It didn't take long.

After dealing with the funeral home, Dongfang Hancai took his father back to Dongfang's home.

After busying the funeral of Dongfang Yi for a day, and the feeling of grief all day long, Dongfang Han and his father are exhausted physically and mentally.

The moment Dongfang Zhenhua stepped out of the car, his whole body was shaky, and his eyes were full of sadness.

Seeing that his father was not in good condition, Dongfang Han hurriedly supported him.

"Father, don't be too uncomfortable, take care of yourself."

Regarding Dongfangyi's body and ashes, he was afraid that his father would be hit, Dongfang Han did not mention it to his father.

He had too many doubts in his heart that he wanted to prove to Bai Liyue.

But it was late at night, and he had to settle down with his father first.

Dongfang Zhenhua's eyes were moist.

He gently pushed Dongfang Han away, looked up at the dark night sky, and sighed heavily.

"I really don't know what evil my Dongfang family has done. Rumeng is gone, Wanwan is missing. Now, even Yiyi has left me..."

Since ancient times, it is the most unacceptable thing for a white-haired person to send a black-haired person.

The Dongfang family has experienced blows again and again, and Dongfang Zhenhua couldn't stand it even if it was an iron strike.

The dark night sky at the moment, just like his mood, was depressed and suffocated, making him breathless.

Dongfang Han saw his father hurt so much, his heart was cut.

In just one month, he lost his mother and two sisters and nearly collapsed.

But he knew that he was now the pillar of the Dongfang family, and he couldn't fall down, and he couldn't let people see his fragility.

Even if his heart was cut by ten thousand sharp blades, he still had to refresh himself.

"Father, don't think so, maybe..."

Halfway through the conversation, Dongfang Han stopped again.

He wanted to say that maybe the second sister was still alive.

However, he was not sure, and did not dare to give his father this hope easily.

Dongfang Zhenhua raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corner of his eyes and blinked a few times.

"You don't need to comfort me. Father knows that your heart is even more uncomfortable. At how old you are, you will have to suffer so many separations. Father is incompetent and failed to protect your mother and sister. It is the father who is sorry for you."

He put his hand on Dongfang Han's shoulders, tears of old man.

Dongfanghan's eyes were hot: "Father, don't say that, don't blame you, don't blame yourself."

The tears in Dongfang Zhenhua's eyes couldn't help falling, and he choked up and said: "I knew that. At the beginning, it was better to let Yiyi not be the princess. Anyway, she can now be by my side safely."

When the two were hurt, Dongfang Yizheng walked towards them step by step without noticing it.

Seeing her father's somewhat rickety back, she spoke with difficulty and shouted: "Father."

Dongfang Zhenhua had a meal.

Even if he didn't see anyone, he couldn't be more familiar with his daughter's voice.

He turned back sharply.

I saw an ordinary-looking woman wearing grey cleaning clothes standing there.

"Yiyi!"

He was stunned and shocked.

Even if her appearance has changed a little, Dongfang Zhenhua can still see that this is Dongfangyi!

Dongfang Han was also shocked where he was, and hadn't recovered for a long time.

Dongfang Yi approached them step by step, smiling softly at the corners of his mouth: "Father, brother, it's me."

Looking at the living Dongfang Yi in front of him, Dongfang Zhenhua tremblingly stretched out her hand and grasped her wrist.

When he felt the temperature on her body and really felt that she was still alive, Dongfang Zhenhua was shocked that his pupils widened.

"Yiyi! You are still alive!"

Dongfang Yihui held his hand and gave him a very sure answer: "Father, I am still alive, I am not dead, and it is not me who was cremated in the coffin."

The sad faces of Dongfang Zhenhua and Dongfang Han turned into joy.

"Yiyi, here, what is going on!"

Dongfang Yi retracted his hand and knelt in front of Dongfang Zhenhua very respectfully.

"Father, please forgive my daughter's waywardness and self-assertion. I wanted to escape from the palace and the prince. Therefore, I asked Riyue to rescue me from the palace and acted in a scene with me."

Dongfang Zhenhua and his son looked at each other, their eyes filled with puzzles.

Dongfanghan quickly helped Dongfangyi and asked, "Second sister, what are you talking about, why are you running away from the prince? Isn't he nice to you?"

Looking at the doubts on the faces of his father and younger brother, Dongfang Yi opened his cuffs, revealing the bruises on his arms.

Dongfang Zhenhua was surprised: "This, this is?"

Dongfangyi lowered his cuffs.

"He beat him, father, brother, I have never spoken to you before, just because I am afraid you are worried.

The prince has a violent temperament and is moody. For so many years, I have spent every day in torment.

In fact, I am not as happy as the outside world sees. On the contrary, I feel that being a princess makes life like a year. "

After years of heartfelt, she finally confessed to her family, she felt a sense of ease for no reason.

Seeing the surprised expressions of her father and younger brother, she lowered her head and smiled bitterly, and continued: "I know, maybe you don't understand, or even think that I am impulsive and mischievous."

Having said this, she turned her back, her tone low.

"But I don't think so. Marrying Huangfu Yuncheng was not what I wanted. For so many years, I have done my best for the Dongfang family.

Maybe your father would call me unfilial. I am an adopted daughter. It is very lucky that I can grow up and be born into a nobleman.

I think so too, so I want to do everything I can to repay my father and mother's nurturing grace. "

When the words fell, she could not cry.

"But, father, do you know how suffocating it is to live a life of walking dead every day without being able to decide your own destiny..."

Looking back on the days spent with Huangfu Yuncheng over the years, Dongfang Yi only felt cold all over.

She didn't dare to think about it, she didn't dare to remember anymore, and she didn't dare to look back at the expressions of her father and younger brother at this time.

I haven't felt the same, and I probably won't realize her feelings.

"Yiyi..."

Listening to the distressed voice of his father behind him, Dongfang Yi interrupted his words: "Father, don't worry, I have suspended my death. Although the prince hasn't found out yet, I won't hurt you or the Dongfang family.

I just came back to see you and Xiaohan, and when I saw you were safe, I was relieved, I would leave here and go to a far place.

You, just assume that there is no daughter like me and no older sister like me. "

Dongfang Yi let out a sigh of relief and lifted his foot to leave.

Dongfang Zhenhua strode over, reached out his hand to stop her, and said sadly: "Yiyi, silly boy, this is your home, where do you want to go?"

Dongfang Han also walked over, his eyes flushed with tears in his eyes.

"Second sister! We are a family. Although you have no blood relationship with my father and me, my father and I have never regarded you as an outsider!"

Dongfang Zhenhua clutched her hand tightly, tears falling from the corners of his wrinkled eyes.

"Yiyi, you stupid boy, you have never regarded us as your real family members and never confided in us.

If my father knew that you would suffer so much in the palace, I would do my best to not let you marry into the royal family! "

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