Wen Yiming took the two of them into the house, closed the door, and secretly said that this jade vine incense's eyes were a little strange, what was Wen Xiangtong doing here?

Although he knew that Wen Xiangtong was his aunt, he didn't have a good impression of the people in Mingyang Palace. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After Yutenxiang entered the room, she sat at the table, and there was a hint of appreciation in her eyes when she looked at Wen Yiming, which was more of a weirdness, which made Wen Yiming a little inexplicable.

Wen Yiming touched his nose and said, "What is Elder Yu looking for me?"

"First of all, Yu thanked Zhiyu for saving a 'Dong Jian' order for Moxiang Shuxuan yesterday!" Yu Tengxiang smiled: "You will understand later." ”

Wen Yiming waved his hand, "It's not enough to worry about it, and secondly?"

Yuteng Xiang said: "The second is to accompany Xiangtong to find you and want to ask you something." Xiang Tong"

While speaking, Yu Tengxiang turned her head to look at Wen Xiangtong, who was half blocked by herself, but found that she was looking at the desktop fixedly.

Wen Yiming also saw Wen Xiangtong's state clearly with Yu Tengxiang's movements, and then remembered that he forgot to put away the blood-colored jade pendant.

A few steps forward, the probe put away the blood-colored jade pendant unceremoniously, and said lightly: "No comment, if it's okay, Elder Jade, please go back!"

Wen Xiangtong's face was a little pale, but more excited, she stood up and trembled her voice, and said, "This jade pendant, can you tell me who gave it to you?"

Seeing Wen Yiming's indifferent face, Yuteng Xiang also got up and said: "Yiming, on the way to Moxiang Shuxuan, Xiangtong has been wanting to talk to you, maybe between you."

Wen Yiming waved his hand to interrupt Yu Tengxiang's words, looked at Wen Xiangtong, nodded and said coldly: "The jade pendant belongs to Wen Ziyu, why ask knowingly." That's right, I should call you aunt, but there are no relatives in Mingyang Palace, I only have my mother. You don't have to be cowardly, everyone between me and the Mingyang Mansion is tacit, do you think these tricks are interesting?"

Wen Xiangtong's face turned even paler, and tears rolled in her eyes.

Yu Tengxiang raised her hand and put it on her back, while slowly absorbing the soft true qi, she said a little angrily: "Yiming, listen to me." I don't know about Mingyang Palace, but Xiangtong has not lived in Mingyang Mansion since she was a child, and she is now. You may not know what kind of person she is, but if you can become a best friend with me, you should know what Yu is like. I thought, you should give her a chance to speak, shouldn't you?"

Wen Yiming watched Wen Xiangtong's big tears splash on the table, and even he didn't know why he felt a little uncomfortable inexplicably.

After carefully thinking about everything since I met Wen Xiangtong, he slowly sat down after a while, and said, "Say what you have to say!"

Wen Xiangtong took the handkerchief handed over by Yu Tengxiang, nodded gratefully to his girlfriend, wiped away his tears and calmed his agitated mood, and said: "This jade pendant has been passed down from generation to generation by the Wen family, but it is only passed down from family to family; ”

After Wen Xiangtong said a few words, he seemed to be much calmer, and then said: "You said that you killed Wen Yuanzheng, I really don't know about this, although I am not a person from Moxiang Study, I grew up with Fuji Xiang in Moxiang Study, and then I returned to Mingyang City to live alone, and every time I go to Mingyang Palace, I also visit my brother."

Seeing that Wen Yiming's expression softened a lot, Wen Xiangtong bit her lower lip and continued: "Wen Yuanzheng, Wen Yuancheng, and Wen Huanzhu are all my nephews, but I have never felt a sense of intimacy in them, but I can." I know that doesn't prove anything, it's just that you and my brother have been getting worse in recent years!"

At the end, Wen Xiangtong added, "I really can't say much, I hope you can go and see him." ”

Wen Yiming's face was indifferent, but there were some fluctuations in his heart. Wen Xiangtong's words he believed, firstly, to understand the truth, and secondly, he could feel Wen Xiangtong's sincerity. Like Wen Xiangtong, he can also feel a cordiality in the other party.

According to the news Fang Xi said, Wen Ziyu is indeed in danger, but he can still persevere, which is one of the reasons why he went to northern Xinjiang. Counting all the wasted time, he needed to rush to the northern frontier in three months and hand over the blood book to Zeng Tianyou.

However, there are too many variables in the world, and it is really uncertain whether Wen Ziyu can persist until that time, what he really values is that he cannot let his mother regret and disappoint.

Looking at the miserable Wen Xiangtong, Wen Yiming pondered for a moment and decided to tell Wen Xiangtong some news, anyway, this is not a secret in the Mingyang Palace, not to mention, Wen Xiangtong did make him a lot less hostile in a short period of time.

