Infinite Replacement

Jingyu's temporary residence is a hot spring hotel on the mountain. The temperature elsewhere has dropped, and here alone there is a little spring.

The building is wooden and has a winding corridor connecting different living areas-it is said that in peacetime, it is enough to accommodate a school graduation trip.

On this day, the quiet hot spring hotel was lively because of his birthday. Although the news of his stay in Japan was not disclosed, the generals of the Chinese Federation in Japan who came to congratulate him and the politicians of the new Japan continued to flow.

Jingyu let people concentrate them in the restaurant of the hot spring hotel, and set up one after another Japanese-style banquets to entertain them. He only showed his face once and stayed for half an hour, leaving the guests to his men who came to Japan with a military division.

Walking out of the corridor alone, he saw Sawasaki waiting there at the intersection of the roads leading to different living rooms.

"Your Excellency, please do not humiliate. Bring Princess Kagura Ye to congratulate you on your birthday." After Sawasaki greeted him, he bowed and bowed at the forty-five degrees that the Japanese often have, and said with a smile.

He said nothing and made a gesture of asking. Jingyu followed him to the place of the young princess.

After getting there, you can first see three men in black suits and sunglasses standing outside the door. Not far from them, there were also four guards who were Jingyu's personal guards saluting Jingyu, while Sawasaki stepped forward and whispered a few words to the middle man in sunglasses in Japanese.

The man in sunglasses gave Jingyu a surprised look, bowed slightly to Jingyu, and turned to pass the message to the sliding door.

Jingyu doesn't need to raise his ears to listen, he can see the man in sunglasses replies and nods deeply. Then, he opened the sliding door, lowered his body and asked Jingyu to step forward.

Sawasaki said as Jingyu walked by: "Your Excellency, go ahead next time."

He is also one of the guests who came here today, or that the outsiders who brought the royal family here today are not aware of it.

"Well." Jingyu responded, stepping into the room that was no stranger, but entered for the first time.

The light is slightly dim, and there is a table ten centimeters above the ground right in front of the sliding door. Now, there was a small body sitting on that table. How he could not see clearly was blocked by the hanging curtain.

Under the table, one left and one right are middle-aged men and women wearing kimonos. They want to serve her servants.

When they saw Jingyu, the two servants knelt and bowed in a kneeling posture.

Jingyu sat down cross-legged on the tatami in the center of the house.

"It's a great honor to see His Royal Highness division of the Chinese Federation this time." The tender, still milky voice came out from behind the curtain with a somewhat old-fashioned tone. Fushou Ankang."

She leaned forward slightly.

Girls use Japanese, and ‘dian’ is a respect for men. It doesn’t matter. As long as there is a daughter who hasn’t grown up, fathers believe they don’t hate such greetings.

Jingyu deliberately said: "Other people have given me gifts, how about you little princess?"

The girl who was sitting straight again clapped her hands gently, and the female servant stood up. Wearing a kimono, she walked to the corner of the room in small steps. From there, she picked up a tray and came to Jingyu. She knelt down and held the tray high.

Jingyu didn't look at it, waved her female servant back.

The curtain did not completely close the line of sight. Seeing his movements vaguely, the girl asked hesitantly:

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"Are you dissatisfied?"

Jingyu smiled, "When I hear you talking to me in a formal tone, I will treat you as an adult. However, if you are still a child, you may wish to relax and speak more casually. I will treat children Way to talk to you."

The girl turned her head a little puzzled, and just sat halfway through the action. After a few seconds of silence, she did not know how to respond to Jingyu.

"You go outside the door." Jingyu instead gave her orders to the two servants in the room.

The servants looked at each other, not knowing whether to obey.

"Go on." The girl followed the order once.

The servants bowed in her direction, rose from a kneeling posture, and slowly retreated around the side.

The sliding door was pulled up to Jingyu to see, the little girl inside, a pair of small hands held tightly under the wide sleeves.

"Kaguya, I have a daughter over a year old, do you know?" Jingyu said suddenly like a chat.

"Huh?" The girl whispered inadvertently, not expecting him to say this, or expecting him to call her name directly. However, the content of his conversation made many girls who understood things feel relaxed.

She nodded ‘um’, “Aijia” originally instinctively wanted to use formal language, and when she thought of Jingyu, she changed to the woman’s self-proclaimed ‘private’ halfway, “I, I have heard of it.”

"Want to see what she looks like?" Jingyu took out a picture from her arms, **** and a clip, and flung forward. The photo drilled straight through the gap between the curtains, then drew a parabola and fell to the girl's hand.

The girl was attracted by his magical means, looked down at the photo in surprise, and then looked up at him across the curtain. After going back and forth several times, she finally restrained the urge to ask, and the detective picked up the photo.

"Well, so cute."

"Right."

A heartfelt admiration, a father Kagura who seemed satisfied after showing off, smiled silently with his small mouth covered, and finally let go completely. After putting the picture down, she said boldly:

"Everyone says you are very majestic and terrible, I don't see it."

"So what do you think I look like?" Jingyu asked.

"Hmm-" she thought with a long voice, "like a good father." Then, the voice turned a little sad, "If my father showed my picture like this, I would be embarrassed, But I will also be very happy."

Her father is gone. Not only that, but also her other loved ones

Realizing her sadness, Jingyu stood up, walked to the curtain, and lifted the curtain. Inside is a little girl with a hairstyle that resembles his daughter Han Cook. He squatted in front of her and reached out to stroke her head.

"Would you like to be my daughter? I will spoil you like a father."

"Hey." Hesitating whether to stop him from treating his own Kagura like this, completely froze.

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