Chapter Nine: Acknowledging the Father

As she watched, Zhang Qi felt a bit dazed. Clearly, she had lived two lives, yet at this moment, looking at the biological father of her current body, she unexpectedly felt a subtle sense of longing.

Zhang Qi, upon seeing this, quickly reached out to hold her hand

Faced with the gaze of the crowd, A-Lü's face turned as red as if it were about to bleed; her lips trembled as she tried to say something, but not a single word could escape her lips

Inform the lady of this matter

Just as he walked out of the woods, he happened to see his sister-in-law break into a smile. She was clearly just an ordinary sister-in-law, yet somehow, that smile possessed a beauty reminiscent of the bright moonlight and the serene charm of mountains and waters. However, in the blink of an eye, that smile vanished, and now, as he looked again, she appeared to be merely an exceedingly ordinary sister-in-law, as if what he had just seen was merely an illusion.

Everyone looked on in unison

The man before me appears to be in his early thirties, with an oval face, fair skin, and features that are somewhat delicate. His smile is warm, and his gaze is gentle

Having concluded his instructions, Zhang Shierlang turned to Zhang Qi and casually inquired, "Qi'er, do you have any requests?"

He finally remembered that he had sent someone to bring back this daughter three months ago

She is even more anxious than herself

As Zhang Qi was staring blankly at her father, Zhang Shierlang had already approached. He scanned the group of young people and then turned his gaze towards Zhang Qi and A Lu. After a glance, he smiled and said: "It is indeed these two maidservants who have managed to amuse the exquisite beauties of the Zhang Xiao family?"

As soon as the voice of the middle-aged man was heard, the two young men turned around simultaneously to pay their respects, "I have met you, Uncle Twelve"

As soon as he understood, he smiled and turned to a few young men, saying: "This child's mother is from the countryside. I learned about her not long ago, so I brought the child here."

Zhang Shierlang's enthusiasm was only this high, he nodded gently at Zhang Qi and said: "It's good that you have come, let's do it this way, Lao Li"

Upon hearing this, A-Lü finally awakened from her reverie of beauty. She nudged Zhang Qi and whispered, "A-Qi, this is your father, quickly call him!"

Xiao Mo smiled wryly, preparing to respond, when he suddenly heard a sound of footsteps approaching from behind. Following that, a hearty laugh from a middle-aged man rang out, "In the blink of an eye, you all disappeared, making me search for you for quite a while, only to find you gathered here!"

He just glanced over, and for some reason, he began to stare intently at Zhang Qi again

Zhang Qi?'' Zhang Shierlang was a bit surprised, and after a moment, he suddenly said: ``I see, you are Aqi, my daughter.

This sentence clearly indicates the identity of Zhang Qi's illegitimate daughter

At this moment, Zhang Qi lowered her brows and a thick fringe covered half of her face, leaving little to admire. Yet that young man kept staring and gazing intently.

At the forefront walks a young man clad in wide sleeves and a flowing robe. This young man possesses long legs and a slender waist, with fair skin, a straight nose, and thin lips, his gaze clear and filled with emotion. He steps gracefully in wooden clogs, approaching with an air of elegance. As he moves, the wide sleeves of his robe flutter in the gentle breeze of early spring, exuding a sense of ethereal grace as if he is riding the wind. Truly, he is a figure of remarkable bone structure, like a jade tree standing tall in the wind

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With a smile, he waved his right hand and said, "Gentlemen, everyone in the residence has been waiting for a long time, let us depart." After saying this, he turned around first, preparing to leave

Turning around, he said to a hunched, thin black man: "This child is my flesh and blood, please make arrangements for him."

Seeing her in a daze, somewhat lost in thought as if she did not know what day it was, Zhang Qi nudged her with her elbow, then bent her knee in a gesture of respect and softly called out: "I have met the gentleman." As soon as her voice fell, A Lu also came to her senses and hurriedly bowed, saying: "This servant has met the gentleman."

Before they could speak, A-Lü, afraid that his words would be interrupted, stammered as he pointed at Zhang Qi and exclaimed: "She, she is your daughter, don't you remember?"

After gently squeezing A-Lü's palm to calm her down, Zhang Qi released her and stepped forward, kneeling before Zhang Shierlang and respectfully saying: "Daughter Zhang Qi, pays her respects to father"

A-Lü stood beside Zhang Qi, anxiously stamping her feet. Seeing that Zhang Qi was lost in thought, staring at her father, she could no longer contain herself. She suddenly shouted, "You, you are the Twelfth Young Master, right?" Zhang Twelfth Young Master paused in his steps and turned his head simultaneously with the other young men.

In her past memories, there seems to be a father, but the details of his appearance and character have become vague.

The group of young boys exchanged a few words, showing no interest in Zhang Qi: she is merely an illegitimate daughter

Behind the young man, there were three other boys of similar age. Although these boys also wore long robes with wide sleeves and their garments billowed in the wind, and one even had powder on his face, they were, in terms of demeanor and features, vastly different from the young man walking in front.

The boy at the forefront glanced at A-Lü with great interest, his eyes shifting as he cast a sidelong look at Zhang Qi

Upon seeing the young man approach, A-Lü's face turned completely red. She had just lowered her head, but quickly raised it again, her large eyes occasionally glancing at the young man who was walking in front. With each glance, her eyes sparkled a little more.

Zhang Qi cast a humorous glance at A Lv, finally raising her head to look earnestly at her father

Seeing him staring blankly at Zhang Qi, a slightly dark-skinned young man stepped forward. He glanced at Zhang Qi and laughed, saying: "What is it, does the charming Xiao Lang of Jiankang fancy this little sister?"

Another young man laughed heartily and said, "What’s wrong with this little sister? Brother Twenty-Seven, you are still too young to understand the beauty of the moon at its peak and the budding charm of the early spring. Moreover, that little maid is also a playful simpleton." At this point, he winked at Xiao Lang and said, "Amo, don’t you think so?"

He found it quite amusing and burst into laughter at that moment

A line of people comes through the flowers and brushes against the willows

Realizing the importance of recognizing friends as family, A-Lü has completely set Xiao Mo aside. "What are you still dawdling for? Step forward," A-Lü said, her voice tinged with a hint of tension and urgency by the end.

Then, Xiao Lang glanced back at him, shook his head, and for some reason, could not help but look towards Zhang Qi again. Meeting her, who still kept her head down and her gaze averted, he could not help but feel a sense of disappointment

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