Because the side hall of Chang'a Palace is for people to rest, the environment is extraordinarily quiet and indifferent, and several maids who look very honest are waiting at the palace gate.

Before Zhao Yue and Qin Feng entered the door, they saw bursts of orange light emanating from the hall, and there were figures talking in between, presumably Zhao Yue's mother Xian was having a family affair with Xing Yi's wife, Jiang.

"Mother, the child has come to see you." Zhao Yue ignored the maid who saluted him, and accompanied by Qin Feng and the rest of the people, he walked straight to the door, knocked lightly, and said with concern.

"Come in, son." In the hall, Zhao Yue's mother's words came out.

Zhao Yue ordered people to wait outside the hall, and he entered the palace with Qin Feng and the others, Qin Feng was flattered, his face was full of uneasiness and vigilance, and he seemed to have what Zhao Yue had just told him in his heart.

The structure of the side hall is very simple, in the center is a whole building without a high platform, which is blocked by a railing, and on both sides there are huts covered by curtains, and there are built-in beds for people to rest.

Zhao Yue had already learned from the servants in the palace that her mother Xian was arranged to rest in the hut on the west side, while the two children of Jiang and Xing Yi were arranged to rest in the room on the right side, taking turns to be responsible for the vigil.

Zhao Yue opened the curtain and walked in, Qin Feng stood outside the curtain with a familiar face, quietly waiting for dispatch, and looked at the other maids standing in the hall from time to time, they were not very old, their heads were lowered, and their hands were placed on their lower abdomen.

"Mother, what a child's thoughts!" Zhao Yue knelt in front of Xian Shi all of a sudden, her eyes filled with tears, and she said excitedly. Come to think of it, it has been two years since the village was separated. Zhao Yue has experienced so much, but she failed to fulfill her filial piety in front of her mother, and sorrow came from it. I couldn't stop crying for a while.

"Child, you are out now, don't keep crying, my mother is fine, my mother is very good, your Aunt Wang and Sister Li take good care of your mother. I collect medicine for my mother every day, and my mother's illness is much better now. That girl, you wipe his tears, don't let this big brother cry. Xian Shi pointed at Zhao Yue, and then looked at the tattered girl who was next to Jiang.

The girl blinked a pair of smart eyes, nodded solemnly, then took out a square scarf and cautiously leaned over, wanting to wipe Zhao Yue's tears.

Zhao Yue didn't bother the girl to do it. He wiped his tears with a square towel, and then carefully looked at the two children that Jiang brought into Luoyang, a boy and a girl, according to the age of his two children that Xing Yi said to him before, after another two years, the boy should be nine years old, and the girl should be eight years old.

"What's your name?" Zhao Yue stood up and walked next to her mother. He asked softly, for fear of scaring the two men.

"My name is Xing Zhong." The boy replied decisively.

"My name is Xing Yue." The girl looked a little shy.

Maybe these two people have no father since they were young. Born in a poor family and unable to get the education he deserves, Zhao Yue felt an uncomfortable sluggishness from them, and Liu Huan, who was not even five years old, knew that there were many things.

"You even have the word "month" in your name." Zhao Yue looked at the two children with great interest, turned to Xian and said, "Mother, I see that you live here alone. I'm afraid that you will be lonely, so it's better for me to leave Jiang and Xing Yue by your side in the future and take care of your daily life, as for Xing Zhong, I will give him some people. Let him do the work of a guard outside the temple. ”

Xian's has always seemed very happy since he saw his son, and at this time he held Zhao Yue's hand tightly, nodded and replied: "Well, it's all up to you, my mother has no opinion." ”

Everything was ordered, Zhao Yue still wanted to talk to the Xian family alone, so she said to the Jiang family: "You lead these two children to retreat first, and when I take time out for a while, I will reward you well, and you must take good care of my mother in the future, and there must be no slightest." ”

"Yes." Jiang stood up and replied, bowing slightly, and then led the two children away.

Zhao Yue frowned, looking at Jiang's thin figure, and was not at ease to keep them by her mother's side for the time being, but for the sake of the deceased Xing Yi, Zhao Yue would rather believe in this woman and these two children.

When only Zhao Yue and Xian were left in the next room, Zhao Yue half-knelt on the ground and asked with concern: "Mother, in the past two years since the child left, is my mother's life in Kunyang okay?" ”

Xian Shi nodded slightly, and sighed, "What's good or bad, after you leave, I heard that Lord Dong Zhuo of the imperial court sent a big official to our side, what is it called Thorn History, I can't remember the name clearly, it is Kong or something......" Xian said here, tapping his head with an old finger, thinking desperately.

Zhao Yue saw it, and hurriedly added beside her: "Kong Ling, right?" ”

"Yes, it's him," Xian nodded, and then looked at Zhao Yue, there was some doubt in his loving eyes, "Child, my mother really can't believe that you came out of your home and achieved such a big thing, and lived in such a good house." ”

Zhao Yue smiled embarrassedly like a child under her mother's boasting, and then asked suspiciously: "Mother, when my father was alive, did you have any instructions for the wooden box that he left?" ”

"Wooden box?"

"Oh, it's the package that my mother gave me before my son left, and it contains a wooden box, I've looked through it before, and I hope my mother will forgive me."

Xian Shi patted Zhao Yue's head, "Hey, son, what you gave you is for you to see, what is there to say, but ......" Xian lowered his head and groaned for a while, then slowly raised his head and said: "When your father was alive, he really didn't mention anything special about that package." ”

"Really? What does the father have to say to the child? Zhao Yue's eyes were full of expectation, and she really hoped that Zhao Xun could leave some tips for herself before his death, which would be used to guide his path or give him some inspiration.

Unfortunately, yes, Xian shook his head in the end.

Zhao Yue sighed, comforted her mother, and stood up.

It seems that his father is just an honest person who doesn't know the inside story, and he didn't know until he died that what he was flowing was actually the blood of the royal family of the Qin Dynasty. But then again, if Zhao Yue hadn't followed Zhang Duan's advice to join the army, I'm afraid he would have been able to spend his life in chaos and chaos.

"By the way, kid, what about your eldest brother?" Xian suddenly remembered Zhang Duan, when he was in the village, Zhang Duan ran to his house every once in a while, bringing Zhao Yue and her a lot of food.

A touch of sadness quickly flashed across Zhao Yue's face, replaced by joy, "Mother, don't worry, eldest brother, he is leading the troops for me now, and he will be back soon, and I will let him come to see my mother when the time comes." ”

Xian looked at his son, sighed, and said nothing.

Zhao Yue said goodbye to her mother, and thoughtfully walked out of the side hall, Qin Feng, who was closely following her, looked nervous, surrounded by a dark night, and only the moonlight in the sky could bring some light.

The two of them walked between the unfinished buildings of Chang'a Palace, where wood and stone were piled up on both sides, while the craftsmen had already turned off the lights and rested.

"Qin Feng, do you believe it? He'll be here in a moment......" Zhao Yue hid in the darkness with a sly smile on the corner of her mouth.

And Qin Feng trembled all over his body, he didn't dare to say a word, his right hand was always on the animal skin on his waist, which was covered with all kinds of hidden weapons, ready to take people's lives at any time.

"Lord, I ......"

"Remember what I said to you," Zhao Yue's steps were steady, and his words revealed calmness, "no matter what, it must not be exposed, because I don't want to have internal confrontation right now." (To be continued.) )