It's all over the place, but it's not crying yet. Fan Xian's face was a little sunken, half leaning against the car window, looking out the window at the mountain road and the well-protected green hills and wild forests on the outskirts of Beijing, and was silent for a long time.

The horse-drawn carriage of the black sè drove diagonally onto the official road along the straight but undulating stone road, out of the realm of Chen Yuan. However, Fan Xian's expression did not relax. The officials of the Supervision Yuan around them looked at the still handsome but extremely indifferent face by the window, and they all felt a little inexplicable chill in their hearts, they didn't know what happened in Chen Yuan, what the old dean and Lord Tisi said, why did Lord Tisi's expression be so strict today.

The carriage drove silently towards the capital on the official road, and along the way, they met the people who entered the city or the young men and girls of the official gentry who had returned from the trip, and these black carriages were like silent jǐng lanterns, and all the people saw them and hurriedly stepped aside to make way for these black carriages.

The common people are naturally respectful to the officials and lords, and those young magnates who are not afraid of the sky and the earth are aware of the identity and power represented by these black carriages. There are many dignitaries in Kyoto, and of course they know that Lord Xiao Fan has rushed back to Kyoto from Dongyi City last night.

In this world now, no one dares to offend Fan Xian, even these extremely arrogant young magnates who have been trained by hormones, in front of these black carriages, they still only have the ability to concentrate and dare not say a word - Xiao Fan is notoriously ruthless and arrogant, he doesn't care which lady is behind these teenagers, He Jiaguo - four or five years ago, outside the Baoyue Building, Fan Xian broke the legs of more than a dozen little rabbit cubs alone, and this story has already shocked the hearts of all other little rabbit cubs.

Fan Xian didn't notice the movement on the official road, nor did he look at the teenagers who were cowering and stopping their horses, just looked at the scenery next to the official road in silence, and his mood was extremely heavy. In previous years, he guessed just guessed, and when he thought about it, the elders had never said anything to him, so he could also temporarily assume that he didn't know this, and was just preparing in secret, just as a subconscious behavior, rather than starting from the heart and tossing for a clear purpose.

But now that Yiqiē has been clearly placed in front of him, he must face the story of the year head-on and make his own choice.

At this time, the carriage of the black sè has reached a certain fork in the official road, not far in front of the majestic castle outline of Kyoto, and a quiet road on the left, under the shade of the green bamboo forest, where to go?

"To the left. ”

Fan Xian, who was leaning against the window, squinted his eyes slightly, and commanded softly. Mu Feng'er glanced at the adult, didn't dare to say anything, gestured, and the three black carriages quickly turned left into the green bamboo forest and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Walking a short distance to this road, the green bamboo gradually thinned, you can see the green jade on the side of the road that the Honghe River water, the river flows slowly, the speed is very slow, if you don't look at it carefully, I'm afraid that this is a lake.

It is the Liujing River that passes through the city, goes around the city, and finally goes west to Cangshan. The river condenses fat powder somewhere upstream, gathers colorful lights on the boat, and concentrates half of Kyoto's love sè prosperity, even if Fan Xian's Baoyue Tower rises suddenly, it still does not completely take away the taste of this river.

When the Liujing River reaches the outskirts of Beijing, it has been much quieter and quieter when I come to this bamboo forest and green trees, especially the house on the small peninsula on the other side of the river, which has a fresh and elegant smell in this chūn meaning, adding a bit of a sense of relics and dúlì.

Taiping Courtyard, the small courtyard of the hostess of the Ye family, and later the royal courtyard, when the eldest princess rebelled in Kyoto, she once lived here for two days, and only for two days, and then this courtyard returned to silence, as if no one had ever lived here.

Fan Xian got out of the carriage and looked at the courtyard quietly, thinking about the people who had lived in the courtyard, and was a little distracted for a while.

After the Kyoto rebellion was put down, the emperor faintly revealed twice that he wanted to re-give this courtyard to Fan Xian. Fan Xian knew that it was best not to let himself open his mouth about this matter, so he had always treated each other calmly, but he didn't know why, this matter was never implemented in the end.

