Ning Nan listened worriedly, her heart was excited, but she didn't show it on her face, she hugged her with satisfaction, and said solemnly that she would be humiliated: "Okay, Mrs. will lay the floor with me!" ”

He said it in a kind of amusement. The corners of Jiang Chengjia's mouth kept slightly raised, never let go, closed his eyes happily, and leaned on his warm chest.

Ning Nan gently patted her on the back and coaxed her to sleep, but she turned sideways, staring at the extinguished candle on the desk, unable to sleep.

There were four other people who couldn't sleep like him this night, in addition to Jiang Chengjia, who slept with him, it was the Cao family and Dou Taijun in the Southern Courtyard and Fengxi Pavilion, and Dou Xunen who lived in the private house next to the command mansion.

The cold moonlight shone on the quiet little county town, which seemed more secluded and deserted than usual.

Dou Xunen was lying on the bed, all that lingered in his mind was the scene of Ning Nan being punished in front of him, the pain and guilt in his heart became more and more profound, and those heavy truths overwhelmed him, and finally after repeated struggles, he sat up from the couch suddenly, gasped for breath with a wail, and hurriedly changed his clothes, taking advantage of the slight light of the sky, against the strong wind hanging at this time in Linhe, he drove a horse to the post station located in the westernmost part of the town.

At that time, when the day was hazy, the east courtyard of the museum had already lit candles and raised cooking smoke to cook breakfast for more or less guests in the post station.

At five o'clock in the morning, the peace of the inn was shattered by a violent and compact knock on the door.

The little two of the post house, who was sleeping in a daze in front of the door, suddenly heard this rapid knock, so he jumped up from the ground and ran towards the closed gate in front of the courtyard.

"Coming, coming, who is it early in the morning?" Xiao Er shouted, opened the wooden door, and saw a noble man in a brown brocade dress and silk satin standing in front of the door, panting in front of the door.

Xiao Er looked him up and down, then bent down and said, "This son is going to rest at the post station?" ”

The noble prince shook his head and said, "I'm looking for someone." ”

Xiao Er's brows furrowed slightly, and he asked respectfully, "Dare to ask who Gongzi is looking for?" ”

"An Pinghou." The young man said flatly.

Xiao Er felt surprised, and had a plan in his heart, probably guessing that the young man in front of him had a noble status, and he also had a lot of relationship with the Marquis of Anping who lived in the post station, so he hurriedly nodded and said: "I'm afraid that Lord Junhou hasn't woken up at this time, so it's okay for the prince to enter the post house and wait first?" ”

The noble prince had a cold face, stepped over the threshold without saying a word, and came to the front hall to sit down under the guidance of Xiao Er.

The little servant was busy serving him tea and pouring water, he sat on the mat without moving, and never drank a sip of tea for two hours, just stared at the scene outside the window with a solemn expression, as if he was thinking deeply about something.

The sun gradually rose, and the reddish newborn light came with slow and gentle steps, sprinkled on the large begonias that had sprouted branches and buds behind the post station, turning from golden red to bright white, which was very beautiful.

However, the Anping Hou Suxiang, who lived in the small restaurant in the corridor on the south side of the post station, still had no movement.

The noble man who sat straight in the front hall caused a whisper from the post boys.

Xiao Er didn't dare to easily disturb An Pinghou's sweet dream, let alone offend the noble son sitting in the front hall, when he was anxious and didn't know what to do, An Pinghou actually walked from the south chamber to the front hall.

Dou Xunfen saw that Dou Yueshan didn't know when he came to the post station, and he was suddenly taken aback, and stepped forward in three or two steps, looking at the young man in front of him speechlessly.

The atmosphere of the post station gradually became strange, and the little servants in the front hall all speculated about the relationship between the two of them, hiding behind the wall and staring with bated breath.

"Zi said?" Dou Xun exclaimed.

The young man sitting in the corner by the window was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at Dou Xunfen, then stood up respectfully, bowed to him, and said, "Father, you are finally here." ”

The little guys hiding behind the wall were shocked and discussed.

Seeing that there was no resemblance between this noble son and the Marquis of Anping, he didn't want to, he was actually the son of the Marquis of Anping.

"When did you come?" Dou Xunfen chatted as usual, wanting to get closer to him.

Dou Yueshan was only polite except for respect: "It's five o'clock here." ”

Dou Xunfen saw that he lowered his head, unwilling to look at himself, and was a little disappointed in his heart, and said mournfully: "That's it, you can go to Nanxiang with me." ”

Dou Yueshan was silent, but slowly walked out of the corner, went down the steps, and stood beside him, which was considered a tacit acquiescence. globe

Father and son went to the courtyard to the south.

