Actually, Yun Rongrong wished she could go to Heng'an Building to have a look, but after a day of tossing today, she was really tired.

Moreover, from the bottom of her heart, she was a little afraid to confirm it herself.

If the old emperor had to marry the sixth prince, wouldn't all her efforts today be in vain?

I have to say that she really didn't dare to face that possibility.

Therefore, she would rather nest here and watch the stars and the moon than run this trip herself.

Otherwise, according to her previous temperament, she would like to go into the city to play by herself, how can it be much better than nesting in this small courtyard.

Time passed little by little, and Yun Rongrong always felt that today's time seemed to pass very slowly.

She even felt that Xiao Li'er's work efficiency had declined, so she hadn't come back yet.

Xia Keke and Hong Luoluo saw Yun Rongrong sitting there, she didn't even eat the fruit, just sat like that, frowning and dazed, the two couldn't help but glance at each other and shook their heads.

Then he turned around helplessly and continued to do his own thing.

The two of them have served Yun Rongrong until now, and they know her temperament best, and it is best to let her stay quietly alone at this time, otherwise she will not be able to toss the two of them in a row.

Therefore, Xia Keke and Hong Luoluo decisively withdrew from Yun Rongrong's sight, if she didn't call them, they wouldn't take the initiative to show up in front of her, otherwise they would be unlucky.

On the other side, in the Six Princes' Mansion, as soon as Yu Wenxu went back, he locked himself in the study.

Manager Yu followed all the way to the study, and watched him "slam" the door shut, and he stood in place for a long time.

At this time, Mo Yan suddenly appeared beside him, and said with sympathy in his eyes: "Alas, the master seems to be very angry today. ”

When Manager Yu heard this, he also understood: "It seems that the six princes have not retired from this family today." ”

"Hmm."

Mo Yan nodded, and then said, "Uncle Yu, let's take it easy today, don't make the master angry." ”

"Don't worry, I'm not you."

Uncle Yu's answer made Mo Yan suddenly purse the corners of his lips speechlessly, what kind of words are these......

In the study, Yu Wenxu sat in front of the desk for a long time, and suddenly reached out and took a painting that had been placed on the table and gently unfolded it.

He moves very carefully, as if the painting in his hand is a treasure that has been treasured for thousands of years.

In this painting, the color of the scroll has long been yellowed, and it is obviously some years old.

The picture is of a little girl, standing under a begonia tree, wearing a goose-yellow dress with a veil scarf, revealing only a pair of clear and smart eyes. The wind blows around her, and her dress dances with the falling begonia petals, looking extremely beautiful.

From the painting, although this girl is still young, the aura emanating from her body is not owned by a child.

Yu Wenxu looked at the girl in the painting, and the unwillingness in his heart came to his heart.

Before he could find her, he had to marry someone else.

Once, he swore that he would find her and marry her.

And, in this life and this life, she is alone.

However, after so many years, he searched for so many years, but he still couldn't find her.

The girl who saved his life and showed him the way to survive in just a few words.

Could it be that he and her are not related after all?