In the summer of the fifth year of Qingli, after staying in the Fan family grange outside the city for one night, Fan Xian once brought his sister here, kowtowed twice to the Taiping Courtyard, chatted and mourned, but did not go in, because he knew that the emperor had different feelings and timidity for this courtyard.

But Fan Xian later went in, and he and Uncle Wuzhu found the heavy sniper bullet in a secret room in the Taiping Courtyard, and if they were still in it for a long time, the royal guards were not in the eyes of the two of them at all.

Fan Xian's eyes narrowed, and his eyes were filled with the light water vapor on the river, as if he wanted to penetrate the blue-gray wall of the Taiping Courtyard and see through the qiē inside.

There are no graves in it.

This is a fact that Fan Xian has already determined. His father, Fan Jian, once said to him privately that Ye Qingmei's grave was in a secluded place, and it was later pointed out that it was in the Taiping Courtyard, but there was no one in the courtyard. Fan Xian later thought it was in the palace, but there was no one in the palace, only a painting with a woman in a yellow shirt.

Ye Qingmei is naturally no longer in this world, and it doesn't matter where she is buried, but Fan Xian occasionally thinks of a question, is it that the emperor is also a little afraid to face the wisp of soul underground?

Fan Xian sat down by the river, lifted the front of the robe to his knees, put it on very smoothly, and said seriously: "I'm thinking about something here, don't let people disturb me." ”

"Yes, sir. Mu Feng'er and several members of the Qi Nian group bowed their heads at the same time, and with the surrounding escort forces, they dispersed towards the depths of the bamboo forest, until Fan Xian couldn't see them, and they couldn't see the place by the river.

Don't let people bother you, including these subordinates. Mu Feng'er knew Fan Xian's mind very well, but he didn't understand the mood of the adult at the moment. They retreated far away, watching the movement of the road around them, blocking the sound of the wind, and silently guessing in their minds.

The courtyard on the other side of the river was the residence of the hostess of the Ye family back then, which was something that all the old Kyoto people knew, and the hostess of the Ye family was the biological mother of Lord Xiao Fan, which was something that the whole world already knew. Lord Xiao Fan chose to meditate here, and the things he was thinking about were naturally extremely tricky and extremely important.

............ I don't know how long I sat down, but the secluded forest on both sides of the river, the green bamboo and gray courtyards, the still water, moss, and stone floating leaves in the river, and the scenery became a joke.

He stood up, patted the dust behind him, frowned and shook his head, but did not leave immediately, but took two more steps towards the river, lowered his body, and took a handful of cool river water, and splashed it on his face, as if to make the burning heat on his face colder.

At this time, a handkerchief came from the side, as if trying to wipe the water droplets off his face.

Fan Xian was not surprised at all, took the handkerchief, wiped it on his face, and then went into the river and twisted it twice, until it was slightly wet and cold, and then handed it back with a smile, and said, "You are the most afraid of heat, ice your face." ”

Fan Ruoruo, who was dressed in plain white clothes, smiled and took the wet handkerchief from her brother's hand, and carefully wiped her ears and cheeks.

"Why are you here?" Fan Xian turned around and walked up the riverbank, naturally reaching out to hold his sister's hand to prevent her from falling.

Unexpectedly, Fan Ruoruo didn't see his brother's outstretched hand, and he had already walked up. Fan Xian was slightly stunned, and said with a smile: "It seems that Kuhe didn't hide his secrets back then, how long have you been studying, and your body is much better than before." ”

Fan Ruoruo smiled, didn't answer this question, and replied to Fan Xian's previous sentence: "My brother only came back last night, why did he run out again today?" Someone in Kyoto is looking for you in a hurry, and your sister-in-law was born in the palace, and the Fuji family was annoyed by that person and had no choice but to find the hospital. I went to a place to inquire, only to know that brother, you are out of the city, I was about to go to Chen Yuan, but I saw Mu Feng'er at the intersection, and knew that you must be here, so I got out of the car to look for you. ”

Fan Xian came to Chen Yuan today, and the people in the courtyard shouldn't know, but he didn't bother to pay attention to these little things, and asked, "What's the matter, looking for me in such a hurry?"

As they spoke, the brother and sister sat down, as they had been five years ago, across the river.

