Chi Cheng took a deep breath, then picked up the pen and wrote carefully word by word.

Yun Chuhan sat quietly on the side, looking at Chi Cheng's next word after word. His brow furrowed, his expression solemn.

Chi Cheng finally finished writing the letter. He put down his pen and let out a long sigh of relief. This time, he was very satisfied. The handwriting looks exactly the same, and if it weren't for me, I'm afraid no one would be able to distinguish it.

Chi Cheng folded the letter the same way Yun Chenhuan folded it, and then carefully stuffed it into the envelope.

After doing all this, Chi Cheng handed the letter to Yun Chuhan: "Although it is a bit of a risk. But now there is no other way. If this prince is not you, he can only be Yun Muqing. The emperor has no better choice, and neither do you! Lord Wang, Yun Muqing's personality, you should know better than me! However, this is a crime of deception. If the prince is greedy for life and afraid of death, I will not persuade him again. ”

Yun Chuhan opened his mouth, but didn't say anything. He took the letter and nodded.

"I'll go into the palace with you." Chi Cheng stood up.

***

Qiaoxin raised her head, looked at the two mottled characters above the city gate, and couldn't help but stop.

Yangcheng, she has finally arrived. This is the northernmost town in Daning.

Qiaoxin wears a very thick one, because it is colder here than in the capital. A gust of wind blew, and she quickly shrunk her neck.

Along the way, ingenuity is not easy. Entanglement can save money. But if you can stay overnight, you will not go to the inn.

During this period, Qiaoxin met many well-wishers. The old couple who kept her overnight, the farmer who cooked her hot meals, and the groom who drove her along the way.

However, she has also met some people who have bad intentions towards her. Fortunately, Qiaoxin has kung fu in the body, and it can protect itself to some extent.

When she was helped, people asked her name. She wanted to say her real name, Su Xin, but the words became ingenious. She felt that it was better to be cautious, so as not to cause complications.

After a long journey, she finally came to Yangcheng.

At this moment, Qiaoxin is unspeakably sad in her heart. Her legs were filled with lead, and she couldn't move.

She was a little flustered, a little nervous. What she fears most is disappointment.

If Qi Xiao lied to her, her father was actually no longer alive, or, although alive, he was not in Yangcheng. Isn't that an empty joy for yourself?

Thinking about it the other way, even if he is alive and in Yangcheng, what can he do? In case you don't recognize yourself, or ......

Qiaoxin's heart was in a mess and began to speculate.

It's all here, what are you afraid of? You've come all the way here, haven't you just had a glimmer of hope? Thinking so, Qiaoxin couldn't help but clench her fists.

"Uncle, is there a person named Xu Yuanqing in this Yang City?" Qiaoxin casually stopped a person and asked.

The uncle stopped.

Coincidentally, before Qiaoxin stepped into the city gate, he inquired about the whereabouts of his biological father.

"Are you about my age?" Uncle asked Qiaoxin.

Qiaoxin nodded hurriedly, thinking that her father was probably the same age.

The uncle smiled: "Zhang Ji Iron Shop." Girl, go and ask, maybe it's the person you're looking for. Go, I'll show you the way. ”

Qiaoxin is not ready. was said by the uncle, so he had to follow in.

The uncle gossiped as he walked forward. Turned a few streets and stopped at a fork in the road.

"Girl, I can only go so far with you. I'm going to the tea house. You walk along this street, turn right at the first intersection, and you can see it after a short walk. ”

Qiaoxin thanked the uncle, watched him leave, and then walked forward.

If it goes so well, could it be a trap? Qiaoxin couldn't help but think.

When he saw the words Zhang Ji Tiepu, Qiaoxin stopped. In the distance, she saw an old man with pale sideburns. He has dark skin and deep wrinkles on his face, carved with vicissitudes. At this moment, he was concentrating on pounding an iron pot.

Qiaoxin bit her lip, unable to tell if this person was her so-called "father". However, as the uncle said just now, he is a blacksmith in this blacksmith.

At that moment, a middle-aged woman walked out of the room, holding a half-new teacup in her hand.

The old man put down his work, took the teacup, and smiled at the middle-aged woman. They both laughed at what they had said.

Qiaoxin watched this scene, and a nameless fire surged in her heart. She walked over without hesitation.

"Is Xu Yuanqing here?" Qiaoxin asked.

The two in front of them were slightly stunned, and their smiles froze on their faces. They looked at Qiaoxin and seemed to be frightened by her recklessness.

Qiaoxin frowned, and then realized that the tone of his speech was very bad.

"I'm looking for Xu Yuanqing, is he there?" Qiaoxin cleared her throat and asked again in a pretended relaxed manner.

The old man looked at Qiaoxin blankly, stood up, and said, "Xia Jue? Is that you? ”

Hearing the word Xia Jue, he was shocked and asked, "Are you Xu Yuanqing?" Do you know my mother? ”

The middle-aged woman frowned, gently tugged at the man's sleeve, then turned her head, lowered her voice and said to Qiaoxin, "Girl, come into the house and say." There are some things that are inconvenient to say here. ”

Qiaoxin had no choice but to follow her into the house. The man followed.