Xiao Er, who was hiding behind the wall, walked out with the little guys, stared at the father and son with a strange face, and muttered, "Isn't the relationship between these two fathers and sons bad?" ”

Dou Xunfen took Dou Yueshan into the wing room where he lived, and after closing the doors and windows tightly, he spoke: "Zi said, you are angry with your father... Deliberately hiding the truth from you? ”

Dou Yueshan was indeed angry in his heart, but he was so angry that it was not this thing, he said a little indifferently: "My son is not angry because you deliberately concealed the truth back then. Didn't you find out about it in the last year or two? Even so, how can your son blame you? ”

Dou Xunfen lowered his head, as if he was a child who had done something wrong, and sighed in a low voice: "So... But because I designed to frame Zhao Fu, I want to put Huaiyin Marquis to death and get angry? ”

Dou Yueshan trembled slightly, and then looked at him, only to see that the middle-aged man looked pale and lost, and couldn't help but soften his heart.

"The son can't understand, why did the father attack Zhaoyuan? Since he was a child, the suffering he suffered was not enough, and he was about to be murdered by his own uncle? If he learns the truth in the future, how will he get along with you again? When Dou Yueshan thought of what happened at that time, she felt chilled in her heart, and she was even more sad when she learned that he and Ning Nan were brothers.

"I... There are hardships. Dou Xun struggled and didn't know how to explain.

"What kind of hardship can make my father know Zhaoyuan's life experience, but still attack him?" Dou Yueshan was a little emotional.

Dou Xunfen has been estranged from him since he was a child, and he will always be indifferent to him, and he will never care too much.

Dou Yueshan also knew why his father had not been close to him since he was a child, his father loved his titular mother Chen very much, and Chen died of dystocia, and his father naturally complained that he did not like him. Although he was not favored by his father, his grandfather and great-grandmother treated him very well, so over the years, he gradually let go of his knots and got used to his father's coldness.

He only has a close friend like Ning Nanwei by his side, and apart from the two brothers, he is only close to him.

Half a year ago, she was surprised to learn that her father was going to assassinate Ning Nanwei, Dou Yueshan was horrified and couldn't understand her father's behavior. Later, when he learned the truth of the past, he didn't understand why his father wanted to kill Ning Nan for the first time after knowing the mystery of the year?

"Zi said, don't ask. Half a year ago, it was the father's fault. Just yesterday, at the request of your great-grandmother, I vowed never to do this again. You can rest assured that you will never do such a foolish thing again as a father. ”

Dou Xunfen was reluctant to explain, but he swore to him that he would never chase Ning Nan worry again.

In fact, half a year ago, he ordered Sun Chi Chengxu to frame Zhao Fu, and Zhao Fu regretted it after he had to assassinate Ning Nanwei.

Later, I learned that Dou Yueshan got Dou Taijun's order and stopped this disaster in time, and her heart settled down.

Listening to his promise, Dou Yueshan's heart seemed to settle down, and he said with a tired face: "My son is today... If the father is displeased, please punish him. ”

Dou Xunfen quietly quieted down, staring at him with a slight stagnation, looking at everything in the past from his eyebrows and eyes that were very similar to those of the old man, and his heart was turbulent like waves and difficult to rest.

With a little sadness, he took out a pair of small gold locks from his arms and held them in the palm of his hand, then sat down at the desk and motioned for Dou Yueshan to sit down together.

Dou Yueshan reluctantly sat in front of the desk with him.

Dou Xunfen spread out his hands, and the pair of delicate gold-inlaid jade ribbed locks were revealed.

"It's... Your third uncle back then..."He suddenly paused when he said this, and then smiled bitterly: "No... It was the golden lock that your biological father left to your two brothers. This pair of peace locks is more than 20 years late, and I have never found it, always thinking that it is lost, but I never expected that it was your grandfather who hid it. ”

Dou Xunfen trembled, as if he couldn't bear it, and then took out a silk letter from his wide sleeve, carefully put it in Dou Yueshan's palm, and said, "Zi said, my child, do you remember this family letter?" ”

Dou Yueshan stared at the silk book in his hand, which had some yellowed characters, and childhood memories flooded into his mind, making the tip of his nose sour, and his eyes were almost blinded by the fog.

"Yes." He replied in a low voice.

"I hate me as a father, and I haven't fulfilled any responsibility, and I found this family letter from your grandfather's study after more than 20 years." He regretted it, but time passed, so that he could no longer make up for his indebtedness.

Dou Yueshan was stunned: "Father, you... Didn't you receive this letter back then? ”

Dou Xunfen nodded with tears in his eyes, and said guiltily: "I blame you for your mother's death, and I don't want to go to the old mansion to see you." How do you know that you have written me such a letter? ”

Dou Yueshan muttered, "Son... Knowing why my father didn't like me, I missed my father too much when I was a child, so I wrote a letter to my grandfather in the same way. Zeng begged his grandfather to send this letter to his father on behalf of his son. But I never thought that my grandfather did not send the letter. ”

Dou Xunfen wiped away the tears oozing from the corners of his eyes, looked at the young man's lost face, and said with great distress: "I know... You have also complained about me all these years, and have never cared about you. How... When I see you, I always think of the night your mother died, lying on my lap and saying to me angrily... Farewell words. It was a scene that pained me for the rest of my life. After all, I couldn't answer her plea and take good care of you. Putting you in gossip for more than twenty years... I.... Zi said, I'm sorry. ”