Xie Shuning looked back, the curtain was provoked, and two people walked in from outside.

Yan Huai saw her first, and bent the corners of his lips at her, but his eyes were still puzzled, so it could be seen that he still didn't understand why Mr. Yun Zhan suddenly wanted to see him. Immediately afterwards, Ji Jun also walked in slowly, first greeted Xie Shuning, and then withdrew his gaze.

Since everyone had already arrived at the Warm Pavilion, it was inconvenient for Xie Shuning to continue to stay, so he retired with Mr. Yun Zhan first, avoided going, and asked Qing Fei to bring tea, which left them to talk inside.

Mr. Yun Zhan held the hot tea as usual, covered his legs with a thin blanket, and tried to sit on the Taishi chair with his back straight. Yan Huai, who he saw first, the corners of his mouth twitched, as if he was about to speak, but he suddenly caught a glimpse of the person walking behind, and his body suddenly stiffened, and even the wrinkled old face was frozen in an instant, and even the corners of his eyebrows no longer moved.

How can it be so similar?!

In the warm pavilion, Xie Shuning specially ordered someone to light a brazier, and at this moment, the warmth gradually poured into his heart from the northwest corner from time to time, merging into the limbs and hundreds of remains. The tea he was holding in his hand was also warm, and through the porcelain cup, the warmth was imprinted on his fingertips little by little, and even the cracks between the bones seemed to be filled with warm spring.

In addition, he had drunk half of it, and his stomach was also warm.

But when he saw the young man who had entered with Yan Huai clearly, these comforting warmth disappeared in the blink of an eye like the tide receding, leaving only bursts of cold, so cold that people wanted to shiver and shiver.

Mr. Yun Zhan clearly felt that his two legs hidden under the thin blanket were trembling slightly. The left knee hits the right knee, and there is a soft click.

But he couldn't stop this coldness, even slowly. Even his hand holding the teacup began to tremble. If it weren't for the fact that there was only half a cup of warm tea left in it, I was afraid that it would have spilled out along the mouth of the cup, burning the back of his thin hand.

"Mr. Yun, are you alright?"

He heard an unfamiliar voice ringing in his ears, and his heart was shocked, and a hoarse voice came out of his mouth: "Okay. All so good......"

As he spoke, he barely calmed down for two points, and then looked towards Yan Huai. He asked hoarsely, "I don't know who this is?" ”

"It's my senior brother, I happened to be here today, and when I heard that you were here, I thought I should come and pay a visit." Yan Huai explained with a smile. stepped forward and took the teacup in Mr. Yun Zhan's hand. Re-brewed a lamp.

Mr. Yun Zhan nodded in confusion, unable to think of anything for a while.

- It's so similar!

The young man in front of him is very much like King Jing when he was young!

The facial features of the eyebrows and eyes are all like poles, and even the curvature of the corners of the lips slightly hooked when speaking seems to be exactly the same.

His face turned pale.

And he was quite hesitant about Yan Huai's identity earlier, after all, the Dawan clan had been dead for many years, and many things he was just guessing. There are no credentials. But at this moment, when the two young people in front of him were standing together. The little doubt in his heart disappeared in an instant.

The senior brother in Yan Huai's mouth was born the same as King Jing when he was young. And Yan Huai, standing beside him, was very similar to him.

But just looking at his demeanor, compared to the older senior brother, Yan Huai is more like King Jing at the beginning.

Mr. Yun Zhan himself was confused, and he couldn't understand why this was the case, but he just looked at it like this, and when he was in the same room with them, he felt that he was not wrong.

No matter which one it is, they all carry the shadow of the young King Jing.

This is probably the power of the bloodline......

He was suddenly a little dumbfounded, and his palms were sweating.

He lowered his eyes, staring at the dark green floating leaves in the teacup, and the ripples that rippled in circles because of his trembling hands, and quickly calculated in his heart which one it would be if it was the son of King Jing. In the past, when he had not left King Jing, the heirs under King Jing's knees were still thin.

Concealed the affairs of the Dawan clan and followed King Jing to leave Beijing for other places, and it didn't take long for him to leave King Jing.

Calculate carefully, it was before Yan Huai was born, and King Jing only had two sons under his knees at that time. The two children were born as concubines, but the younger one was brought up by Princess Jing as soon as he landed. Although he has not experienced the rest of the matter, he can see it clearly with a little calculation. As long as the princess does not have a child of her own for a day, the concubine will be regarded by the princess as her own. The title of the son of the world will naturally fall on his head.

He glanced at Ji Jun, looked at his clothes, looked at his appearance, and intuitively told him that the person in front of him was the child back then.

Thinking of this, Mr. Yun Zhan couldn't help but be startled.

How did Yan Huai get involved with the prince of King Jing's Mansion?

Could it be that he already knows his true background? Or, did King Jing know what he had concealed back then and sent someone to Beijing?

But if so, when did he know?

In just an instant, his mind was filled with mixed thoughts, which were intricately mixed and mixed into a mess.

The words that had already reached his throat were suddenly swallowed again.

