Han Cong was silent, Han Lu's tears suddenly flowed down in strings, he stood five steps away from Han Cong, and couldn't help crying again, "You tell me, are you my father?"

Su Xiaojiu was a little moved, such a young child, at first glance, heard that she was not her own, what a heavy blow it was, she was afraid that Han Lu would drill the horns, and couldn't help but want to open her mouth to comfort, and saw that Han Cong had already beckoned to Han Lu and said, "Xiaolu, come here." ”

His face was as gentle as ever, but Han Lu's steps were heavy, and every step was extremely difficult.

Finally, he walked in front of his father, and the father and son looked at each other silently, but there seemed to be a thousand words in their eyes.

Not only Su Xiaojiu, but even Xiao Jing couldn't help but look away.

"You stinky boy snacks mine, drink my old man's hard work to pull you up, do you say I'm not your father, do you say yes or not"

With the sound of "pop pop", Han Cong's hand was like electricity, and he grabbed Han Lu and pressed it on his leg, and the iron sand palm pile driver pumped towards his buttocks, which didn't have much meat, Han Lu was beaten and squeaked, "Daddy, I'm wrong, you're my father, my father is my father's help."

"Stinky boy with no conscience, I haven't been beaten for a long time, and my skin is itchy, are you still asking such stupid questions?"

Smack

"Don't ask La, Dad, I won't ask La, Sister Xiaojiu, save me"

Su Xiaojiu's originally moved tears were about to fall, and he was suddenly choked back by the operation of the father and son, good guy, I was sad and lonely.

Although Han Lu grinned when he was beaten, the tears in his eyes turned into full happiness, his father is still the father he is familiar with, it doesn't matter if he is biological or not, who he remembers, who is his father

Xiao Jing digested the information just now in his heart.

Han Cong has been in Dayuan for eighteen years, and he will be nineteen years old after the New Year.

If it is a coincidence, it is too much of a coincidence.

Looking back on these years, he was an orphan, but he was trusted by the emperor's side, and even surpassed Lu Cheng to become the commander of the guards, as well as the emperor's unique love and tolerance for him, just like the kind of care that an elder has for his juniors, sometimes, he would even look deep in thought, his eyes were long and long, and in his eyes, there was obscurity and melancholy that he couldn't understand

In the past, he was always puzzled, thinking that it was his own delusion, but now that he thinks about it, it is also because his appearance is very similar to his old friend

Han Lu was beaten fat, covered his ass and left satisfied.

Han Cong looked at his distant back for a long time before sighing.

Only then did Su Xiaojiu understand his good intentions, he wanted to tell Han Lu in this way that no matter when and where, they would always be father and son, and they would not change because of any factors.

"Xiao's parents once told me that I was an abandoned baby they picked up on the side of the road, and if I was Moxie's child, then I should have been buried in the fire with her, and how could I be abandoned on the side of the road?"

Su Xiaojiu listened from the sidelines, and secretly analyzed in his heart, this matter is nothing more than two possibilities, one is that all this is a coincidence of coincidences, Xiao Jing is indeed just a nameless abandoned baby in Dayuan, and has nothing to do with Emperor Shao; Second, Xiao Jing is the child of Emperor Shao, but for some reason, he was adopted by the Xiao family.

The first is easy to say, at most, everyone is happy, but if it is the second one

She couldn't help but hold her cheeks, but who could find Mossy's place to live and save a baby in the fire

If it was saved, why did it throw it on the side of the road again

No matter how you think about it, it doesn't seem reasonable.

Or is it that the Xiao family couple is actually lying, they are not Xiao Jing who they picked up on the side of the road at all

But it's not right, the Xiao family has nothing to do with this matter, how could they go to another courtyard to take Xiao Jing away

God, there are no more brain cells at all

Hearing Xiao Jing's words, Han Cong knelt forward a few steps, and said eagerly, "Your Highness, but just by your appearance, you dare to be absolutely sure, you are the blood of the master, and the arson case back then cannot be hidden, please give His Highness some time to the humble position, and the humble position will definitely find out the matter."

Xiao Jing's face was unwavering, and he only said lightly, "If it was really so simple, you wouldn't have stayed in Dayuan for eighteen years." ”

Han Cong's face turned red, and when he heard this, he lowered his head in shame and said, "It's despicable and incompetent."

Su Xiaojiu looked at Xiao Jing with some disapproval, it was a little too hurtful to speak like this, even if Han Cong had been too pessimistic for many years, but he had also lost his best eighteen years, who could compensate for this sacrifice

So she couldn't help but say, "This matter is not trivial, it is really difficult to verify with Uncle Han alone, but if there are clues at the beginning, he will not despair." ”

Han Cong thanked her for speaking for herself, and felt guilty, in fact, when Shao Sizong returned to Nanxia, he had asked him to stay in Dayuan to protect Moxi's mother and son, but he was not worried that his master would go back alone, and he felt that Moqian had Yuan and Emperor to take care of him, and there would be no mistakes, so he insisted on leaving with his master.

Whoever wants this to happen.

From beginning to end, the master was silently carrying the pain of his heart, and he never even complained about him for half a word, but the more this happened, the more he couldn't forgive himself, which was one of the reasons why he was shameless and returned to Nanxia later.

Xiao Jing listened calmly to him after talking about the past, and was silent for a while before he spoke, "Even if what you said is true, it can't prove that I am that child."

In fact, if you want to check, there are still clues to be found, as long as you ask the Xiao family's parents where they picked him up at that time, and then go to the old place to inquire, maybe there is still a glimmer of hope.

But such a slim hope made Xiao Jing reluctant to explore.

I'm afraid that after hope, there will be endless disappointment.

Su Xiaojiu saw his hesitation, and said softly, "Actually, I think you should check it, anyway, there is already a possibility for your life experience, even if it is not satisfactory in the end, but you have tried." ”

And, what if

Not for the identity of the prince of Southern Xia, nor for the monstrous wealth, just for the rest of his life.

There is a place to come from in life and a way to return to death, she doesn't want Xiao Jing to regret it in the future.

Xiao Jing was silent, Han Cong knelt on the ground, and looked at him eagerly with Su Xiaojiu, for fear that he would spit out no words in his mouth.

Fortunately, in the end, he nodded and said, "I will send a message out immediately and send someone to verify what happened back then." ”

He has a lot of spies under him, and it is cheaper than Han Cong to find out, about his origin, he didn't want to check it in person, but he always felt that since his biological parents chose to abandon him, there must be a full reason, even if he found it, in addition to adding embarrassment to each other, what could he do

But if it is forced to separate flesh and blood, then it is a different matter.

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