his daughter's crying.

He had long known that Feng Qiao must have suffered grievances outside, otherwise she wouldn't have been so ill. But when he heard Feng Qiao crying in his arms, saying that someone was harming and bullying her, he was still so angry that he wanted to tear those people apart.

Feng Qizhou hurriedly wiped away the tears for Feng Qiao, but the golden beans on her face seemed to be endless, and he suddenly panicked.

"Good girl, don't cry... Daddy is here, don't be afraid, Daddy will protect you."

"Tell Daddy who bullied you, who wanted to harm you, Daddy will definitely avenge you. Daddy will make them regret bullying Daddy's precious daughter!"

Feng Qiao, listening to Feng Qizhou's words, cried even harder.

As if she wanted to cry out all the grievances, fears, resentments, and helplessness from her previous life.

Feng Qizhou couldn't comfort the lump in his arms. Seeing her crying until her throat was hoarse, he was sweating with anxiety.

Qur, who was on the side, couldn't bear to watch. Seeing Feng Qizhou wiping the tears for her little miss with his calloused hands, rubbing her face until it was almost broken, she directly squeezed in and pushed Feng Qizhou away.

Qur's petite body leaned on the edge of the bed, reaching out to pat Feng Qiao's back, saying, "Miss, be good, don't cry. Shall I bring you some taro sugar milk cake? Madam Wang said that she personally made this batch of milk cakes, and they are delicious! I've tried them, they're really good!"

Feng Qiao, who was originally crying, was surprised to see a round and chubby face in front of her.

The little girl was only two years older than her, and she didn't understand anything, but she pretended to comfort her seriously.

Her chubby little hand patted her back, and her dimples appeared on her face. Even when she didn't smile, her eyes were curved like crescent moons.

Feng Qiao looked at Qur, who had grown up with her since childhood and had never suffered any hardships. She was innocent and free from any darkness.

She hadn't suffered the beatings from Liu Shi for bringing her a snack, nor had she been sent to the lecherous second son of Cheng Yuanhou for protecting her, and been tortured with scars, and finally jumped into the well, dying silently.

The little girl was comforting her, but when she mentioned the milk cakes, she couldn't help but lick her lips, looking like a greedy cat, which made people laugh.

Feng Qiao had never felt so keenly that she had come back.

Back to a time when nothing had happened, back to a time when everything could start over!

Feng Qiao couldn't help but smile through her tears, reaching out to pinch Qur's chubby cheeks, "Always thinking about food, look at how plump you've become."

Qur puffed up her cheeks and mumbled, "I'm not, Miss, you haven't seen me in these few days, I've lost weight."

Feng Qiao looked at her puffy cheeks and couldn't help but laugh at her runny nose.

Feng Qizhou, seeing his daughter finally smile, wiped his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief, saying to Qur, "Qur, go and bring some food for Qingqing. Remember to ask the kitchen to make something soft for her to eat with the medicine."

"I know!"

Qu'er stuck out her tongue and patted Feng Qiao's shoulder, whispering in her ear, "Miss, don't cry. Qu'er will secretly bring you some candy and milk cake, without letting Master Er know."

Feng Qiao watched Qu'er run out in a hurry, feeling relieved in her heart. Although her eyes were still red, a smile had appeared on her face.

Feng Qizhou pretended not to hear the secret conversation between Qu'er and his daughter. Seeing Feng Qiao laughing happily, he couldn't help but playfully pinch her nose and chuckled, "You heartless girl, just now you were crying so much, and now you're so happy. You almost broke your father's heart."

"Daddy!"

Feng Qiao blushed and protested shyly.

Feng Qizhou held his daughter's small pink fist and laughed heartily, pulling Feng Qiao out from under the blanket.

Skillfully, he dressed Feng Qiao in a pink embroidered jacket and a colorful butterfly shawl. His fingers expertly braided her soft long hair and wiped her face and hands with a handkerchief.

After serving Feng Qiao the food from the kitchen and giving her medicine, Feng Qizhou carried her to the soft couch by the window and asked her, "Are you full, Qinqin?"

Feng Qiao nodded.

"Then, should Qinqin tell Daddy what happened at Jiyun Temple that day? You said they bullied and harmed you. Who are 'they'?"