The female bandit who traveled through another world knocked down Master Gao Leng

Liu Daneng even went up and kicked them one by one: "Get lost, you incompetent thing. You are not even as good as the little princess, and you are still complaining here."

Liu Yong went up and pushed Doctor Lan and Doctor Wen out: "You two idiots, go away, don't be an eyesore here."

When Doctor Lan and Doctor Wen saw Li Mengyun's miraculous arrow-pulling skill, they were so impressed that they were reluctant to leave.

The two men struggled desperately and pushed each other with General Liu Yong.

Li Mengyun was annoyed and said in a deep voice: "Shut up! You guys are making a fuss. My father is injured. Does he want to rest?"

As soon as Li Mengyun finished speaking, the room became unusually quiet, and even the sound of a needle falling to the ground could be heard clearly.

Murong Li saw that his men were shocked by his precious daughter's words and burst out laughing.

But the next moment he couldn't laugh anymore. His brows were furrowed and he started coughing.

Li Mengyun was frightened and looked at Murong Li's wound nervously.

She scolded him, "Dad, please stop laughing. It took a lot of effort to sew up your wound. If it breaks open and bleeds, it will be bad."

Murong Li looked at Li Mengyun with a doting look and laughed: "Okay, my daughter, Daddy won't laugh anymore. Daddy will keep his mouth shut."

Murong Li said this and winked at the deputy general.

Huang Chunhua understood what he meant.

He began to drive people away: "Go, go, go, everyone. The emperor lost too much blood after the arrow was removed and needs to rest."

When the generals heard this, they all nodded.

He said to Murong Li: "Your Majesty, I will leave first. You should have a good rest. Don't worry, I and others will guard Feiying Pass well."

After talking for a while, they bowed to Murong Li and left.

Military Doctor Lan and Military Doctor Wen were hesitant and reluctant to leave.

Huang Chunhua pushed them out one by one, "Let's all go. It's not too late to talk about it later."

The two military doctors were full of curiosity about Li Mengyun's medical skills. Their hearts felt itchy as if they were being scratched by a cat's claws.

But seeing that Li Mengyun didn't even glance at them, he could only shake his head helplessly and was pushed out by Huang Chunhua.

Li Mengyun said to Murong Li, who was staring at her without blinking, "Dad, are you sure I'm your daughter? Aren't you afraid that I'm a fake?"

Murong Li smiled and waved to Li Mengyun: "Daughter, come here, come closer to daddy."

Li Mengyun moved closer to Murong Li, bent down and smiled at her father with narrowed eyes.

Murong Li's eyes were red. She raised her trembling hand, moved closer to Li Mengyun little by little, and gently stroked Li Mengyun's face.

Stroke by stroke, the contours of Li Mengyun's face were carefully depicted.

He murmured to himself, "My daughter, you look so much like your mother. When I see you, it's as if I see your mother from more than ten years ago."

Murong Li's hand stopped on the red mole on Li Mengyun's forehead.

He touched it gently and sighed, “You just have this beauty mole more than your mother, you are really beautiful.

This is a sign of great wealth and honor. My daughter will definitely be extremely wealthy in the future."

Li Mengyun nodded her head: "Of course, who told me that I have such an awesome father? It's hard not to be rich and powerful."

There were tears in Murong Li's eyes, but he burst out laughing.

He nodded seriously: "That's right, my precious daughter of Murong Li, you can walk around freely in the entire Qiong Dynasty without any problem, and no one dares to say a word about you."

Li Mengyun chuckled, grabbed Murong Li's hand and started massaging him gently.

Murong Li hummed comfortably.

He whispered, "Daughter, tell Dad how you and your mother have been through these years.

You must have suffered a lot, right? How did you develop these skills?"

So Li Mengyun told Murong Li about her and her mother Song Yao.

When Murong Li learned from Li Mengyun that Song Yao's disappearance was caused by the sisters Jin Ping and Jin Mei.

He clenched his hands into fists, gritted his teeth, and had tears in his eyes.

Anger and sorrow were like a tide, about to drown him.

He gnashed his teeth and growled, "These two little bastards, I will definitely skin them alive before I can vent my hatred."

Li Mengyun nodded fiercely: "Yes, pull out their tendons, peel off their skin, grind their bones and scatter their ashes. Make sure they can never be reborn as human beings in the next life."

Murong Li looked at Li Mengyun lovingly and smiled: "I didn't expect that my daughter is more cruel than me. Yes, you should be so cruel and ruthless when dealing with your enemies."

"Dad, but I don't want to do this."

Murong Li asked in surprise: "That Jin Ping is your aunt, do you want to let her go?"

"She's nothing but my aunt. Ugh!"

Li Mengyun's eyes widened and she sneered, "I don't want to let them go so soon, I want to torture them both for the rest of their lives.

I disfigured the vicious woman Jin Ping and then threw them into jail.

I guess they are both in jail right now, with rats gnawing on their toes every day."

Murong Li was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter: "When it comes to torturing people, my daughter is the best."

"Dad, let's laugh softly. If we wait a moment, the wound will open again and that will be bad."

Murong Li waved his hand nonchalantly: "If Daddy is happy, then let it crack."

Li Mengyun looked at Murong Li and asked in a low voice: "Dad, my mother was stranded in Taohua Village and married my father Li Zhan. Will you blame my mother?"

Murong Li's heart ached and he closed his eyes.

After a long while, he murmured to himself: "I don't blame your mother. Your mother is a weak woman, wandering outside alone, and she has lost her memory. She has no choice."

Li Mengyun massaged Murong Li's shoulders again and nodded.

Murong Li sighed and said, "Maybe it was God's will. If Li Zhan hadn't rescued her, your mother might have died a long time ago.

He also took such good care of you and your daughter. He is a good man."

Li Mengyun smiled.

Thinking of the crybaby Li Zhan, he said to Murong Li: "My father is a really good person. He is good to my mother, to me, and to my younger brother Xiaobao. He is really a very good father."

"Your brother Xiaobao? How old did you say he was this year?"

When Li Mengyun talked about her younger brother Xiaobao, she smiled happily: "Dad, my younger brother Xiaobao is more than four years old. After the New Year and the Lantern Festival, he will be five years old."

Murong Li looked at Li Mengyun's smiling face and slowly smiled himself.

"It can be seen that you two siblings have a very good relationship. Xiaobao must be very cute, right?"

Li Mengyun stopped the massage and started bending her fingers.

"My brother is smart, handsome, cute, and obedient. He is so attached to me."

"Your father in Taohua Village has educated you very well. When I meet Li Zhan one day, I will definitely thank him well.

If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have a daughter as smart and beautiful as you."