The air is filled with the smell of high-grade fragrance. Dongfang Shiming found a brazier and lit it, and the room quickly warmed up.

The two of them sat down on a futon. The wind outside the door gently beat the edge of the door, and the window paper made a "whirring" tremble.

Dongfang Shiming sorted out his thoughts. As far as he knew now, he quickly told the story:

"My father, perhaps only nominally rather than by blood, once forced my mother to death."

The origin of the matter is still shrouded in the fog. At the moment, I only know that Dongfang Shiming's mother, who is also the original wife of the head of the Dongfang family, was once violated by an unknown person - that is, Dongfang Shiming's biological father by blood, in an accident, and left his life as a result of this tragedy.

Hu was the chief of guard of the Lady of the East at the time. And after that accident, for the sake of the reputation of the Dongfang family and the fate of the future wife, Hu Wei and the few witnesses at that time made the most wrong decision. That is to hide this matter gently. They used to think that maybe by doing so, the accident would be just an accident, and it would pass quietly over time and be forgotten by everyone.

However, no one could have imagined. A one-night accident led to unpredictable consequences.

Mrs. Dongfang is unfortunately pregnant. It seems to be a merciless joke from above. However, at that time, she was desperate and forced to conceal it, and Hu Wei, who had several people, could only continue to round out this lie. At that time, the Dongfang family, including the head of the Dongfang family, thought that the Dongfang family was going to add another heir. In this way, tragedy is wrapped under the cloak of happy events, quietly peeling off the cocoon.

The birth of Oriental Poetry is unusually calm. As the second son of the head of the Oriental family, as soon as he was born, he naturally enjoyed the infinite favor of the Oriental family.

But, as he, as a scourge under lies, everything he had for a short time will be repaid in the future.

The quiet time only lasted until the third year of Oriental Shiming.

Though the language hides, despite the efforts to conceal it. However, the appearance as a testimony of blood, no matter what, will expose everything.

Dongfang Shiming inherited some of the appearance of his mother's bloodline and gave him the protection of his weakness. However, as he grew up, the blood that was not native made his appearance more and more eye-catching.

Paper can't hold the fire. The hidden danger based on gossip gradually inflated like a balloon, and finally made the Oriental family head suspicious, and it broke out mercilessly on that day.

As the head of the Dongfang family, the head of the family could never bear such a reality that insulted the family's reputation. Also in a snowy winter, under the severe cold on all sides, he invited a group of famous doctors and doctors to summon his most beloved youngest son.

That complicated and long-term family inspection seemed to freeze the entire Oriental family. It was also the young and ignorant Dongfang Shiming, who felt the longest period of suffering.

As a result, nature shattered everything.

Mrs. Dongfang was ashamed of her husband, and in the face of the condemnation and abuse of the whole family, she was powerless to accept all this.

The whole Oriental House was like a monstrous flood at that time. All justifications are useless, and small facts, fermented by desperate public opinion, are frantically devoured.

Also at the last minute. Mrs. Dongfang finally found Hu Wei and asked for the last part of her life.

Then, in the darkness of the night. Mrs. Dongfang hid in the firewood room of the Dongfang family, and chose to hang herself from a beam there, ending her life in a hurry.

"Uncle Hu took care of me for five years." Dongfang Shiming's eyes wandered, "Actually, to me, Shigu Ferry may be more like my home than the Dongfang family." ”

Fu Yunge nodded: "Uncle Hu." Alas, this incident is really a complete pity. ”

After Dongfang Shiming followed Hu Wei to settle in Shigu Ferry, he had a friend of Fu Yunge for many years. Therefore, Fu Yunge also had a little impression of Hu Wei, he thought it was Dongfang Shiming's grandfather.

Dongfang Shiming faced the solemn statue of the god and smiled bitterly: "Everything is history." None of them are wrong, and what I'm doing now, as an outsider from the Oriental family through and through, is not to make amends, perhaps...... Just for peace of mind. ”

Fu Yunge rarely saw this kind of look from his friends. After learning about these things, he couldn't help but feel sad. It seems that there is really no need to envy Dongfang Shiming's family background.

"My father's last hope is to want the truth of the past." Dongfang Shiming sighed again, "After so many years, he has already thought about it." After all, his surname is Dongfang, and that's the only thing I can do for him - for myself, of course. ”

"That's one of the reasons he summoned you home?" Fu Yunge asked.

Dongfang Shiming did not shy away from it: "Maybe." He said he felt guilty about me. Since I have been accepted again, I should always give something in return to this family. ”

"Well......" Fu Yunge was speechless, silently saying yes.

The cold wind drifted in through the cracks in the door. The two of them put their hands on top of the charcoal fire, warming their bodies and minds a little.

After a while, Dongfang Shiming seemed to have decided, stood up in a firm tone and said, "In a few days, I will go to Xiangfengguan again." There must be everything I wanted there. ”

"Do you need me to come with you?" Fu Yunge also stood up. The fluff on the clothes rubbed against the cheeks, faintly warm.

Dongfang Shiming smiled and shook his head: "No." I'll bother you to help take care of my father at home, and by the way, I will say a few kind words in front of my little sister. ”

…………

Poinsettia followed the road and found the Oriental family. The distance from the Eaves Snow Smoke Garden was quite far, and he had been around all over the place, and it was already a few days later when he arrived.

The gloomy sky was still gloomy. Or maybe everyone is used to it, but the snow is no longer drifting, and the air is still frozen and hard.

After reporting to the gatehouse, Poinsettia Plum quickly found Fu Yunge, and the master and apprentice met for a long time in Zhenxiang Pavilion.

"I don't see Oriental poetry. Where did he go? Poinsettia asked.

"He just left for Xiangfeng Temple yesterday to investigate some things." Fu Yunge poured tea for the master.

"Oh. That's a bit of a misfortune. ”

Poinsettia Mei took the tea indifferently. Lifting the porcelain lid and gently scratching the floating mist twice, the fragrance immediately dispersed. After thinking about it, he raised his eyebrows again and said, "If there is anything he needs from there, I can also send someone to help." ”

Fu Yunge sat down next to the master: "Okay, when he comes back, I will tell him...... Wait, Master, ...... send someone? ”

Poinsettia Mei remained silent, and Fu Yunge immediately turned his head and asked, "Master, are you in a hurry?" If not, it would be better to stay a few more days before leaving. ”