Mother's arms were very soft and warm, and Man Yun was tightly pressed on Du Shi's body, and his little hands were tightly wrapped around and refused to let go of the slightest.

Du Shi looked at Man Yun in his arms and couldn't help but smile.

It's been a long time since my daughter has been so spoiled. Starting from Fengjin in Pingzhou, Man Yun first took care of himself who used the golden crow warmth, and then took the eldest sister's shelf with the kitten and Zhou Kai, and at a young age, he made a look of being the master of the house and wanted to shoulder the burden.

But no matter how old the daughter is, as long as there is a mother, she should be a baby who can hide under the wings of her mother unscrupulously.

"If you are older, my mother will not be able to hold you!"

Very reluctantly carried Man Yun back to the bed and stuffed it into the quilt, Du Shi shook his hand regretfully and said, "And your brother, it's also very heavy!" Sister Yun, do you say that boys are born heavier than female dolls? ”

The mother pretended to have a sad face, so that Manyun, who still had some rain tails on her face, showed an astringent smile cooperatively, and said softly: "When Yun'er is older, Yun'er will hug her mother." ”

Du kissed Man Yun's forehead as a reward.

She tightened the corners of Man Yun's quilt, and naturally whispered some inconsequential things in Man Yun's ear, and when her daughter closed her eyes tiredly, she tiptoed and quietly went down the small building.

A night's dream, so chaotic that it seems to be thrown into the air by a whirlwind and churning, but the landing is gentle, so comfortable that people don't want to open their eyes again.

Man Yun woke up from sleep, a pair of big eyes opened in a daze, and it took a long time to close his gaze and focus on Du Shi's smiling face.

"The man woke up?" , albeit reluctantly. But Manyun, who understood that what he saw last night was not a dream, pursed his lips. Still asked in a voice as soft as a gnat.

"The thief last night? Didn't Sister Yun order him to chop him up and use him as a flower fertilizer? Du Shi raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Man Yun turned his head helplessly. He closed his eyes again and said, "Mother is not that kind of person." ”

Because she understands that although Du Shi is also short of protection for her children, if she has not been seriously harmed, she will definitely not directly hurt people's lives without checking or asking. So after his sanity gradually returned last night, Man Yun simply ignored Xiao Hong, who was taken away from her house.

"Did the boy tell you anything last night before he passed out? Or did you see him in Luo Jing when you were a child......," Du Shi said cautiously. As a mother-in-law, she intuitively felt that Man Yun's loss of control last night was extremely abnormal.

"Nothing!" , Man Yun grimaced. Answered the truth bluntly.

"That's ......," Du Shi's tone carried a faint regret in his tone, and said softly: "I asked your master to go down the mountain last night to wake up that man, and now he is at your grandfather's place...... It's as if your grandfather knows him......

Zhou Manyun sat up suddenly, and began to rush to the suitcase with bare feet.

"Slow down, don't be frizzy, my mother is waiting for you to come over here."

Du Shi smiled and looked at his daughter's back and complained, his eyes full of sourness.

In fact, if it weren't for her concern for her daughter, she would have stayed in the Cultivating Heart Hall to listen carefully to the origin of the mysterious young man.

There is one thing. She hadn't had time to talk to Man Yun in detail. Without waiting for dawn, she hurriedly asked Xu Ne to go down the mountain, not Zhou Xian's idea after sending someone to the Cultivating Heart Hall, but what she ordered before.

Du Shi, who left after his daughter fell asleep, carefully checked the belongings that Zhu's mother found from the unconscious boy. One of the small seals shocked her on the spot.

A ripe chestnut field yellow idle chapter the size of an adult's thumb, and the printed surface is only leisurely stretched and engraved with the word "Chi Zhai", which is solemn and elegant.

The seal stone is a gift that Du Shi once carefully selected. The seal made by Zhou Zhe who received the gift. In the years before his death, Zuihou left this mark on the pictures he painted. Chi Zhai's master's paintings are still well-known among collectors.

Long overdue, late return. It's just a husband and wife who are bent on returning together. Walking on the road, the speed is not consistent.

Father-in-law Zhou Xian returned with Ling Nan and also received several relics from Zhou Zhe, but he didn't see Chi Zhai's small seal at that time.

They all thought that this seal was left behind by Zhou Zhe, but it was brought to Huocheng by a young man who had never known him many years later. And this person's behavior of abandoning all parts of Zhou's house and going straight to Manyun's residence made Du feel a little unusual.

The grief-stricken Du even suspected that the detained boy was related to the assassin who killed her husband at the Great Mercy Grace Temple. originally wanted to call Man Yun directly to let her detoxify herself, but she was afraid that the news she heard would make her already emotionally unstable daughter sad and sad again, so she forcibly sent someone out of the city overnight to find Xu Ne down the mountain.

But the young man who woke up didn't answer Du Shi's question, and only asked to see Zhou Xian.

When Zhou Xian saw this young man for the first time, he only asked in surprise, 'Is your surname Xiao?' And he took him back to the Cultivating Heart Hall.

If he met his father-in-law, who would he be, and where did he get Zhou Zhe's little seal? A lot of questions pressed on Du Shi's heart, and the more he was entangled, the more he died, but he didn't dare to say it easily, for fear of adding another burden to his daughter, who already had a lot of things to worry about.