So he said: "I am related to him by blood, this is true." But he is not qualified to let me call him father! My mother and I were chased and killed by Guan Xiaoping for nine lives, and we depended on each other in a small mountain village for more than ten years, and for more than ten years, we did not have enough to eat, and we could not even touch a little meat for a year. ”

Wen Xiangtong was shocked, looking at Wen Yiming's white hair, her heart ached, and she sobbed: "I heard of your mother, her name is Jiang Xian, I seem to have heard of this name." ”

Wen Yiming sneered: "My mother is just a maid, it's normal for you to be a county lord and not remember." ”

"Why did Guan Xiaoping chase and kill your mother and son?" Yuteng Xiang saw that Wen Xiangtong was a little distracted, and helped ask him the point.

Seeing that Wen Xiangtong was also puzzled, Wen Yiming said: "Because none of your nephews are Wen Ziyu's biological children! ”

In the astonishment of the two, Wen Yiming slowly recounted the original story.

Wen Xiangtong was shocked for a moment, then suddenly got up and said, "Let's hurry back to Nanliang and bring your mother to Moxiang Shuxuan." ”

Wen Yiming was surprised, and a warm feeling rose slightly in his heart, and said, "My mother is already in Shuangcheng. ”

"Yiming, wait for this matter, let me take your mother to Moxiang Library. In your words, the Twin Cities are not safe at all. Wen Xiangtong said urgently.

Wen Yiming's face almost returned to normal, how can a person be ruthless, Wen Xiangtong's nervousness came from the heart, he could feel it, so he nodded, and said, "I'll talk about this later, now answer me a few questions?" First, is the ancestor of the Wen family a native of the south?"

After hearing the question, Wen Xiangtong sat down and lowered his head and thought for a moment, and said: "I am clear about the ancestral history of the Wen family, according to records and the older generation, the Wen family has lived in the south for thousands of years, but it was not from the south before, and it is not clear where it came from. ”

Wen Yiming nodded, "What is the relationship between the Wen family and the Twin Cities? It is said that the direct line of the Wen family can easily join the Twin Cities. ”

"It seems to have a relationship with a certain ancestor in the Twin Cities. ”

Wen Yiming said secretly, sure enough, the patriarch is very likely to be Ao Wentian, and suddenly his heart moved, and he asked, "Do you remember who the first generation of the Wen family is on the genealogy in the south?"

Wen Xiangtong recalled this for a long time, and then said: "It seems to be called Wen Aotian"

Wen Yiming's heart skipped a beat, and he said secretly, Ao Wentian must be Wen Aotian, as long as he goes to the northern Xinjiang, he will be clear.

Wen Xiangtong didn't dare to disturb Wen Yiming, who was thinking with his head down, until Wen Yiming looked up, then he tentatively said, "Can I take a look at that piece of blood book?"

Wen Yiming took out the blood book and put it on the table with the copper sheet and pushed it over.

"It's really his handwriting, brother" Wen Xiangtong couldn't help but crouch on Yu Tengxiang's shoulder and whimpered.

Yu Tengxiang could only pat her back gently, Moxiang Shuxuan and Qiqingfang didn't care about the world, and she couldn't do anything about this kind of thing.

After some understanding, Wen Yiming also knew Wen Xiangtong's helplessness at this time, an empty county lord had no power and power, and what could the cultivation of the second layer of martial arts do.

Remembering that his mother had been so helpless, he couldn't help but comfort: "I will rush to the north as soon as possible, you must not act rashly, lest you startle the snake, and let them do it in advance, and there will be no remedy." ”

"Well, auntie will understand!" Wen Xiangtong whimpered, and involuntarily substituted her identity into it.

The corners of Wen Yiming's mouth curled slightly, he knew that he had changed a lot towards Wen Xiangtong, and he didn't deliberately control it.

After Yu Tengxiang said goodbye in advance, the two chatted for a long time.

With the increase in conversation time and the change in Wen Yiming's attitude, Wen Xiangtong's words became more and more, and he almost searched the bottom of Wen Yiming's questions about things from childhood to adulthood.

And Wen Yiming also found a trace of kindness different from maternal love from this aunt who gradually recognized, and he enjoyed the heartfelt care in this bloodline.

When Wen Xiangtong went out to leave, it was already an hour later.

Looking at Wen Xiangtong's departing back a little lonely, Wen Yiming sighed secretly in his heart and said loudly: "That"

Wen Xiangtong turned around, and there was a hint of warmth in her eyes.

Wen Yiming touched his nose and said, "Auntie, rest early!"

He could see that Wen Xiangtong's eyes were instantly covered with a layer of mist, and even his cuffs were trembling slightly.

And this time, in the back of the nodding away, there seemed to be a touch of happiness.

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