The next morning. In the Breeze and Moon Pavilion.
Jiang Tian woke up early and saw Lin Dai 'er waiting outside the window.
Today was the day Jiang Tian went to buy medicinal materials. Lin Dai 'er attached great importance to it. Before dawn, she had already packed up and waited for Jiang Tian.
After all, if Jiang Tian couldn't cure the princess, Purple Marquis might make trouble for her again.
Jiang Tian nodded at her through the window and began to braid his daughter's hair. He was unhurried and leisurely.
"Dad, your braid is messy. It's more like a hemp rope. It makes me look like a hedgehog. It's not even as good as Auntie Li's daughter's! "
When Jiang Tian finally finished, Jiang Beibei looked in the mirror and couldn't help but say gloomily.
Auntie Li was the kitchen maid in this courtyard. She had a ten-year-old girl who was very close to Jiang Beibei.
"Don't be angry. Dad will do it again!"
Jiang Tian was flustered. He quickly untied the whip and began to comb and braid again.
He was also helpless about this.
He had all kinds of cultivation methods at his fingertips. Refining pills, drawing talismans, and making artifacts were all as easy as taking something out of his pocket. However, braiding seemed very simple, but he still couldn't master it after a few years.
Every time, he was like Zhu Bajie embroidering, clumsy and unfocused.
Seeing this, Lin Dai 'er was a little impatient. She stepped forward and urged, "Fellow Daoist Jiang, that's enough. Let's go. It's already late. If we're late, the good herbs might be snatched away by others! "
"Nothing is more important than braiding my daughter's hair!"
Jiang Tian said without looking up.
He didn't know when he would be able to reunite with Zhao Xueqing. Although he was full of fighting spirit, he couldn't help but feel depressed.
However, every time he saw his daughter, it was like seeing the face of his beloved wife. It made his heart feel soothed and comforted.
His daughter was his heart and soul, his intimate little cotton-padded jacket.
He could endure endless suffering and humiliation, but his daughter couldn't be wronged in the slightest.
Other children should enjoy the warmth and a beautiful childhood. She couldn't miss out on any of it.
Lin Dai 'er's beautiful eyebrows wrinkled, feeling displeased. She thought to herself, this Siqing wanderer is really arrogant and condescending. Your current position was given to you by the Lin family of the Marquis of Zhenyuan. What, you don't even take your master's words to heart? He actually flatly refused.
However, she still needed Jiang Tian to treat the princess, so she didn't want to offend him. She squeezed out a smile and looked at Jiang Beibei.
"Bei Bei, you're already beautiful enough. You don't have to make up anymore, right?"
"It's not beautiful. Dad, you have to redo it. "
Jiang Beibei shook her head and said seriously.
Lin Dai 'er could not help but feel anger rising in her heart, she raised her hand and pretended to hit her, scolding her harshly: "Stupid girl, how can you be so insensible? Don't you know that Her Royal Highness needs your father to get medicine? Do you believe that I won't beat you up if you continue to pester me? In the future, the children in the residence will never play with you again! "
Seeing this scene, Jiang Beibei was so scared that her delicate body trembled, her eyes reddened, and her small mouth flattened. She shrank back and said: "No. Dad, I won't make it up, you should go! "
She felt extremely wronged.
In her hometown, her father was the most powerful hero, and no one dared to bully her. The adults all surrounded her and tried to make her happy.
Why did everything change when he arrived here? Everyone actually dared to threaten to beat him up.
She was actually just confused about this, but what really frightened her was that she was isolated by the children in the residence.
After all, she was an outsider with no relatives, no grandmother's care, and no mother's warm embrace. Although her father and Uncle Dahei were very good to her, they often had business to attend to and could not accompany her all day. She was extremely lonely.
It was not easy for her to make a few friends, which she exchanged with osmanthus cakes.
Jiang Tian leaned over and kissed her forehead, smiling: "It's okay. Aunt Dai 'er was just teasing you. You will have more and more friends. "
He looked up at Lin Dai 'er and said in a deep voice: "That's enough. What's the point of bullying children? "
Jiang Tian was still braiding her hair unhurriedly, and Jiang Beibei looked like she was enjoying it. She said in a sweet voice: "Dad, I've made a lot of progress this time. It's as good as the one my mother made! "
"Haha, I'm just forcing myself to do it. It's too difficult. When I find your mother one day, I'll let her do it! "
Jiang Tian laughed.
"Will you find my mother?"
"Of course!"
Seeing that Jiang Tian was still unhurried, Lin Dai 'er suddenly became anxious and scolded coldly: "Are you kidding me? Is treating the princess not as important as braiding your daughter's hair and wearing a flower? "
She scolded condescendingly: "Do you know that if it weren't for the Lin family, you would just be a rogue cultivator from outside the river, an ant from a remote place? Maybe you would have been bitten by monsters, robbed by bandits, and left in the wilderness! You don't care about treating the princess at all and make excuses. Do you not take me seriously? "
Seeing that Jiang Tian was ignoring her.
She pointed the gun at Jiang Beibei and scolded: "And you, Jiang Beibei, how old are you now? How can you be so insensible and spoiled? You're really a wild girl with no mother to raise you! Humph, your mother is already dead. You'll never see her again! "
At this moment, her eyes were extremely vicious.
Hearing this, Jiang Beibei burst into tears. She pulled Jiang Tian's clothes and said: "Dad, didn't you say that mom was not dead and was just taken away? Why would Aunt Dai 'er say that? "
Jiang Tian quickly comforted her gently. It took Jiang Beibei a long time to stop crying.
Turning around, Jiang Tian was so angry that his face was ashen. He had never been so angry before.
He said coldly: "Lin Dai 'er, you think too highly of yourself and too little of me? Your Lin family took me in? Do you think that with my ability, I can't survive in this small Saint Origin World? You don't know what kind of existence you're talking to! "
As he spoke, his temperament changed. His whole person seemed to be above all things, looking down on all living beings.
This was the true face of the Tai Chu Celestial Venerable, the Hongmeng God.
All his previous concessions were only because he was playing the role of Jiang Siqing. This mortal world was like a game in his eyes. Would you care about the insults and provocations of the NPCs in the game? If you were unhappy, you could just crush them.
Jiang Tian's voice seemed to come from the vast Ninth Heaven.
"Previously, I tolerated you all because of the Lin Family. Without the Lin family, you are no different from an ant in my eyes.
"Let's not talk about how I have my own plans to treat the princess. Even if I don't want to do it, so what? What can you do to me? "
People were always like this, fearing power but not kindness.
Facing the vicious Purple Marquis, Lin Dai 'er was so scared that she knelt and begged for mercy, trembling and not daring to resist.
But facing Jiang Tian, even if she knew that Jiang Tian's treatment of the princess would determine the survival of the Lin family, her subconscious told her that Jiang Tian was a kind person and would not do anything to her. Yet, she dared to criticize him and be arrogant.
Even if she knew that Jiang Tian's strength could easily suppress her. After all, her strength was still far from Zhang Muyun's.
"You …"
Lin Dai 'er's face stiffened. She did not expect Jiang Tian to be so fierce and domineering, not giving her any face.
She took a few deep breaths to suppress her anger and said coldly:
"My father thinks highly of you. You've only been here for three months, but he promoted you to the head of the Honorary Legion, the chief guest, and gave you a courtyard. Are you not grateful enough?"
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
