Time passed minute by minute, and Li Han stood motionless in front of King Li's mansion. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In the huge Liwang Mansion, there was no light, no sound, and there was a dead silence, like a ghost domain.

The plaque is still the same, but it has been tilted and broken, and it has not been taken away by anyone after being exposed to the traces of wind and frost and rain.

Li Han thought silently.

It wasn't until a gust of night wind blew that Li Han suddenly realized. When he raised his head, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he made a decision in an instant. The body was longitudinal, and the whole person was like a big bird, and it flew into King Li's mansion lightly.

If King Li's mansion is still brightly lit and people come and go, maybe he won't come in.

But now that he is deserted and uninhabited, he has no psychological burden.

In doing this, first, to find out what happened to King Li's Mansion, and second, to see where his father used to live.

After entering King Li's Mansion, I felt that it was frighteningly quiet, the courtyards were silent, there was no trace of human habitation in them, and the weeds in some places were growing tall.

It wasn't until he arrived in the backyard that Li Han found a small oil lamp still lit in a dilapidated tiled house in a low courtyard.

This should be the place where the people of King Li's mansion lived in the past, because there are many locust trees planted in the yard, so when the house is too short, the lights are almost invisible, and it is no wonder that Li Han did not notice it outside.

"Well, there are still people?"

Li Han's eyes narrowed slightly, and the body that was originally going to go straight to the main courtyard turned around, floating towards the small courtyard with lights on, his body was as light as nothing, and every time he moved, it was a distance of dozens of zhang.

At his speed, but in the blink of an eye, he reached the front of the small courtyard, his body was short, and after burrowing into the shade of a large locust tree, Li Han hung an upside-down golden hook on his feet, but his head was looking down, and from the window, he looked at the figure in the room.

It was an old man in his last years, trembling and adding oil to the oil lamp, he was hunched on his back, he was not very old next year, but he seemed to be aging decades in advance.

After adding oil, the old man stood up, took a few breaths, and picked up a teapot, as if to boil water.

When he raised his head, he suddenly tilted his head towards the window, and when Li Han saw the old man's face, he couldn't help but tremble, and shouted out in a lost voice: "Steward Yan?"

In the low house, the rickety old man turned out to be the long dead steward Yan.

For a while, Li Han couldn't help but think back to the days when he returned to Xuanjing City, the entire Li Wangfu was closed to him, and there was only one old housekeeper 'Yan Baishan', who came out from time to time to ask him a few words, persuaded him to go back, and secretly took out a few steamed buns for him, but he didn't accept them.

That was the only person in the entire Li Wang's Mansion who made him feel a little warm, and it was precisely because he was too concerned about himself that he was conspired to kill by his second uncle on the grounds of 'suing the old man and returning to his hometown'.

On Yinglong Mountain, he personally held his coffin, climbed Yinglong Mountain, and sought revenge on his second uncle, but why, he was resurrected here?

Not to mention the shock and doubt in Li Han's heart, when he said "Yan Steward" exit, he immediately knew that it was going to be bad, and sure enough, the old man in the house suddenly raised his head and poked his head out of the window: "Who is it, who is there, this is the Li Wangfu, but it is not a place where you can break into the young people! If you want to take the brick and tile of the Li Wangfu, even if you spell out this old bone of my Yan Baishan, you will never agree." ”

Li Han was silent for a moment, and his heart was extremely moved.

It turned out that although the Li family was scattered, there was eventually an old man who has been guarding him to this day.

Maybe everyone else is gone for various reasons, but there is still one person who is still here today, protecting the Li family's belongings that no one cares about, which is both ridiculous and desolate.

After hesitating for a while, finally, Li Han couldn't help but float out gently, fell to the door, looked at the old man quietly for a long time, suddenly leaned over ninety degrees and bowed deeply to the old man: "Steward Yan, it's me!"

"You, you are?"

Steward Yan's eyes were obviously cloudy, and his mind was obviously not so clear.

However, when he saw Li Han's eyes, he suddenly saw that the image of the person in front of him was constantly overlapping with a lonely and thin figure a few years ago, and he pointed at Li Han with trembling fingers: "You...... Are you, little master?"

Even though the person in front of him is already described as generous, like a jade tree standing in the wind, he has long since lost the lonely and thin appearance he had at the beginning, but that kind of style, that kind of stubbornness, and that kind of temperament can never be changed.

Li Han choked up and said, "Uncle Yan, it's me." ”

"It's really you, you're the little master?"

The old man ran out of the room trembling and came to Li Han.

The thin and young boy back then is now a head taller than him, and with his rickety body, it is almost only up to the waist of the bitter cold. But it didn't stop him from being surprised and excited.

"That's right, you, you're really a little master, you, you're finally back...... The old slave has been waiting for you for a long time, a long time, and I thought that I would never be able to wait again!"

He trembled and stretched out his hand to touch Li Han's cheek, but Li Han was already too tall than him, and he stretched for a long time, but he couldn't reach it.

When Li Han saw this, he couldn't help but feel sour in his heart, and he was even more mixed.

Although he had a lot of questions to ask in his mind, he couldn't ask them at this time. Just silently squatted down, raised his head, and let the old man's rough and dry palm caress his cheeks, although he was old and hard, it was so warm.

It is the warmth that he has never experienced in the past ten years.

"It's really you, the little young master has grown taller and stronger, good, good!"

The old man's lips twitched, and he was speechless with excitement. After a long time, he reacted and hurriedly invited Li Han into the house: "Please come in and sit, young master, are you thirsty?" The old slave will go and pour water for you. ”

Li Han grabbed him, pressed him respectfully on a Taishi chair, lowered his head and said solemnly: "Uncle Yan, Li Han is not thirsty." Are you sleepy, if not, can you tell me how you have survived all these years?"

"Huh?"

The old man's strength was no longer as strong as Li Han's, and although Li Han's hand was light, he couldn't move his body. After struggling for a long time, he finally stopped moving, and when he heard Li Han's question, his eyes suddenly lifted, like a sharp sword, and then he looked out the window in a daze, and muttered, "How did you survive?"

"Okay, good, I can see the young master. The old slave has lived in vain in this life, and he is finally worthy of the cultivation of the old prince. Now that the young master is back, and he asks again, the old slave will tell the young master!"

His cloudy eyes showed the look of reminiscing about the past, and he slowly told a secret.