Chapter 200: Accounting after the fall

Luo Haitian had to look at Luo Qingyu again for help: "Yun Xia, even if your father blame you, okay? You can make your sister better."
Luo Qingyu smiled lightly, with a touch of ridicule on his lips: "Father Wang talked heavily. Yunxia was just curious. When Yunchao was forcing Yunxia to use force, why didn't the father stop him? Let her men be merciless? If Now Yunxia is on the ground. What will happen to his father? Will he also worry about Yunxia? "
"This ..." Luo Haitian sweat rolled down his forehead: "Yun Xia, the father doesn't want you to be okay. Otherwise, I won't hear of you and will hurry to see you."
He said this in his mouth, but he was startled in his heart. He always feels more guilty than love to the eldest daughter who has been recovered. When the eldest daughter and the youngest daughter have a conflict, he always unconsciously favors the younger daughter ...
Luo Qingyu smiled softly, but the smile didn't reach his eyes: "Father, from Luo City to here, if the horse is smashed, it can be reached in five days, but Yun Xia fell into the seam, but it was eight days ago. thing……"
Her tone slowed down: "But as far as Yun Xia knows, I sent you a letter on the day of the accident. Did your father and father rush on the road for eight days?"
In a sentence, Luo Haitian asked with a blushing neck and a thick neck: "This-you, what are you talking about? There are so many things in the royal palace. The father always has to deal with the task at hand before he can come over and delay for three days ..."
Luo Qingyu raised an eyebrow: "Uh? Is that so?"
There was a smile on her face, and a pair of sharp eyes seemed to have sharpness and insight, which made Luo Haitian look faint for a while in her heart: "Of course ... it is so. Do you still suspect a father?"
He was a little embarrassed and angry: "If you don't believe me, ask your brother, isn't it like this?"
Luo Nian did not expect to be dragged into the water at this time by his father, took a moment to glance, glanced at Luo Haitian, and took a moment.
At first, when he heard that his sister had an accident, he immediately made a noise to see Shenxianpo, but Luo Haitian refused to let it go. He said that since it had collapsed, it must be dangerous, there must be aftershocks, and the risk was too great. He had lost his eldest daughter. We can no longer lose our only son.
And lest he get a hot head and run away, he will be put under house arrest ...
Until five days ago, Luo Haitian suddenly came to tell him that his sister Luo Yunxia was not dead. He was accepted as a disciple by the Great Teacher, because he was blessed by misfortune, and he immediately packed his bags. The father and son rushed to the capital together. ...
Now my father asks his head in front of so many people. How can this answer him?
To be honest, I'm afraid that my sister will be more chilled, and my father's face will not look good.
But if he followed the words of his father, he felt sorry for his sister ...
He coughed, and said vaguely, "We have been ... fast these five days."
Luo Qingyu's lip corner was gently picked, and slowly said, "Father, so, do you really care about Yunxia's life and death?"
"Of course!" Luo Haitian was angry. "You are also my daughter, and you naturally care about your father."
"Uh? When did I disappear when I was eight?"
"This—is ... it's August 23, 363, Cangli." Luo Haitian groaned and answered.
"So-when did my father find Yun Xia missing?" Luo Qingyu pressed hard.