He was worried that his life would not be long in coming, and he couldn't bear to take it into the coffin, so after thinking about it repeatedly, he decided to tell Yan Huai that who had wanted to see Yan Huai, but he also saw another person at the same time. He deliberately avoided King Jing's Mansion, so he would go away to Saiwai back then, and then he was used to living in seclusion. He was ashamed of the old master, and he didn't dare to see him or hear his voice, but today he suddenly saw a person who was exactly the same as King Jing in his memory.

Mr. Yun Zhan hesitated again.

Fortunately, Ji Jun didn't stay for a long time, he did just stop by to meet Mr. Yun Zhan, greeted him a few words, and left first.

Yan Huai sent a few steps, and when he came back, he entered the warm pavilion and accompanied Mr. Yun Zhan, and then asked Mr. Yun Zhan about his intention to come to Dongcheng this time.

Mr. Yun Zhan smiled reluctantly, pointed to an object resting on the side, and said: "I know that you are good at archery, thinking that I have a good bow that I got in the early years when I was outside the Saiwai, and it is useless to keep it, so it is better to find it out and give it to you, and it should be a congratulatory gift for you to marry A Man." ”

"You can send it to someone, or call me to pick it up, why bother to come and be tired of yourself." Yan Huai walked in the direction of his finger, took out the things to take a look, and if it was really a good bow, he solemnly thanked him.

Mr. Yun Zhan said a few more words, and then he said that he was sleepy and wanted to rest.

Yan Huai asked people to send him down to lie down and put away the bow.

Not long after, Xie Shuning came to him with news and asked, "What did Master say?" ”

"Didn't mention anything." Yan Huai pointed to the bow and showed her, "I just said that I suddenly remembered that I still had a good bow, so I specially sent it to me." ”

Xie Shuning was slightly stunned, "Just so?" ”

She was puzzled, and Yan Huai was also puzzled.

He shook his head and said, "Mr. Yun is not a person who wants to come out of the way, if it was just for this bow, he shouldn't have come here in person." ”

"What's more, if it's just for this, I'll go back and hand it over to you, why do you have to meet in person?" Xie Shuning couldn't help frowning, pondering, "Master obviously has something to say to you, so I want to see you." ”

But what exactly is it for?

Both of them were confused, and no one could think of a reason.

Yan Huai lowered his eyes and thought for a while, he couldn't see what kind of look he was between his eyebrows, and only said suddenly: "Before meeting the seventh senior brother, Mr. Yun did have something to say. You weren't there, you didn't see it, the moment Mr. Yun Zhan saw Senior Brother Seven, his face changed. ”

"Oh?" Xie Shuning was surprised.

Yan Huai bowed his head, didn't smile, and said: "Look, it's like a reunion after a long absence, goodbye to the old friend." ”

Xie Shuning was even more surprised: "How is this possible? "Mr. Yun Zhan entered Beijing with his uncle back then, and before that, he had been living outside the Saiwai area. Although Ji Jun also lived outside the Saiwai for several years, he rarely separated from Yan Huai at that time, if Mr. Yun Zhan knew Ji Jun, he should naturally know Yan Huai as well. What's more, Mr. Yun Zhan has been in Beijing for many years, and even if he has seen them before, what he has seen should be the face of a child who has not yet grown, and even if he sees it now, he will not immediately recognize it.

"Before Mr. Yun settled in Saiwai in the past, no one must know." Yan Huai recalled the strangeness of Mr. Yun Zhan, and his thoughts gradually drifted away.

There are some things that have been going on for a long time, and they have not even looked into them.

Now that I think about it, it seems to be full of mysteries, making people feel like falling into the clouds and mist, and they can't distinguish the direction.

They speculated about Mr. Yun Zhan's unspoken words, and so did Ji Jun.

They are all vicious-eyed and observant people, Mr. Yun Zhan's eccentricity, Yan Huai can detect it, and Ji Jun naturally notices it.

However, Ji Jun didn't know Mr. Yun Zhan, and he couldn't even think of whether he had met that sick and weak old man in his life.

Since the suspicious heart is born, it is necessary to check it.

Mr. Yun Zhan, however, fell asleep after taking the medicine. This sleep was a long day of sleep. It was not until dawn the next day that he slowly opened his eyes in the twilight. Yesterday, it looked like a pair of eyes that were quite clear, but today it shows a kind of dark cloudiness.

His condition, which had been improving, suddenly worsened.

Early in the morning, Lu Kong hurriedly rushed into Mr. Yun Zhan's room with the medicine box on his back, took the pulse and applied needles, and worked for most of the day.

It wasn't until noon that he crept out of it.

Xie Shuning was worried, and after seeing Lu Kong, he asked carefully.

Lu Kong said that Mr. Yun Zhan's condition was so capricious, most likely because he was depressed in his heart. In the long run, I'm afraid that the time is running out.

The pain on his body can be treated with medicine, but the people next to him are not beyond the control of his doctor.

But when Mr. Yun Zhan was sober, he was also silent, and no one could do anything about him.

The people sent out by Yan Huai followed the clues and traced the melons, trying to find out the crux of Mr. Yun Zhan from the past years.

No one knows if they can find it; No one knows if Mr. Yun Zhan will go one day.

He spent more and more time asleep, less and less awake, and gradually began to talk nonsense. (To be continued......)