Chapter 1109: For him to abandon the country (3)

Chapter 1109 for his abandonment of the state (3)
Fu Qingqi sank for a long time, she looked back at the man lying on the bed, turned and walked out of the door.
Inside the royal study.
The man in the bright yellow robes sat at the desk, his eyes sharp, falling to the door of the opened study, with a dull light in his eyes.
"Father."
Fu Qingyi walked in from outside the door, his voice was not salty or light, and he did not lose respect: "You call your daughter, but something?"
"Qing dynasty," Fu Yu put down the play in his hand. "The father has just heard that you want to let the girl from Tianyue State... marry Murong Yang?"
Fu Qingxi’s heart jerked, and she suddenly raised her head and looked at Fu Yu unbelievably:
Father, do you send people to follow me?

"If this is not the case, I still don't know that you will behave like this. Because you are pampered with you and you are indulging in everything, you can't do it!" The man's tone was cold and unquestionable.
He will never allow his daughter to live a life and die for a lifetime!
"Father of the Emperor!"
"Clearly, tell you the truth, among the young talents who came to the time, Murong Yang is indeed my most optimistic person, you should consider the marriage with him."
A clear look, she looked at Fu Yu's eyes with a little disappointment.
"My daughter has always been because the father is not the same as the ordinary monarch. Now my daughter finally understands that as a royal son, she can't be the master's own marriage. Murong Yang's little nephew is not what I like, I Don't understand why you force me?"
Fu Yu's face is a little bit: "What's wrong with Murong Yang? His talent is good, General Murong's strength is good! He has always been infatuated with you, and has not been in a foreign affairs, clear, 朕, believe, you marry Murong Yang, this life will not regret."
Fu Qingxi sneered, her mouth with a self-deprecating arc.
"No, I will marry him, I will regret it!"
She stopped her sleeves, turned resolutely, and was as chic as she was.
"Father, you don't have to say more, I won't marry Murong Yang, and the wind will fall, I will definitely be his wife. So, I am right."
"Clear!"
Fu Yu stood up fiercely, and his face was even more ugly: "You forgot that when you were young, it was Murong Yang Fen who saved you. A few years ago, you were willing to leave the Haitian Kingdom and open the palace. Master, the result is in danger, is Murong Yang saved you! Why did the old general Murong die in the same year? It is also because of saving you!"
Fu Qingyi’s footsteps, after all, stopped at a step away from the door.
Every time Fu said these things, it was like having a needle and stabbing her heart.
Let her heart be filled with guilt and guilt.
"Father, I know... I know everything," Fu Qingyi lowered his head and clenched his fist. After half a ring, there was a bitter smile on her stunning face. "If you didn't meet him, maybe... you are so forced I, I will marry Murong Yang for my resignation."
"But... because of him, there is no way to do it, there is no way!"
The girl turned slowly, the white coat was light in the breeze, and the smile was bitter and beautiful.
"I don't think that, in order to repay, I will take my life's happiness, father, in order to repay the generals, you willing to let me marry someone I don't love? Even the flower banquet is also for you. Yang’s excuse to find?

(End of this chapter)