Chapter 115: Father's Warning

When he saw the man's back again, Ziye's eyes trembled unconsciously, and he was stunned: "Instructor Yun? ”

The man was dressed in a dark blue shirt, green as ink, and his hands behind his back were strong and powerful.

After hearing Purple Night's voice, Yu Yu turned around and looked at Purple Night, "Are you surprised?" ”

"I'm really surprised......" Ziye carefully pushed the door in: "Didn't we just meet in the morning?" Why did the instructor even see me here alone? ”

Yun Da smiled faintly and motioned for Ziye to sit down: "Because I was entrusted by someone......

Zi Ye's eyebrows furrowed, but he didn't say anything, and sat down at the table quite shyly, smiling evilly: "Is it entrusted by the prince?" ”

"It's not him......" A calm voice sounded behind the screen, some old, some hoarse: "It's the old man who wants to see you......"

Zi Yedai raised her eyebrows, and looked at the back of the screen, but she didn't even notice that there was someone there.

"Weird...... I'm new to the capital, and I'm not familiar with the place, why do people still want to see me? Elderly...... We don't know each other, right? ”

"It's true that we don't know each other...... I'm just being asked to pass on a letter to you......"

Behind the screen, a yellowed envelope was handed out tremblingly, and Yun Da hurriedly bowed down to take it, extremely respectful.

Zi Ye took the envelope carelessly, and after her eyes touched the handwriting on it, her eyebrows frowned slightly.

The font is quite familiar, and it seems to have been seen somewhere.

Confused, she unfolded the letterhead, which was cut into a short sentence.

Stay away from the court!

When she saw the signature below, her breath suddenly stagnated, and she stood in shock.

"Purple Dragon...... Is it my dad? ”

That's right, this font, she had seen it in the Zi family's study, it was her father's marching experience.

Although she is not very familiar with her father's handwriting, the letter in front of her and the handwriting on the marching experience are inseparable.

"This is the last word your father left for you......" The old voice said infinitely painfully, "This is also his greatest wish......"

"Why?" Zi Ye's voice was a little choked: "Why is this letter in your hands?" Why didn't my grandfather and second uncle know about the storage of this letter......"

"Because there's a reason in it that they can't know...... You can't let them know either......"

Yun Da suddenly got up and said, "Okay, Ziye, now you get out of here quickly...... Don't get caught up in the wrong......"

Zi Ye suddenly thought of the murderous people below, and her eyes were cold.

Those people were coming for her, and if she stayed here, she was afraid that she would bring trouble to these two people.

She closed her head slightly at Yunda, suddenly opened the door, and walked out quickly.

"Yun Da ......" The old voice sounded faintly again: "You leave with her...... Mark my words, no matter what happens...... Don't get involved......"

"Teacher ......"

"It's okay...... I've lived long enough......"

"Bang ......" Zi Ye kicked open the door of the Shouzi room, looked at the ion Xuan who was still drinking tea leisurely and shouted: "Can you go?" ”

Ion Xuan looked at the teacup in his hand with an innocent face: "This tea just tasted something...... Are you sure you want to go? ”

"Don't go, don't say I didn't warn you......"

Zi Ye was too lazy to fight with him, turned around and walked downstairs quickly, causing Ion Xuan to shake his head helplessly and sigh.

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