C2 I'm Not Your Father

Yun Xiao felt dizzy the moment she relaxed. The black man in front of her immediately fell forward.

Chen Hu rushed over to support Yun Xiao and asked anxiously, "Xiao-Xiao, are you alright?"

Yun Xiao blinked her eyes and took a few seconds to recover. She weakly replied, "It's nothing. I might be tired." He struggled to walk back to his room.

"Aren't you tired from the beating? You're still sick, what can you do if it gets worse?" Chen Hu supported Yun Xiao as they walked back, "Uncle Liu, don't take what you just said to heart. I'm here."

As he spoke, Chen Hu realized that Yun Xiao was not wearing shoes?!

"Why did you come out without your shoes?" That's enough, there's no need to help. Chen Hu picked him up and carried him into the room. After putting him down, he retreated outside the door: "Just you wait." He immediately turned around and walked to the well. He poured a bucket of water into a basin and placed it at Yun Xiao's feet.

Yun Xiao glanced at the foot wash and looked up. Chen Hu had already retreated to the door: "What are you doing? Is my room poisonous? "You hid so far away."

"What nonsense are you spouting?" A lone man and a single woman, how could I stay in your room for too long? " Chen Hu looked at the sky and noticed that it was getting late, "Rest well, I'll be going back first. If you need anything, just look for me."

The sound of footsteps outside the door faded into the distance.

Yun Xiao dipped her muddy feet into the water and took the opportunity to observe the so-called "boudoir."

In a small space about ten square meters in size, there was a bed made of dirt, and a wooden chest in the corner. Yun Xiao guessed that it was used to store clothes, but there was nothing else.

Too terrifying, was this called a room of a lady? Yun Xiao was flabbergasted.

After washing her feet, Yun Xiao sat on the edge of the bed, swinging her clean white feet to dry.

Since he was already here, he probably wouldn't be able to go back. He had to make a good plan on how to survive.

"One is called Chen Hu, the other is Liu, he's my uncle, my deceased mother's surname is Liu. "If Chen Hu calls her Aunt Yun and me Xiaoxiao, then my father's surname is also Yun. My name is either Yun Xiao or Yun Xiao Xiaoxiao." Yun Xiao trembled a little. "Yun Xiao's laughter is really unpleasant to listen to. My real name is Yun Xiao and it's still better to listen to it."

After some thought, Yun Xiao sat up straight. "Where's father?"

Yun Xiao hurriedly put on her shoes and walked out of the room. There was a large room behind the door, and on the right side of her room, there was another room on the left. It was all blocked by a curtain.

Right, there isn't even a door, hur hur.

Yun Xiao pulled open the curtain, and an indescribable smell filled the air, almost causing her to turn her head. However, the scene before her eyes stopped her in her tracks.

It was a dark room with similarly shabby furniture. A person as thin as a match laid on the bed, devoid of any life.

"Father?" Yun Xiao tried calling out to him as she slowly got closer to the bed. Finally, she was able to see the sunken face and the tightly closed eyes in the darkness.

As if hearing Yun Xiao's voice, the person on the bed tried hard to open his eyes. When he saw who it was, a complicated look appeared in his eyes. The moment he opened his mouth, he shocked Yun Xiao half to death.

"Actually, I'm not your father. Princess, you're the only beloved daughter of Master Different-Surname Prince of the Zhongxia Nation, Princess Zhao Hua. "The culprit who killed my father is …"

Yun Xiao:?!

Before he could say more, the man on the bed screamed, "Ah!" Then his body stiffened and his eyes lost focus.

"Not good." Yun Xiao shivered and leaned forward to listen to her chest. There was no heartbeat. "Don't die!"

After a long period of cardiopulmonary resuscitation, the man did not wake up. Yun Xiao passed out from exhaustion.

Before she lost consciousness, Yun Xiao's inner activity was, "I must have had eight lifetimes of bad luck."