"Your Majesty? Zi Ye suddenly sneered, and suddenly raised his hand and slapped the pair of dianlian: "The more he wants to seek liberation, the more it proves that he has a ghost ...... in his heart."

The Dian Lian flew one after another, falling on the floor of the bookcase, with black and white words, which was even more desolate.

Although she occupied Ziye's body by chance, she was alive after all, and Ziye died.

Therefore, even if she has a balance in her heart, she should fulfill her obligations as a child for Ziye.

If Zilong Tianzhen was really her father, she would never let him be wronged.

"Purple Night," Ion Xuan gently hugged her into his arms from behind and gently kissed her hairline: "Even if it's to put your grandfather at ease, listen to me...... This matter is according to his wishes, and don't investigate it any further......"

Zi Ye nodded quietly, "I know, he is afraid that in his lifetime, he will have unnecessary incidents because of this matter...... He just wants me and my second uncle to be safe and secure......"

"yes...... When people get old, some of the sharpness of the year will be smoothed out...... The things you ask for will also change. ”

Ziye took a deep breath, slowly walked towards the Dian Lian, raised his hand and began to clean up: "Yes, grandpa is now no longer as sharp as when I first met......"

"When you first met?" Ion Xuan suddenly choked the word.

Zi Ye's movements froze unconsciously, and then he smiled quietly: "The slip of the tongue is when we first came to the capital...... When I first met you......"

Although this explanation is a bit far-fetched, this is a loophole in this sentence, but after a faint smile, he helped her clean up the room.

Zi Ye, who was cleaning up the Dianlian on the bookcase, suddenly paused, and suddenly bent down and squatted to look at the top of a row of books.

Ion Xuan couldn't help but lean over suspiciously: "What are you looking at?" ”

"Dust ......"

"Dust? What is there to see in the dust? ”

"This row of books is full of dust, obviously I don't read it often......"

"If you don't read a book, it's naturally dusty......" Ion Xuan didn't understand what she was observing, so she couldn't help but bend down to look at it with curiosity.

His gaze swept over a row of books and landed on top of one of them.

Looking from the side, you can see that the book is full of dust, and one of the dusts has been wiped off, apparently someone has touched the book.

Zi Ye raised his hand to take down the book, his eyebrows frowning slightly: "Wu Jiabing's book ......"

She flipped through it casually, and in the uproar, a letter entrapped in the book caught her eye.

Ion Xuan's eyes suddenly shrank when he saw the letter.

This letter is the letter that Ziye wanted to read that day but was put away by him.

Looking at the fire mark on the letter, Zi Ye suddenly turned his head to look at him: "Grandpa didn't read this letter......

"If he doesn't read it, there must be a reason why he doesn't read it......" Ion Xuan suddenly raised his hand and closed the book, ready to stuff it into the bookshelf.

"Ion Xuan ......" Zi Ye suddenly raised his hand and grabbed his wrist, and looked at him with burning eyes: "Do you remember what you promised me?" ”

"What?"

"You said you would never lie to me......"

"I remember ......"

"Then you sue me...... Do you know anything about one of the qiē in this letter? ”

"I don't know," Ion Xuan replied decisively: "But I can guess that since Master Hou didn't open it, he definitely didn't want the contents to be made public......

"But the secret is in front of you......".

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