The brazier in the corner quietly exuded warmth, and the surroundings were so quiet that only the sound of Mr. Yun Zhan's breathing was there.

Yan Huai's breathing had subconsciously stopped when Mr. Yun Zhan said the words "Miss Wanjia". Holding it in one breath like this, you can't go up, you can't go down, it's like a stone stuck there, you can't move, it's extremely painful. He looked down at Mr. Yun Zhan's wrinkled face on his forehead, and suddenly lost his mind.

Rajah?

Who is the prince in Mr. Yun Zhan's mouth?

He stared at Mr. Yun Zhan, the hand hanging by his side gradually tightened and tightened, almost uncontrollable, reached out to wake up the sleeping Mr. Yun Zhan again, and chased after him carefully and interrogated him carefully. But when his mind was turning, he still knew that even if he really woke up Mr. Yun Zhan now, he was afraid that he would not be able to ask anything.

Mr. Yun Zhan had a secret in his heart, which made him depressed and uncomfortable, and his condition was difficult to improve. If he can say it, I'm afraid he will mention it early in the morning. It was precisely because he couldn't say it that he hid it and didn't let anyone know. The few words that came out of his mouth were still because he was in a daze right now, and he didn't know that he had lost his mouth. If he were awake, his teeth would have continued to clench.

Yan Huai knew Mr. Yun Zhan's temperament, thought about it, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, and let go of the fist that was clenched tightly and white.

With a look in his eyes, he stood up and strode outside, only to send Xiao Qi in and guard it in an instant. Xiao Qi is a factory guard, and he knows how to distinguish useful information from the messy babble. This thing. It is better to hand it over to anyone than to hand it over to Xiao Qi.

He also asked people to quietly mix some soothing medicine in Yun Guihe's tea, and let him fall asleep sleepily, so that he didn't have to stay by Mr. Yun Zhan's side all the time.

There is Xiao Qi guarding it. Yunguihe is not on the side, it is more appropriate.

After the order, Yan Huai was stunned under the corridor. The sky above the head is still bright, the clouds are light and the wind is light, with a bit of autumn comfort. A few pots of autumn chrysanthemums planted under the porch are also gradually blooming, and crab claw chrysanthemums poke out goose-yellow petals. Hidden in the green leaves, it looks more and more colorful.

He was dressed in lake blue and stood there. The body was like a stiff piece of wood, and it didn't move. The jade pendant hanging from his waist also hung silently, as if he wanted to merge with the lake blue.

The back of that jade pendant. Engraved with a Jing character.

When I learned about the past from my grandmother, Mrs. Wan Lao. He dropped it in surprise, but finally quietly picked it up.

It doesn't matter what the words are engraved on it, he just doesn't get used to the days when it suddenly disappears. But about the biological father who never showed up, he didn't go out of his way to find it. I haven't seen it for nearly 20 years, so what's the matter if I don't see it again? The left and right mothers are long gone, and the man who raised him. It's not called Zhao Jing.

What's more, it's probably just a pseudonym.

A man who doesn't even want to keep his real name. The picture is just a sound of greed, with or without him, presumably the other party will not care. If he cared, how could he never show up?

Yan Huai knew that he had no father-son affection for that person.

The so-called blood is thicker than water, but if you don't even know your name and haven't even seen your face, how can there be family affection between two strangers?

Naturally, there is none.

Yes, he never thought of finding the man with the pseudonym Zhao Jing.

However, just now, what Mr. Yun Zhan said in a daze fell on his ears like a thunderbolt, causing him to be confused in an instant.

He stood lonely under the porch for a moment with a lonely expression, and finally moved, and walked slowly towards the upper room. When he entered the door, Xie Shuning was returning from Beicheng, and he went to his shoes and sat lazily on the kang, assigning Qingfei to find something. The weather was getting colder, and she was wearing more clothes, wearing a water-red satin jacket, frowning slightly and saying, "I only saw it a few days ago, why can't I find it today?" ”

Qing Fei rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, but still didn't find it, so she couldn't help but raise her head and look at Xie Shuning helplessly.

With a wrong eye, he saw Yan Huai, who was standing there without making a sound, and hurriedly put down the things in his hand and bowed.

Xie Shuning also turned to look at him, and said suspiciously: "I was about to go to the master to look for you, why did you come here?" As he spoke, Qing Fei retreated lightly. Xie Shuning naturally beckoned to him: "What are you doing standing stupidly?" I just entered the door, you know, but the letter of Xiaoqibao? ”

Yan Huai nodded and smiled.

Xie Shuning realized that something was wrong, her heart tightened, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"I was at Master's and heard some words." Yan Huai raised his feet and approached, his movements slow.

Approaching the edge of the kang, Xie Shuning stretched out his hand and dragged him, and said with a little worry: "Master is awake?" ”

In fact, looking at Yan Huai's appearance, what she thought of was that the master had already gone. But after thinking about it, if the master went, the house would have been messed up, and the outside would not be like this, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Yan Huai sat down following her gestures, leaned his head on her shoulder, and whispered softly like a child: "You said that if I got news of him, should I send someone to investigate?" ”

Xie Shuning rarely saw him like this, and she didn't feel a little puzzled, and when she heard him say this, she almost blurted out and asked who he was, but between the words, she suddenly understood, and said hurriedly: "Master knows about that?" "Yan Huai's matter, they have not been carefully mentioned to Mr. Yun Zhan, it stands to reason, he shouldn't know.

