Zhao Fangyu slowly stepped forward with the support of Zhao Yanyi, originally he still had doubts, for fear that Wan Bingyu would deceive him, but the moment he saw Heng Xinyuan, he seemed to have received some kind of telepathy.

shouted movingly, "Qingyao ......"

These two words, since the death of his parents, no one has ever called himself again, Heng Xin nodded his head from afar, tears rippling, "Uncle Zhao...... I'm Qingyao...... I'm Qingyao......"

He kowtowed three times in a row, but still refused to get up, Zhao Fangyu was also in tears at the moment, helped him up, and said, "Okay, okay, get up quickly." ”

Zhao Fangyu carefully looked at the handsome young man in front of him, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and the heroic spirit between his eyebrows was exactly the same as his father back then.

But he was still a little uneasy, "Come, take off your clothes, let me see your left shoulder." ”

Heng Xinyuan also obediently took off the left half of his clothes, and a scar on his left shoulder was quite conspicuous.

"Yes, that's right...... You are Qingyao, when I took you to hunt, you ran too fast, and fell into the valley carelessly, hitting your shoulder on the rock, leaving this scar...... Originally, this girl came to me, and I didn't believe it, but now I completely believe it......"

Heng Xinyuan took out a piece of jade from his chest with trembling hands and put it in Zhao Fangyu's palm, "Does Uncle Zhao remember this piece of jade......

Zhao Fangyu squinted his eyes and carefully rubbed the jade jue in his hand, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he said excitedly, "This jade jue was obtained by accident when I went to the East China Sea with your father to quell the rebellion...... I didn't expect so many years to pass...... I can even see it again......"

Wan Bingyu, who was standing on the side, saw that the two of them were so emotional, and his heart couldn't help but be magnificent, he had experienced graduations of all sizes, and had eaten so many casual meals, those classmates and old friends, if they forgot it, they forgot it, who could remember a person who had been in the same window for so many years, and sure enough, the ancients were different.

"Master Hou, husband, I think everyone should sit down and talk, I'll go and ask Xiao Er to make you a pot of tea." After that, Wan Bingyu wiped a handful of tears, turned around and went downstairs to ask Xiao Er at the front desk to make a pot of good dragon wells, and just wanted to take out the money bag to pay the bill, but suddenly a big hand suddenly stretched out beside him and threw down a string of copper coins.

"I'll do it." This is a slightly magnetic young voice, if you know people, this should also be a handsome man.

Sure enough, as soon as he looked up, he saw Zhao Yanyi's clear and bright eyes, and he said with a slight smile, "How can you make your daughter's family pay, or I'll come." ”

This sounds very unpleasant, why can't the daughter's family pay the bills, why can't the daughter's family be self-reliant, isn't this a typical late-stage machismo patient.

But looking at it coldly, this Zhao Yanyi is still ...... With delicate facial features and deep eyes, Wan Bingyu thought to herself, if you cut off your long hair, dye it purple in the starry sky, and go to South Korea for two years to train, you can make your debut in the men's group!

"Miss?" Zhao Yanyi saw her mouth open, her eyes didn't blink for a long time, and she stretched out her hand and shook it in front of her.

Turning around suddenly, Wan Bingyu couldn't wait to slap himself a few big mouths on the spot, even if the handsome guy who used to watch the men's group was a, he had traveled to ancient times and was still a dog!

Besides, he's still a married man!

"Ah, that, thank you then......" She quickly lowered her head, put away her purse, and turned to leave.

Zhao Yanyi called out to her, "This young lady, I think you still owe me a word." ”

"What?" I turned my head blankly, I didn't seem to have anything to do with him, it was hard to want to touch porcelain.

Zhao Yanyi gently shook the feather fan in her hand, walked in front of her, and smiled, "Miss Fang Cai stunned me in the deep alley, this matter is ...... You won't be out of the way......

It's over, does he remember it?

Wan Bingyu's heart trembled for a while, her heart was extremely empty, and she scratched the back of her head and explained embarrassedly, "This, you also know, I'm too anxious, and I don't know that you are the son of the Hou Mansion, if I knew, I wouldn't have done anything to you...... I'm sorry, I'm sorry......"

"If you have a daughter's house, you go out with a lost soul and dress up like this, so you are not afraid of encountering robbers." Zhao Yanyi's tone is as gentle as water, a proper juvenile voice, and a small pear vortex looming on the side of her mouth, if you look closely, she is actually more delicate than a woman!

"My husband is watching me in the teahouse, if something happens to me, he will definitely come to save me!" Wan Bingyu wondered in her heart, why did this prince of the Hou Mansion talk so much.

Hurriedly went upstairs with the tea tray and didn't say much to him, but after she turned around, Zhao Yanyi's eyes always fell on her, slightly shining, and there was an inexplicable feeling.

After going upstairs, seeing that Heng Xinyuan and Zhao Fangyu had already restrained their excitement, they sat on the wooden chair, discussing the current situation, Wan Bingyu visited the tea in front of the two of them, without saying a word, and together with Zhao Yanyi, retreated to the side and waited.

"Uncle Zhao, when I returned to the palace this time, I have hidden my real name, so call me Heng Xinyuan in the future."

"This is natural, the imperial capital is now mixed, like a pool of stagnant water, on the surface the wind and waves are calm, but in fact, the dark tide is surging, and the various factions are constantly striking, in the past few years, I have also been Taoguang and obscure, saying that I am sick and suing the dynasty, so that I can live in peace for a few years......" Zhao Fangyu looked at Heng Xinyuan, and there was a loving gaze of an elder in his eyes.

"Uncle Zhao, what happened back then, can you tell me now?" Heng Xinyuan's eyes were cold, he had never really touched the truth about the past of the year, and before his adoptive father died, he only roughly told himself that his father was deliberately framed by the ministers of the DPRK and China.

This word is very sincere, although the reckless young man in the past has grown older, but the heart in his chest has never changed.

"Back then, your father was framed, secretly conspired with the enemy country, and secretly transferred the grain, grass and ordnance of our army to Yan Chiguo, so it led to the defeat of Jiang Guo in that battle...... Zhao Fangyu used a deep voice to tell the story of the year, "Your Majesty was furious, and he didn't even send someone to investigate clearly, so he ordered the Zhenyuan General's Mansion to be beheaded all over the house...... Men over the age of fifteen are all on the extreme, and women servants are not official slaves......"

Speaking of this, his voice choked up a little, and hot tears flowed on his face that had been engraved with the marks of the Tao by the years, which showed the regret and regret in his heart for the events of that year.

"What about later......" Heng Xinyuan suppressed the anger in his heart and continued to ask.

"On the day of the execution, Luo Zhishu and I tried our best to persuade each other, and at the same time sent people to search for ironclad evidence to clear your father's grievances, and Your Majesty also believed it...... But unfortunately, the messenger was tripped on the road, and by the time they arrived, the execution ground was already covered with blood......" Zhao Fangyu said, wiping a handful of old tears, his eyes were hazy, and his thoughts had returned to that depressed autumn day.