"Haven't you always regarded Uncle Yifeng as a younger brother?" Meng Yachen wondered.

"If your mother wants to get married, your Uncle Yifeng is the first choice." Mu Tingya said lightly.

She has passed the age of believing in true love, and for marriage, women of her age think more about the ordinary happiness of married life.

She and Yifeng can be considered compatible, even if there is no love between the two, they can cultivate family affection.

Men and women get married because of love, and after marriage, don't they all have to go through the necessary process of love erosion and gradually turning into family affection? She just omitted love and turned it directly into family affection.

"Mother, my son hopes that you can marry the person you love." Meng Yachen said sincerely.

"Someone I love?" Mu Tingya smiled faintly, "At my age, I won't fall in love with someone lightly now." ”

"Mother, there is no rush to get married, you are still young, take your time, don't worry, wait until you find the right person." Meng Yachen persuaded.

Mu Tingya looked at her son suspiciously.

This kid hasn't been normal lately!

In the past, the son always spared no effort to convince himself to accept his father so that he could have a complete home.

But in the past few days, her son has asked her if she has any thoughts about getting married? didn't even mention his father.

It's really weird.

However, she didn't think much about it, after all, she rejected her son many times, and she would not get back together with his father, presumably her son had given up!

So, Mu Tingya nodded in agreement.

She really has no plans to get married now, and accompanying her baby son to grow up is the most important thing.

It's just that Mu Tingya didn't know at all that her baby son not only didn't give up to let her get back together with Meng Chenyi, but also brewed a plan to help her father chase his wife in her heart, I don't know if she will jump up irritable when she knows?

……

Prince's Mansion.

Meng Chenyi, who had just returned to the capital to recuperate, received a letter from the governor of Suzhou at this moment.

He was very puzzled, the governor of Suzhou had no personal relationship with him, and if the governor of Suzhou had something to report, he could directly submit the official document, so why did he send him a separate letter?

Meng Chenyi, who was lying on a recliner in the courtyard, looked lazy and a little melancholy. He looked at the envelope for a long time, but it was never opened.

Wang Xin on the side said: "Master, don't you open it and take a look?" ”

Meng Chenyi's thoughts drifted away, and his voice seemed to float from ancient times. "I feel that this letter is not simple."

The moment he saw this letter, his heart skipped a beat, how long has it been since he didn't feel this way?

So. He didn't dare to open the letter for fear that something would happen that he didn't want to bear.

Wang Xin's eyes were sharp, and he looked at the four words of the prince on the envelope, and said: "Master, the handwriting on this envelope seems to be written by a child. The subordinates feel similar to the calligraphy you wrote when you were eight years old, and they all have the same calligraphy charm, but because they are children, they lack the strength of their hands, so they can't write the sense of vigorous and powerful power. The subordinate deduced that the child who wrote this letter was about ten years old. ”

"Tell me, where do you deduce that it was written by a child about ten years old?" In order to relieve the inner pressure, Meng Chenyi chatted with Wang Xin.

In fact, he had already seen that the envelope had been written by a child.

Wang Xin hugged his fists and said: "The master has been smart since he was a child. The calligraphy written at the age of eight can reach everyone's realm, and as for the owner who wrote this letter, look at the writing exercises. It must have put in a lot of effort, and it is obvious that the pen is insufficient, if the age is older, it will naturally not be insufficient in the pen, so the subordinates decide. The person who wrote the letter was about ten years old. ”

"Reasonable." Meng Chenyi smiled faintly: "What if the person who wrote the letter is less than eight years old?" ”

"Impossible." Wang Xin shook his head.

"How so?" Meng Chenyi asked rhetorically.

"The master is famous as a young man, and there are very few people who are smarter than the master. Even if there were, it couldn't be so coincidental, and the person who wrote the letter happened to be a prodigy in the world. If so, how likely is this to be? Wang Xin affirmed.

After chatting with Wang Xin like this, Meng Chenyi's heavy mood improved a lot, and a faint smile appeared on his lips, but he did not answer.

His gaze returned to the envelope, and in the middle of it, he opened it and pulled out the letter inside.

Viewed from the back, there is a portrait of a woman on the letterhead.

He opened it slowly.

It wasn't until the person in the painting clearly entered his deep eyes that he was shocked and unable to express his feelings.

His pupils gradually dilated, and his black pupils were surging wildly like a whirlpool, and the colors inside were colorful and dazzling.

"Little ......" his voice was dry and itchy at this moment, and he couldn't speak.

His hands trembled slightly, holding the paper, which fluttered with his movements.

His eyes were misty, and warm liquid poured out of his eyes.

At this moment, his handsome and peerless face was full of nervousness, and he was afraid that someone would play a prank on him and draw a portrait of Xiaoya to tease him.

His incomparable wisdom and brain were out of order at the moment, and he had no way to think at all.

Wang Xin, who was on the side, naturally also saw the portrait of the master holding it in the palm of his hand.

"The crown princess." Wang Xin exclaimed.

Meng Chenyi looked at Wang Xin with red eyes: "Wang Xin, it's Xiaoya, right?" ”

His voice was hoarse and a little harsh.

At the same time, there was a hint of anticipation in the trembling voice, and the eyes were also shining with hope.

Wang Xin felt a little sorry for such a master.

He knew that the master just wanted his approval, otherwise he was afraid that it would be another sweet dream.

God knows, in the past seven years, the master has searched all over the country, and the princess still has no news, and sending people to find out the news is like a stone sinking into the sea, without any effect.

"Master, it's the crown princess."

"Really?" The tears in the corners of Meng Chenyi's eyes fell straight down: "Isn't it a dream?" ”

"Master, it's not a dream." Wang Xin said subjectively: "Master, look, the princess on this portrait is more mature and dignified than the princess seven years ago, the portrait is more mature and dignified, fading away from the youthfulness of a girl, showing the elegance that a mature woman should have." ”

Meng Chenyi looked at the person on the painting carefully, the focused appearance, those who didn't know thought that he would count the hair of the woman in the portrait!

After staring at the portrait for a while, Meng Chenyi smiled happily and said, "Wang Xin, this must be the recent appearance of the painted Xiaoya, my Xiaoya, I finally have news from you." ”

Saying that, Meng Chenyi actually cried bitterly.

The boy has tears and doesn't flick.

Meng Chenyi: This is happy tears.

cried, and soon, Meng Chenyi packed up his mood and ordered: "Wang Xin, pack up your things and rush to Suzhou immediately." Bengong has a hunch that Xiaoya is in Suzhou. ”

Wang Xin hesitated: "Master, your body is not well yet." ”

A wound as deep as an arrow wound can be healed if it is said to be good?

(To be continued.) )

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