As soon as the door closed, the man suddenly fell to his knees and began to cry.

The middle-aged woman smiled, quickly picked up the man, and said, "What are you crying for?" After so many years, aren't you looking forward to this day? ”

"Child, he is Xu Yuanqing." The middle-aged woman said to Qiaoxin.

Qiaoxin didn't know if she should believe the situation in front of her. She never expected that her father would be an "old man".

Not only that, Qiaoxin found out that Xu Yuanqing's right foot was a little lame.

"Kid, what's your name?" Xu Yuanqing wiped the tears on his face and asked.

"My name is Su Xin. Still, for some reason, you call me ingenuity. Qiaoxin replied.

"Suxin, it's Suxin." After Xu Yuanqing finished speaking, tears couldn't stop flowing again.

For this kind of father-daughter recognition situation, Qiaoxin does not have any real feeling. She didn't say anything yet.

"Some people say that Xu Yuanqing is my father. I'm here just to see if it's true. Because when I was a child, my mother said that my father had passed away. Qiao Xin wanted to get things clear as soon as possible, she didn't want to see a big man cry here.

The middle-aged woman came over, took her hand, and said, "Suxin, no, Qiaoxin, sit down, and I'll tell you for him." ”

Qiaoxin sat down and asked stubbornly: "Dare to ask how to call it?" ”

"My name is Lin Yue, just call me Aunt Yue." Lin Yue said with a smile.

It can be seen by ingenuity that this Lin Yue's words and deeds are all the appearance of everyone's ladies. What is in a person's bones is not something that can be covered by coarse cloth clothes.

"The fact that father and daughter recognize each other is empty talk." Lin Yue turned her head to look at Xu Yuanqing.

Xu Yuanqing knew what she meant, so he took out a handkerchief from his waist and handed it to her carefully.

Lin Yue took the handkerchief and put it in front of Qiaoxin.

Qiaoxin was shocked and quickly picked up the handkerchief. Although the handkerchief was washed and white, it was somewhat torn. However, she recognized her mother Xia Jue's embroidery at a glance.

The pattern of mandarin ducks playing in the water on it is often embroidered by Xia Jue. And the embroidery method of this stitch is also unique to her.

Qiaoxin's hand trembled slightly, and tears flowed down her cheeks.

In the past few years, she thought she had forgotten how to cry.

At this moment, when she saw the handkerchief embroidered by her mother, the sadness in her heart welled up.

Needless to say, this handkerchief was enough to convince Qiaoxin that this man was her father. Because when she was young, she asked her mother why she liked to embroider mandarin ducks and play in the water so much.

My mother said it was embroidered for my father.

Lin Yue glanced at Xu Yuanqing and said, "Shut down the shop today." Qiaoxin looked tired, so I went to boil some hot water to ward off the cold for her. Talk to each other, father and daughter. ”

Lin Yue left under the pretext of excuse. Only Xu Yuanqing and Qiaoxin were left in the room.

Neither spoke. Qiaoxin wiped her tears while trying to keep herself from crying.

In fact, from leaving the capital to just standing outside Zhang Ji's iron shop, he has imagined countless possible situations.

She thought that there was no such person as Xu Yuanqing at all, and it was Qi Xiao who lied to her.

She thought that she would find someone named Xu Yuanqing. But this person was found by Qi Xiao to deceive her.

I also thought that the person named Xu Yuanqing didn't recognize her at all.

This handkerchief, as well as this man's real tears and sorrows, Qiaoxin can't help but believe it.

But so what? Qiaoxin suddenly calmed down. She wiped away her tears and said, "My mother is Xia Jue, the hall master of Xiaomen Xia Zhitang. Are you really my father? ”

Xu Yuanqing nodded.

Qiaoxin stared at Xu Yuanqing's face and frowned: "My mother is peerless, why is she ...... You look like you can be my grandfather, right? ”

Listening to Qiaoxin's words, Xu Yuanqing shook his head helplessly: "Wait a minute, I'll find something for you." ”

Xu Yuanqing walked into the room inside and opened a large wooden box. There is not a single bit of dust on the box, which proves that it is often cleaned.

Qiaoxin looked down at the handkerchief in her hand, feeling very uncomfortable.

After a while, Xu Yuanqing walked out, holding two paintings in his hands. He walked over and placed the painting on the table. The paper is yellowed and a little damaged, and it looks a little old.

Xu Yuanqing unfolded one of the paintings, and was greeted by a beautiful woman.

Qiaoxin was stunned, and then her nose was sour. She held back her tears and didn't let them fall.

The woman in the painting is Xia Jue. The lilac dress she was wearing had been seen in the box, but she had never seen her mother wear it.

Then, Xu Yuanqing opened another painting and said, "Actually, I'm not as old as I look. I'm only two years older than your mother. ”

I looked over and saw a man in the painting. He is handsome, dignified, and personable.

Qiaoxin looked at Xu Yuanqing in surprise, and then looked at the painting, his eyes full of doubts.

"It's ...... You? Qiaoxin couldn't help but ask.

Xu Yuanqing nodded heavily.

It turned out that he was not an old man at all. What has happened to make a handsome boy what he is today?