Zhuang Lao's reaction was not Yan Chong's expectation at all, and he couldn't help but tighten his eyebrows.

Ye Zhun, who had been smiling at the corners of his mouth and enjoying the scenery outside the window with a tea cup, seemed to have finally noticed the movement here, turned his head to look over, and greeted with a light smile, "Old Zhuang is here?" Come in and sit down! ”

Zhuang Lao's expression was a little wilted, he glanced at Yan Chong hesitantly, and finally nodded, and walked past Yan Chong, who was by the door like a piece of wood, and walked in first.

Yan Chong froze in place for a moment, then turned around and walked in step by step.

And Zhuang Lao was already led by Ye Zhun to sit at the table, and personally served him a cup of tea.

Yan Chong's gaze always fell on Zhuang Lao's face, after so many years, he had never seen an old man like this, what happened?

He was very suspicious in his heart, and opened his mouth and said, "Master, did he threaten you?" ”

Otherwise, how can you see him like a wilted dish? This old man, all the time is alive and kicky, his beard is messy, when has he been wilting?

Ye Zhun paused, then looked at Zhuang Lao Dao with a smile, "In the past few days, Ye has not been rude, right?" ”

"Not really." Zhuang Lao bowed his head and answered.

But it attracted Yan Chong's even more suspicious eyes, this old man, if he is invited to the mansion like this, even if the situation is stronger than others, I am afraid that he will not bow his head easily, let alone he is here, this old man does not work hard, and it is strange to greet Ye Zhun's ancestors again.

Therefore, the way he is now is not only strange, but also too strange.

Ye Zhun smiled and looked at Zhuang Lao, who looked a little restrained, and asked, "Zhuang Lao and Qingzhi have met, right?" ”

Light dyeing? Who are they? Yan Chong raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhuang Lao.

Zhuang Lao stretched his body, sat upright, and bowed deeply to Ye Zhun, "I don't know all these years...... Thank you for taking care of their mother and daughter. Zhuang Lao's voice was a little inexplicably hoarse.

Ye Zhun took a sip of the teacup, and replied with a light smile, "There is no need to thank you, I didn't look at Zhuang Lao's face to take care of Aunt Ping and light dyeing, over the years, we have depended on each other, and we have long been more like relatives than masters and servants." Zhuang Lao doesn't need to blame himself too much, after all, all these years, you have always thought that their mother and daughter are no longer in the world, right? If you don't look for it, you don't look after it, you can't blame it. It's Aunt Ping, when she died, she still wanted to ask you for clarification, but she never got her wish. If she has a knot, her attitude will inevitably not be good, but it makes Zhuang Lao uncomfortable. ”

The conversation between these two people made Yan Chong more and more confused the more he listened, and the more he listened, the more palpitations he became.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"Yan Shizi can believe that I and Zhuang Lao are old acquaintances!" Ye Zhun smiled at Yan Chong.

Old knowledge? Yan Chong was even more surprised, this time, his doubtful gaze fell on Zhuang Lao instead.

Zhuang Lao didn't seem to notice Yan Chong's gaze at all, for some reason, his face turned slightly pale, and his gaze fell straight on Ye Zhun, "Lord Ye, what you said is true?" You're really ......."

"What? Even after seeing the light dye, Zhuang Lao still refused to believe it? Do you believe that light dyeing is your daughter, or do you not believe in my identity? Ye Zhun raised his eyebrows and said, smiling rather than smiling. At that moment, aside from the pale complexion, the clear and thin cheeks, and the narrowed black eyes actually made Yan Chong's heart palpitate and familiar.

Naturally familiar, he has often seen in the mirror, but it is his eyes.

His eyes are not like Jing'anhou, but they are the same as Emperor Yonghe. The Queen Mother also has a pair of ordinary eyes, and others say that these eyes are inherited from his mother who died early, Princess Yong'an.

What about Ye Zhun? Where did Ye Zhun's eyes come from?

This made Yan Chong's heart jump uneasily.

"It's not." Zhuang Lao waved his hand again and again a little crampedly, "I didn't mean that, it's just that under the situation at that time, you really couldn't ......."

"There's no way you're going to survive, is it?" Ye Zhun smiled, but the smile did not enter his eyes, but his eyes sank coldly inch by inch, "Yes, I forgot, that day, the cup of wine that was poured into the throat was from the hand of Zhuang Lao." ”

Zhuang Lao's body shook violently, and Yan Chong's heart was also shocked.

Inside, falling into an eerie silence, only Ye Zhun was alone, still calmly drinking tea.

After a long time, Yan Chongcai finally couldn't help it, "Lord Ye's purpose of taking great pains to invite my master must have been achieved?" ”

"Not yet, I thought, I'll ask it alone, if you don't believe it, it's not interesting. I thought, when you come, listen to it again, it's the same. Ye Zhun Xin smiled happily.

Yan Chong frowned, he had the same idea as him.

"Zhuang Lao." The smile on the corner of Ye Zhun's mouth was thin and cold, "In the past, you betrayed the Lord to seek glory, but in the end you left me a glimmer of life in that cup of wine, but as you said, I have taken care of Aunt Ping and Light Dye over the years, and you accept my affection, since this is the case, I will only ask you one thing, if you tell me truthfully, between you and me, the old relationship between the past and the past, it can be regarded as a write-off, how about it?" ”

Zhuang Lao was silent and did not speak, and when the words "betraying the Lord and seeking glory" came out, Yan Chong still felt that his body trembled twice.

He didn't speak, Ye Zhun took it for granted that he agreed, and glanced at Yan Chong and said, "Elder Zhuang knows my details, Yan Shizi is your disciple, and you have brought it up since childhood, so it must be the clearest." Someone told me that Yan Shizi and I are brothers, I don't know if Zhuang Lao feels that what this person said is true or false? ”

Although Yan Chong didn't speak, his gaze turned and slowly fell on Zhuang Lao.

Zhuang Lao moved, and the corners of his mouth were extremely stiff, "You are naturally brothers." ”

Yan Chong's heart tightened.

Ye Zhun pursed the corners of his lips, and his eyes became two points colder, "Cousin, or brother?" Although the tone was light, the gaze staring at Zhuang Lao was as sharp as a hook.

Zhuang Lao's face turned pale inch by inch, but he didn't speak again.

Yan Chong's heart turned cold, "Master? ”

Looking at Zhuang Lao's performance and the previous conversation between the two, presumably, Ye Zhun's previous words were true. Including the identity of his orphan in the previous dynasty, as well as the relationship with Zhuang Lao.

Ye Zhun said before that his mother is Xiao's aunt, and she is the sister of Emperor Yonghe and the eldest princess of Yong'an.

If it was just like that, Zhuang Lao said bluntly, but he chose to be silent.

Ye Zhun's expression changed a few times, and after the coldness in his eyes was slightly stunned, it was like a cloud opening and fog dissipating, much thinner, and when his eyes fell on Yan Chong, there was a little more complicated sadness and joy, but his mouth was lightly spitting out the two words, "Sure enough." ”

Yan Chong only felt a buzzing in his head, his eyes almost fell on Zhuang Lao's body for help, and he squirmed his lips that suddenly tightened, "Master? ”

Zhuang Lao finally raised his head and looked at him, in that gaze, there was guilt, distress, and too many indescribable complexities, but Yan Chong's heart sank into the bottomless ice pool in an instant.

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