"It's not a big deal, it's just that I haven't seen my brother for a long time, and I miss you. Fan Ruoruo said with a slight smile, in fact, since that person annoyed Miss Fan's head, it must be an extremely important matter. It's just that this Bingxue smart girl's family found out that Brother Rì would come to the Taiping Courtyard to meditate, then there must be more distress in her heart, and she naturally didn't want to bother him with those things in the officialdom.

Fan Xian thought that there really could be no big deal in the Qingguo officialdom today, so he couldn't help but smile and shook his head, and said: "Since it's not a big deal, it's okay for you to sit with me, I'm a little bored to sit alone." ”

This sitting was half an hour, Fan Xian was thoughtful, so he didn't want to speak, he just felt that having a sister who completely trusted him sitting by his side could indeed make his feelings more stable. And Fan Ruoruo didn't have any other thoughts, she just thought in her heart, as long as she could sit down next to her brother so quietly, it would be good.

After a long time, the sun had already passed through the high tops of the bamboo forest and slowly moved in the direction of the west. The faint light turned into countless mottled shadows, hitting the faces of the brother and sister. Fan Xian's eyes were just flickered by the piece of light, and he couldn't help but rub his eyes and sighed.

Fan Ruoruo's heart moved, and she heard too much distress, resentment, helplessness, necessity and heaviness in this sigh. She bowed her head slightly, thought for a long time, and said, "If there is something in my heart, it may be better to say it." ”

After Fan Xian was silent for a long time, he suddenly spoke: "My biological mother's surname is Ye Mingqingmei. ”

Fan Ruoruo was slightly stunned, raised her eyes to look at him, and thought to herself that in the whole world, she was probably one of the first few people to know this secret, why did her brother have to repeat it at this time. But she knew that Fan Xian would definitely have something to say, so she just hummed softly and didn't express her doubts.

"Back then, I brought you here to worship the river, and I worshipped her for giving me this body so that I could live in this world. Fan Xian said quietly: "Today, I came here to look at it from afar, but I respect what she did back then, and I worship her for leaving too many benefits for my son, and it also brings some different possibilities and more choices to the people in this world." ”

Fan Ruoruo listened quietly on the side.

"In my life, I have never seen her appearance, I have never heard her voice, but I have seen too many traces of her. Fan Xian lowered his head and thought for a moment, then continued: "I went to Dongyi City this time, and I also saw a lot, so her image in my heart is getting clearer and clearer, and I am more and more accustomed to seeing her as my mother. ”

He added a word in his mind, although she didn't seem to be much older than himself.

"If someone harmed her back then, what do you think I, as a son of man, should I do?" Fan Xian's brows furrowed to the extreme, and his eyebrows were gloomy.

Fan Ruoruo suddenly felt a little nervous in her heart, clutched the wet handkerchief in her hand tightly, and said in a trembling voice: "Those people are not ...... Is it all dead? The Queen Mother is already gone now. ”

"The Queen Mother is naturally going to die. Fan Xian didn't tell Sister Sù, the Queen Mother actually died in her own hands, and said with a slight mockery: "But there are still some damned people who didn't die." ”

Fan Ruoruo didn't ask, because she had a strong premonition that she would definitely hear a name that frightened her today.

"I guessed a long time ago that His Majesty was my biological father. Fan Xian said: "It's just that in the first two years, I didn't see him as my father at all, not only him, but it was also very difficult to treat Ye Qingmei as my mother, which had nothing to do with the story of the year, nor did I feel frustrated by being abandoned, this is something that can't be explained." ”

When he came into this world, he already took his soul with him.

However, the relationship between people is always forged by time, which has nothing to do with blood and intimacy. Fan Xian bowed his head and said tiredly: "Just like I have regarded you as a sister since I was a child, I will treat you as the closest person in this life." Time can always change many things, and after spending so much time with His Majesty, I can perceive that he is different from me than his other sons. Especially in the past few years, His Majesty the Emperor has changed too much. ”

He suddenly laughed, and his smile was a little cute: "You say, if it was His Majesty who killed my mother back then, what should I do?"

Fan Ruoruo's heart was shocked, and her hands subconsciously squeezed out the last few drops of river water.