The Northern Summer in June is beautiful and full of life. A large area of acacia flowers in the city is blooming. From a distance, it looks like a big dark pink umbrella, removing all the blazing sun. There is a dark fragrance floating in the air from time to time, and every afternoon when the heat recedes a little, it is the most lively time in Yanjing City.

However, Jun Qinglan never took the initiative to provoke this excitement. Except for the autopsy, she is always quiet. Sit quietly, quietly looking at the disturbed world. It's as if everything in heaven and earth has long been cut off from her.

At this moment, she was holding a handful of lit incense in her hand, and carefully inserted the incense in her hand into the incense burner in front of the coffin in Yizhuang outside the city. She never spoke when she did these things, her beautiful and bright eyes were focused and solemn, and when she looked closely, there was clearly a faint sadness in her eyes.

Under the east window of Yizhuang, Father Jun stood silently against the wall, squinting at Jun Qinglan, and only occasionally glanced at the bowl of mung bean soup in his hand. never stepped forward, and finally sighed and turned around to go out.

"Dad, give me mung bean soup?" Jun Qinglan inserted the last three sticks of incense in his hand into the incense burner on the tablet table, and looked at Father Jun with a smile on his side. Seeing her utter a word, the man's shoulders shrunk, and it seemed that his entire body was stiff.

"Where are you going with my soup?" Jun Qinglan looked at the soup in Daddy Jun's hand, and her voice was a little disgusted, as if she was extremely aggrieved.

"It's not...... I didn't...... I thought you ....... Father Jun thought she was really angry, and suddenly he was at a loss, and he stammered for a long time, but he finally couldn't say a word.

"I've been in Dali Temple for so many days, and what I miss most is my father's bowl of mung bean soup. Have mercy on me, don't take it away. ”

After that, Jun Qinglan walked in front of Daddy Jun in three or two steps. I couldn't help but say that I snatched the soup bowl from his hand, and after taking a big sip, I half-squinted my eyes, as if I enjoyed it very much.

"Slow down, there's more." Daddy Jun finally slowly let go of his clenched fingers, and a smile gradually appeared on the corner of his lips.

"Thank you, Dad, even the delicacies of Zhenwei Zhai are not as good as your bowl of mung bean soup."

"You coaxed me." Daddy Jun opened his mouth, but there was no smile in his eyes, but he was cramped. stared at the dense coffin not far away: "Serving them to eat is rough work, and this kind of thing will be asked to do it in the future." Miss is a noble girl's family after all, how can this matter be called ...... you. ”

"Daddy!" Jun Qinglan frowned fiercely, and interrupted him in a deep voice: "Trouble comes from your mouth, but you forgot it?" ”

"I ......." Daddy Jun became more and more cramped.

Jun Qinglan sighed, and carefully wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief: "I am your son, one day and forever." If you hadn't been kind enough to take me in, you would have given me such an identity. Maybe I'd be dead a long time ago. ”

"Don't say that." Father Jun waved his hand again and again, only to feel that the fluttering handkerchief was like a red-hot soldering iron, and his head was dizzy.

"Xiao Lao'er suffered from heat stroke when he was exiled to Guanzhou Mansion, if it weren't for the fact that Lord Qin kindly cured me of my illness, I would have died in a foreign land. Today, if there is a place for the young lady to use, it is God's eyes. that I may repay this great kindness in my lifetime. ”

Father Jun said sincerely, but Jun Qinglan's face gradually changed. Finally, he put the bowl in his hand heavily on the table and sighed lightly: "Dad, my surname is Jun, my name is Jun Qinglan, and I am your son who was separated when you fled from famine in the early years. Don't mention the things that happen to the people next to you! There are many eyes and ears under the feet of the Son of Heaven, and if you are not careful, you and I will have to be in different places. ”

Father Jun opened his mouth, and his face was ashamed: "You are the young lady of the Jiedu envoy, and you always want you to call me Daddy, in the end...... Well deserved. ”

"Yes." Jun Qinglan said: "It was you who taught me the autopsy, so that I could stand firm in Jinyiwei with this skill, and I could also ...... It is reasonable, I call you a father, and I don't lose at all. ”

"But ......."

Father Jun was about to speak, but Jun Qinglan waved his hand at him vigorously, lowered his voice and said, "Someone is coming!" ”

"Jun Qinglan, come out quickly." Outside Yizhuang, Jiang Yufan shouted at the top of his voice: "Hurry up, hurry up." ”

Jun Qinglan walked to the door and saw Jiang Yufan wearing a crow blue regular clothes, riding on a horse and looking at her. This person should have been in a hurry all the way, sweating profusely, holding a fan in his hand but not fanning the wind, only hanging on top of his head to cover the harsh summer sun.

"Hurry up." Jiang Yufan urged impatiently: "There are many important bigwigs who have set up a banquet in Zhenwei Zhai, saying that they want to celebrate your grievances." ”

"Big shots?" Jun Qinglan squinted, leaned on the door frame and looked at him without being angry: "Who?" ”

Her mind raced, and she sped through the big people she knew and might have invited her to dinner. It seems that there is no such person in her life.

"Don't worry about that, just go quickly." Jiang Yufan hurriedly urged, and the anxiety in his eyebrows was clear and discerning.

Jun Qinglan squinted at him. Jiang Yufan's style of acting is not like the noble children in the capital, and he can be familiar with anyone. Even with the coolies who were temporarily invited to pick up feet in the guardhouse, they could talk happily.

However, this man has never been an impatient person, but has acted in a measured manner. Today, I just blindly urged her to leave quickly, it should be for the sake of the big man in the Zhai. There are really few people in Yanjing City who can call this emperor's cousin, the eldest princess and her own child.

"What do you keep looking at me?" Jiang Yufan frowned: "Why don't you hurry up and lead the horse?" I can tell you that today's incident is related to your life and future, and you must not play with it. ”

"Ah Lan, you can go with Master Jiang, don't worry about me." I don't know when, Daddy Jun approached the two. He was standing in front of the neatly stacked coffin and looked at them. Behind him, there is a dense tablet on the table, and the green smoke in the incense burner curls up, floating in the air and finally turning into nothing.

Jun Qinglan sighed in her heart, and always felt that such a scene seemed very unlucky. However, this kind of scene is clearly what she is used to seeing every day. Whenever she left Yizhuang to go to the guard station, Father Jun would stand and say goodbye to her. How do you look today...... It's so frightening.

"Jun Qinglan, don't you have to rub it any longer!" Jiang Yufan's voice was already filled with anger.

"What's the hurry, I've just been out of prison, don't you want to ask someone to rest for a while?" Jun Qinglan rolled her eyes at him, then said goodbye to Father Jun and rode away.

Jiang Yufan was impatient to wait for a long time, and galloped all the way, but suddenly stopped his horse when he was less than three feet away from the gate of Yanjing City. His eyes were burning like a torch, and he didn't look at Jun Qinglan for a moment.

"What do you do?" Jun Qinglan was uncomfortable by him: "Isn't it in a hurry?" Why don't you leave? ”

"Jun Qinglan." After a long time, Jiang Yufan finally opened his mouth: "I finally became a brocade guard, you must not harm me!" ”