"He's just talking some nonsense." Yan Huai sighed and repeated Mr. Yun Zhan's words. After all, it was a whisper, and he didn't know whether those two sentences were true or false. But when I hear it, I can't seem to forget it.

Xie Shuning was taken aback, and hesitated and speculated: "Could it be that if it is not a knot in Master's heart, it has something to do with this matter?" ”

Otherwise, how could he even remember these things in his confusion and say such things?

The window behind the two of them was half opened, and the wind slowly blew in, with a slight coolness.

Xie Shuning calmed down a little, at this time. Yan Huai will only be more disturbed than her, if even she is chaotic, where can she work.

She held Yan Huai's hand. Holding it tightly, he asked softly but firmly, "Do you have something in your heart to ask him?" ”

Yan Huai looked at her, pursed her lips, and didn't speak for a while.

"If so, find it."

Yan Huai was stunned, his eyes changed from doubt to clarity, and he said, "No." "Say it. He suddenly smiled, changed to Xie Shuning's usual familiar appearance, and said, "But I do want to know." What kind of demeanor did my mother admire in the past? ”

He was originally ashamed to mention her, complaining that she was not self-respecting enough, and that she didn't know people clearly. blames her for hiding it from herself......

However, with Xie Shuning. When he looked back and thought about the events of the past, he seemed to see something different.

When her mother was only fifteen or sixteen, she was innocent since she was a child, and she dared to love and hate, perhaps, she just met a person who wanted to entrust her life.

She was at fault, but she desperately kept him in the end. Gave him a life.

Otherwise, there is no Yan Huai in the world. He won't meet Xie Shuning either.

Out of darkness, you can see the light...... Without her, he didn't know what he would have become...... Perhaps, the heart in the chest will grow cold, turn to stone, and turn to ashes day by day.

Perhaps, if he finds that person, he will be able to let go, let go of his mother, and let go of himself.

He sat up straight and said softly, "I'm going to see Jixiang." ”

Xie Shuning said well, carefully sorted out the slightly messy hem for him, and sent him out.

If Mr. Yun Zhan is combined with the incident back then, many things that he couldn't get through and couldn't find clues will be solved.

That year, Emperor Qinglong was still in power, Emperor Sufang was still only the prince of Duan, and many people were still in Kyoto and had never traveled far.

The prince in Mr. Yun Zhan's mouth, as long as he investigates them one by one, it is only a matter of time before he finds someone. There are only a few who have been crowned kings. Ji Xiang got the order and went away. Xiao Qi stayed with Mr. Yun Zhan for a day, but Mr. Yun Zhan kept falling asleep, muttering a few words occasionally, but only vague words.

Until Yun Guihe woke up, Mr. Yun Zhan didn't say anything like that again.

Perhaps, this is providence.

That night, Yun Guihe was once again by Mr. Yun Zhan's side.

There was only one lamp in the room, and it was not very bright. Yun Guihe still held a book in his hand, flipped through it randomly, but he didn't look at it. Suddenly, Mr. Yun Zhan coughed twice and woke up slowly. Yun Guihe was overjoyed, and hurriedly made a cup of tea and brought it to his mouth.

After half a cup of tea, Mr. Yun Zhan had a little spirit, he spit out the words with difficulty, and said in a low voice: "Go get the pen and paper." ”

Yun Guihe was surprised and gestured not allowed.

Mr. Yun Zhan waved his hand weakly, "Just go." ”

Stubborn old man, say the same.

Yun Guihe had no choice, so he had to take a pen and paper.

It's been three watches, and everything is silent.

Mr. Yun Zhan asked him to help himself up and write a letter. Yun Guihe was puzzled and said that he wanted to write it himself, but Mr. refused to obey, so he had to write it himself. However, his hand was weak, a pen weighed as much as a thousand pounds, a short letter, it was written for a long time, and in the end, he burst into tears, threw away the pen and said, "It's all my own cleverness......

Yun Guihe didn't understand, and silently followed his words and helped him back to bed and lay down. Mr. Yun Zhan grabbed his hand and said, "Hide it from everyone and send the letter out quietly." ”

The sick old man is extremely hard at this moment.

Yun Guihe nodded hurriedly.

After Mr. Yun Zhan repeated admonitions, he closed his eyes.

The next day, he did not wake up.

When Mr. Yun Zhan was about to get dark, he went. The last order became a testament, and Yun Guihe was in grief, followed his wishes, and quietly sent the letter.

This letter was addressed to King Jing.

Before King Jing received the letter, Yan Huai and Ji Jun had already received their respective messages.

Jixiang investigated repeatedly, and finally came to say, "There is only one person who can be opposed, and under his command, there was a staff member named Yuan Zhan, whose surname is Yun." ”

"Who is it?" Yan Huai pressed his hand on the edge of the table and retracted it slightly.

Ji Xiang said: "It was nineteen years ago, I went to King Jing in the south. ”

"King Jing's mother, born in the Zhao family."

"He loves to listen to dramas." (To be continued......)

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