Lin Hang looked at Xiao Shizi and threw an unopened letter into the fire with a calm face, burning it thoroughly.

Lin Hang felt depressed, this was a letter sent from the capital! Xiao Shizi burned it without even looking at it. I really want to know how violent it will be if the prince stands in front of him! Lin Hang subconsciously touched the other letter hidden in his sleeve, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Who knows the next moment......

"Uncle Hang, listen to your beliefs."

"Old slave, I didn't receive the letter." Lin Hang only felt that cold sweat was constantly breaking out on his forehead, although he was only a half-old child in front of him, but the deterrent power was no less than that of the prince, and he couldn't be offended by the old and the young. Sad!

"No faith?" "And what's in your pocket?" Ling Ye glanced at it casually.

Lin Hang felt that the position he was being glised at weighed a thousand pounds.

"Uncle Hang, since the old man gave you to me, then your first loyal person should be me. And not the old man. ”

When it comes to this, Lin Hang has no reason that he doesn't understand, it's not that he is disloyal to the prince, on the contrary, it is precisely because he is loyal that he obeys.

But as soon as Lin Hang opened the letter in his hand, he felt a headache. What a knowing son, Mo Ruo's father!

"Didn't that stinky boy read my letter again! Lin Hang will bring that kid back to the capital this time, no matter how he tosses it! ……”

Lin Hang didn't dare to read the content of the letter, he just pretended to read it seriously, "Uh...... The prince didn't say anything in the letter...... It is only said that Anqing's feng shui is not good, which is not conducive to the growth of the little prince, so let the prince return to Beijing as soon as possible ....... ”

Feng Shui is bad?

Ling Ye snorted lightly, it would be good that the old man could be so civil.

The whole article is actually full of accusations that Ling Ye threw his father away and didn't miss home, and it also explained that he received an edict on the way to inspect and rushed to Nanzhao, and he couldn't come back to pick him up in an emergency.

Lin Hang glanced at it a few times, but he didn't dare to look down.

Although his name is written on the envelope, isn't this word and deed written for the prince to see?

The prince didn't care whether the prince understood it or not, and wrote a lot of babbling.

Nanzhao?

Ling Ye's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly snatched the old man's letter.

Although the old man was a fierce man, he had been taught by the royal family since he was a child, and although the words were not good-looking, they were also neat, but although the words of today's letter were as easy as usual, the font was messy, all of which showed the eagerness of the writer's heart.

Nanzhao!

It's Nanzhao again!

The old man's death knot in his previous life was in Nanzhao, and in this life, he clearly hinted that the emperor's grandmother and father had a secret illness and could no longer go to the battlefield, and used tricks to let the old man escape the civil strife in Nanzhao and let the old man live for two more years.

The strange thing is that the old man was injured by Nanzhao's unique cup poison on the way to Nanzhao, and finally died. Then, Xie Qingshan, the dragon and tiger general who replaced the old man in this life, returned safely, pacified the Southern Zhao, and made great contributions.

Perhaps it should be said that everyone has a life.

But it is clear that the old man's life should be completely separated from Nanzhao, so how could he assign the old man to go to Nanzhao again?

Ling Ye had always had a hidden worry in his heart, he looked up at the sky, could it be that everyone's fate had been planned?

No matter how quickly this letter was delivered, it had been seven or eight days since it reached him. Still can't catch up with him no matter how much he chases.

Father......

Ling Ye originally thought that his life should be happy and long, but when he really took one step at a time, he found that it was an extravagant hope to even shout at his father again.

But how could he just accept his fate to heaven like this?

He has already lived once, even if there are many regrets and unwillingness, they can't compare to the sadness of this moment.

"Uncle Hang...... how many people did my father leave behind?" Ling Ye's eyes flashed, and the sadness in his eyes was still gone.

Lin Hang was surprised, how did the prince know that the prince had left someone down.

"Shizi, don't worry, although the prince only left ten people, it is enough to escort Xiao Shizi to the capital safely."

Ling Ye's cold light flashed, and sure enough, the old man left his most trusted people to his family like in the previous life, but in the previous life, he still stayed in the palace obediently, and these people were left to protect his mother and younger brother, in this life, he was outside, and this group of people stayed by his side.

"Uncle Hang, let's go." Ling Ye sighed, but there was a resoluteness in his tone.

Lin Hang was ecstatic, could it be that the prince really succeeded in persuading the prince this time, and the prince was going back to Beijing!

Lin Hang hurriedly ran out to say goodbye to Lord Song, afraid that the little guy behind him would regret it all of a sudden.

Ling Ye walked out behind Uncle Hang with a complicated expression, and in the corner of the courtyard, his back was straight and straight.

On the other side of the wall was the man he had been waiting for for a long, long time.

He picked a pebble.

"Bang" slammed into the wooden window.

This time should be her nap time.

Uncle Hang can't wait for this day to come, so his speed should be fast.

Ling Ye was a little anxious.

"Yo." A sweet female voice came from above Ling Ye's head.

Ling Ye's heart was as cold as being poured cold water on the soles of his feet, and when he raised his eyes, Hulan's face magnified in front of him.

Even though he hated the feeling of being looked down on, he endured it and said softly, "What about Zhuzhu? “

Cheng Huilan stretched out her neck, bathed in more sunlight, and said lazily, "Miss slept more because she took medicine." ”

He had thought that he would stay until the day he sent her back to his house, and that he would be able to wait for her to regain some of her memories before leaving. But he didn't expect the separation to come so quickly, is he irresponsible to her like this?

Hulan jumped off the wall and said neither seriously nor lightly, "Miss is almost ready." ”

Ling Ye forgot how to speak for a while.

"Cheng Huilan, Liu Yunxi has handed it over to you."

Cheng Huilan was stunned, she had guessed countless times about the relationship between the current "Miss" and Chen Runiang.

The name. Liu Yunxi.

Is that the real name of the poor little girl in the house?

Cheng Huilan remembered that a few days ago, the little guy who asked the porter to deliver the letter claimed that the Liu family in Huizhou was a distant relative of his wife. Her heart pounded, as if the answer she had been looking for was about to surface.

Cheng Huilan jumped onto the wall again, so to speak, that kid has always known the true identity of Miss Song.

He used to keep his mouth shut, but now why is he suing her?

The back of the wall was empty, except for a pair of shallow shoe prints.

Lin Hang quickly packed his things and prepared to go, Ling Ye saw that the luggage was complete, nodded with satisfaction, stepped on the horse, turned his head, and shouted, "Uncle Hang follow." ”

The horse roared, and Lin Hang was shocked, "Shizi! Cannot! Not over there! ”

The immature male voice in front of him came, "Uncle Hang, go to Nanzhao." ”

In her sleep, Liu Yunxi writhed her little body restlessly.