Holding Du's hand tightly, standing at the door of the study of the Cultivating Heart Hall, waiting for the spread of the word, Manyun's palms were sticky, and she couldn't tell whether it was herself or her mother who was nervous. Man Yun, who had been guessing about Xiao Hong's cause, was even more worried after discovering his mother's vague uneasiness.

Zhou Guian came out of the study, opened the curtain, and motioned for the mother and daughter to go in.

Manyun's ears could clearly hear her exhale heavily at the same time as her mother's image.

Zhou Xian half-opened his eyes, looked at the Du mother and daughter who were holding their breath, and reminded bitterly: "Young Master Xiao, didn't you say that you came south this time just to see Zhou Zhe's orphan?" You also told the old man just now that Zhe'er's flesh and blood should know the truth, so you might as well tell them what you told the old man again. ‘

Xiao Hong raised his eyes in astonishment and looked at the old man in front of him, he had already explained everything he knew when he asked to see Zhou Xian. I thought it was for Zhou Xian to tell Zhou Zhe's family at the right time, especially after Zhou Zhe's three-year-old posthumous son grew up. As for Zhou Manyun, he didn't want this girl to know too many things, his father said that women are petted in the backyard. There is no need to take on too much responsibility.

"What truth?" , Zhou Manyun's mouth was full of fireworks. A pair of eyes were firmly locked on Xiao Hong's body, not avoiding it.

The girl who didn't see clearly last night is now clear in front of her eyes. The appearance is actually seventy or eighty similar to the image that he has described a thousand times, but he is not at all as gentle and amiable as he imagined, even if he is dressed in light blue, but he still seems to be unable to extinguish the fire, and his eyes are even hotter burning his neck.

What was it that bit me last night? Xiao Hong resisted the urge to touch the wound on his neck again, he had already looked at the mirror before, and last night he felt that there was no trace of the bite place.

"Before Uncle Zhou was killed in the Great Ci'en Temple, I was by his side...... At that time, my father and I brothers lived not far from the Great Mercy and Grace Temple. I used to sneak into the temple to play...... On June 15th, as usual, I went to the Xilin Pagoda Courtyard where Uncle Zhou Shishu painted the wall to learn painting from him......"

The boy's voice finally floated down from the clouds. Man Yun could hear every word clearly, but she couldn't form a complete sentence because her mother was holding her hand and kept shaking.

Xiao Hong frowned and stood solemnly, as if the mother and daughter who showed different colors on the opposite side were immersed in the old things he told again.

Xiao Hong, who is fifteen years old in Yongde, is only a nine-year-old child, because of his mother's preference since he was a child, he is a slightly quiet outlier in a group of brothers who love to fight and make trouble. So when he met a New Year's friend who liked to write and paint quietly as much as he did, he changed his clothes on time every day and went to the temple to learn painting, and enjoyed himself under the cover and connivance of his brothers and sisters.

'We didn't see any Assassins in Xilin. I just heard a noise coming from afar in the temple...... A monk named Xuanming came to tell Uncle Zhou that King Liang had met an assassin in the main hall of the temple, and he was escorted by guards to take refuge in the tower courtyard for a while. Because I don't want to meet with the Qi family. Uncle Zhou Shi asked me to go first, and I wrapped the painting tools on the table indiscriminately. Climb out of the window...... Because he was afraid that an assassin would come, he didn't dare to go too far. I found a place in Tallinn that was just right to stare at the top of the studio from afar......

Xiao Hong's eyes couldn't help but turn red again.

He pondered for a moment, and then continued dryly: "King Liang is here, and he dragged Zhou Shishu to the gallery and re-entered the studio, and the guards were all guarding the door, and there were only two of them in the room. I heard someone in the temple shouting that the assassins were dead, and I thought about slipping away, when the studio door opened, and King Liang walked out, his front placket splattered with blood. I saw him shouting with his hands covered in blood, what he shouted was not true, but the guards guarding the door actually drew their knives and slashed at the monk who was talking with them just now. ”

"From beginning to end, I didn't see with my own eyes how Uncle Zhou Shi died. The studio door was wide open, and all I could see was a corner of his robe and a pool of blood. I was trying to get closer, but my sister came to me......"

Xiao Hong's lips pursed into a line, and the palm at his side was tightly clenched into a fist.

There were some things he didn't want to be in front of people, although the stories in his memories could have changed the course of his life.

Also on that day, in order to quickly take Xiao Hong away from the scene, his eldest sister Xiao Wan fell and injured her leg in the chaos, although she was later treated, but as long as you look carefully, there are still traces of limping. It was also from that year that Xiao Hong, who had always enjoyed his mother Xu's doting, began to obediently accept all his father's arrangements. Zhou Zhe's death and Xiao Wan's injuries all prove that what his father said is right, and those who are incapable of protecting themselves and the people they value are simply waste.

Unlike Du Shi, who gradually cried silently with Xiao Hong's narration, Man Yun still stood upright with no half-star tears on his face.

Liang Wang Qi Heng? So, it should be the Ninety-Five Supreme who is sitting on the dragon chair now?

Man Yun's inquiring eyes slowly shifted from Xiao Hong's body to Zhou Xian's face.

Although her hatred for Xiao Hong is incomprehensible, this statement that "the son killed his father today", Man Yun believes that it is true. Xiao, who I knew in his previous life, was ruthless, but he was not good at lying, whether he liked it or disliked it, he would directly stab people's hearts.

The white-haired Zhou Xian looked at his granddaughter who asked him for confirmation, nodded slowly, and said, "What Xiao Gongzi said, I believe it." (To be continued......)