"Wei Zhao, I have something to tell you."

When Luo Lan saw Wei Zhao, her expression was very serious, so that Wei Zhao, who originally wanted to say hello to her happily, was stuck in her throat.

Luo Lan's character, Wei Zhao also has some understanding, she is the kind of character who is particularly cheerful, fun-loving and noisy, as long as things are not too tricky, she will not worry.

But now, her brow furrowed, as if something had happened to her that confused her.

Wei Zhao put away the smile on his face and motioned for Luo Lan to follow him into the house.

Luo Lan nodded and walked inside after him, and the young man followed behind with his head down.

Su Yuancheng saw that they all looked serious, and he was afraid that he was going to say something important, so he stopped at the door, closed the door and stood there to prevent others from approaching and eavesdropping.

In the room, Luo Lan stood at the table, put down the sword in his hand, and turned to look at Wei Zhao.

"Wei Zhao, tell me the truth, who are you?" Her voice was cold, and her eyes were full of doubt.

Wei Zhao felt a "chuckle" in his heart, what does this mean?

Luo Lan found out his true identity?

Although he was a little panicked in his heart, there was no reaction on his face, he looked up at Luo Lan and said, "Who am I?" I'm Wei Zhao, what's wrong with you? ”

Luo Lan didn't seem satisfied with his answer, his frowning brows didn't let go at all, his hands were clasped on his lower abdomen, his nails were buttoned, and his eyes didn't leave him for a moment, as if he wanted to see through him like this.

Being looked at by her like this, Wei Zhao was a little uncomfortable, he coughed lightly, covered it up, and then walked to her and sat down, calmly.

Seeing his expression, Luo Lan's doubts in her heart were even worse, and she said to the young man behind her, "Thirteen, give me something." ”

Thirteen hurriedly took out a box from his arms and handed it to her, while looking up and quickly glancing at Wei Zhao.

When Wei Zhao saw the box, he frowned and looked at Luo Lan suspiciously.

Luo Lan took the box, waved his hand at Thirteen, and said, "Thirteen, you go out first, stay at the door, I won't call you, don't come in, and don't let others in." ”

Thirteen nodded and retreated, closed the door with his hand, and stood by the door with Su Yuancheng left and right.

Su Yuancheng was cautious when he saw what Wei Zhao and Luo Lan were going to say, and he also raised the spirit of twelve.

Luo Lan handed the box to Wei Zhao and said, "This is what I found in my father's study when I went back this time, you can take a look." ”

Wei Zhao took the box.

Just an ordinary wooden box, without any decoration, with a small lock hanging from it.

Luo Lan handed over a key, and Wei Zhao opened the box to see that there was a box of letters inside.

He looked up at Luo Lan and said, "These letters are...?" ”

Luo Lan said: "You can open it and take a look." ”

Wei Zhao picked up the top one, nothing was written on the envelope, the paper was a little yellow, and it looked a little old.

He carefully opened the envelope and pulled out the stationery inside.

There were two pieces of letterhead, and he opened one first, and on it was a picture of a chubby doll, sitting on a table, holding an object in his hand, which looked like a seal.

There are many other things around him, abacus, brushes, books, and some round boxes, a bit like a child catching Zhou.

A strange feeling rose in his heart, and he hurriedly put down the letter and opened another one.

On another piece of paper, there are words, but there is no title, and there is no payment, only a few words, grab Zhou, catch the seal. Don't read it.

This is clearly one person reporting to another person about the child in the painting.

Who is this child? And who wrote the letter? What does it have to do with me, and why do you want to show me? Countless questions surged in Wei Zhao's heart.

He looked up at Luo Lan and wanted to get an answer from her, but Luo Lan just frowned and looked at him, motioning for him to look down.

He put down the letter in his hand and picked up another.

Again, there were no words on the envelope, and when I opened it, there were still two pieces of paper.

One is a painting of a child holding a twig in his hand and chasing a dog.

The painter's drawing skills are very high, and the expression on the child's face is very vivid, so that people can feel his happiness at a glance.

On the other piece of paper were a few words: two years old, like to run and jump. Don't read it.

Wei Zhao thought of what Luo Lan asked him as soon as he entered the door, and he had some guesses about the identity of this child, and he couldn't wait to pick up another letter.

One letter after another, without exception, is a painting of a few words.

The content of the letter is a few words, a brief summary of what happened this year, and the sentence "Don't read it." ”

And the children in the painting have grown up year by year, from holding books and shaking their heads to sitting in the pavilion, stroking the qin and reciting poems.

looks more and more handsome, and you can vaguely see who he is.

The last one.

He picked it up gently, the letter should not have been more than a year old, the envelope was intact, and there was no trace of time.

When I opened the envelope, the first thing I saw was the one with words, and this time, there were more words.

"Eighteen years old, grown up, can't trap him anymore, there has been no movement for so many years, it should be safe, right? If you have time, please come and talk about it. ”

Wei Zhao put down the letter, there was no need to look at the painting anymore, it must have been him.

No, it should be said that it is Han Muliu.

Is Master Han communicating with Luo Lan's father to report on Han Muliu's situation?

Could it be that his previous guesses were all wrong?

Wei Zhao is completely blindfolded, what the hell is going on?

He looked up at Luo Lan, hoping that Luo Lan could tell him what the situation was.

However, Luo Lan was also confused and waiting for him to explain!

The two confused people looked at each other for a long time, and finally Luo Lan opened his mouth to break the strange atmosphere.

"This is a letter written to my father, once a year for more than ten years, a total of eighteen."

Wei Zhao was still frowning, not understanding the reason.

Luo Lan stared into his eyes and said, "The person in the painting is you, right?" ”

Wei Zhao didn't answer, he didn't know what to say, in fact, he was confused now, why were things getting more and more complicated, and what role did Luo Lan's father play in his life experience?

Seeing that he didn't answer, Luo Lan said, "Actually, you are not Wei Zhao, you are the young master of the Han family, aren't you?" ”

Wei Zhao was stunned for a moment and asked, "How do you know?" ”

The fact that he is the young master of the Han family, so far only Su Yuancheng knows, and only Su Yuancheng has seen his appearance, how did Luo Lan guess that he was the young master of the Han family based on a painting.

After all, none of the letters were signed.

Luo Lan looked at him, saw that there was indeed doubt in his eyes, raised his eyebrows and said outside: "Thirteen, you come in!" ”

Thirteen pushed the door in, closed the door again, walked to the table, and waited for Luo Lan to speak, well-behaved and quiet, not like a bandit.

Luo Lan pointed to Thirteen to Wei Zhao and said: "This is Thirteen, it is my father's personal servant, when I went back to sort things out, I accidentally found these letters, so I asked Thirteen about the source of the letters, he said that he didn't know who sent the letters, but he knew that there were a few times when my father went down the mountain, went to Yuping Village, stood outside the courtyard of the Han family for a long time, and then contacted the appearance of the person in the painting, I guessed that the letter should be written by someone from the Han family."

Since the letter was written by someone from the Han family, and the content is about you, I guess you are from the Han family. I asked people to go to Yuping Village to inquire, and the Han family did have an eighteen or nineteen-year-old young master, who is said to have died in the fire not long ago. ”

After speaking, she looked at Wei Zhao, waiting for him to explain why the person who should have died in the fire now became Wei Zhao incognito.