Two simple words, as soon as the mountain wind blows, it disperses.

Gently, leaving no traces.

But when it fell on Lin Fan's ears, it was very heavy.

Heavy as Mount Tai.

Pressed on the heart, very real, and very down-to-earth.

This reality brought him ease.

In so many years of doubtful life, it is true that there are many joys, but he himself knows that there is an empty hole in his heart.

It's like standing on a floor tile that has fallen into disrepair, and it's a foot of water in a flash.

Today, he met his biological mother, confirmed his life experience, and got a response from the girl he liked......

This floor tile is leveled.

Even though there were still countless difficulties and obstacles ahead, he stood firmly.

Lin Fan stepped forward and walked to Qin Luan's side, wanting to say something more, but he didn't know what to say.

The bosses in Beijing thought he was annoying, and he talked one after another.

Until this moment, Lin Fan thought that he was poor in words, stupid in mouth, and a clumsy hairy boy.

What is this called?

Human.

Thinking about it like this, the smile became more and more irrepressible, overflowing from the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

That's good, too.

Words are poor, so they use such a smile to express their joy to each other.

He was really happy.

Happy Aluan also likes him, and she is willing to work with him to choose him as a phoenix branch.

Qin Luan read a lot in Lin Fan's smile.

How similar are those changes from heartbeat, to hesitation, to down-to-earth?

The wind, one gust louder than one gust.

The edge of the cliff is no longer suitable for talking.

Qin Luan led Lin Fan back to the view, and wanted to say something about his state of mind, but suddenly realized that it was not too early.

"It's time to go back, right?" Qin Luan asked.

Lin Fan was stunned for a moment, estimated the time, and said regretfully: "Yes, I have to go down the mountain." ”

Rao is his feet are fast, from here down the mountain, it will take more than an hour, and then ride back to the palace, when he arrives, it should be nearly three watches.

Qin Luan said: "Let's go and see Mrs. Shi again." ”

Lin Fan asked, "What about you?" Do you want to go down the mountain and go back to Beijing? ”

"I'll go down the mountain tomorrow," Qin Luan said, "I hope that before I leave tomorrow, Mrs. Shi can wake up for a while." ”

Lin Fan responded.

Mrs. Jingning still slept soundly, which made Lin Fan feel a lot more at ease.

He came out of the house without further delay.

Qin Luan sent him to Guanwai.

Lin Fan said: "When I return to Beijing, I will go to you." ”

Qin Luan nodded.

The two sides gaze, and there will be a parting.

The wind is strong, the mountain road is also winding, and the forest walks quickly and steadily.

Suddenly, there is oneself.

Only then did she respond, but she couldn't stay a little longer, even if she didn't say anything, it was better to be around than to be far apart.

There's no way around it, that's the only way.

Then take advantage of these days to sort out your thoughts, and wait for him to return to Beijing, and then talk to her.

At that time, I shouldn't have run out of words.

There are almost no people in this section of the mountain road, and it is only after going straight down to the mountain gate that there are more.

Lin Fan led the horse from Xiema, arrived at the foot of the mountain, and hurried to the palace.

It was getting dark.

As he thought, when he returned to the vicinity of the palace, it was nearly three watches.

Handing over the horses to the glaive, Lin Fan changed his coat, went to the outside of the palace, and quickly climbed over the wall.

Relying on the dark and starless night and outstanding physical skills, the gods returned to their lodgings without realizing it.

Fang Tian was waiting.

Lin Fan returned to the inside, cleaned the water in the basin, and asked, "Nothing went wrong, right?" ”

"They all rested, only the national teacher sent people to look for you during the day, and the little one said that you were resting, and the people went back and didn't come again." Fang Tiandao.

Lin Fan's head.

Fuling into the imperial mausoleum, the rules are many and heavy, all the way to the palace, each tired enough, resting is ordinary.

As for the national teacher, he was as suspicious as ever, and he had a bad stomach.

Regardless of whether Lin Fan was resting in the house or walking in the palace, Deng Guoshi felt that he was not well-intentioned.

Sure enough.

After dawn the next day, the coffin entered the mausoleum.

Before the agenda began, Deng Guoshi couldn't stop looking at Lin Fan.

He noticed that Lin Fan was coughing.

The cough is not terrible, and it comes twice from time to time, which is quite eye-catching when it is so serious.

Deng Guoshi walked over and said, "Grandpa Guo is unwell? ”

"Xu is suffering from some wind and cold," Lin Fan coughed dryly twice, "My throat is not very comfortable, yes, the national teacher sent people to look for me yesterday, what is the situation?" ”

Deng Guoshi didn't smile and said: "Yesterday, I thought, since I came to the imperial mausoleum, as a close minister of the emperor, I should give the first emperor and other nobles a sacrifice sweep, and the poor Dao wanted to invite the grandfather of the country to join me, but I didn't think about it, I didn't see you." ”

"After sleeping for a day, there is no shortage of people, just cough," Lin Fan pointed to his throat, "The proposal of the national teacher is also very important, and when His Royal Highness is done, I will go with the national teacher to worship the first emperor." ”

Deng Guoshi bowed his head.

Although Lin Fan is young, practicing martial arts and strengthening his body, even if he has some minor illnesses, he will not be a little sick, but Deng Guoshi does not believe his words in his heart.

I didn't go out of the house all day, and perhaps, Lin Fan was not in the house at all.

But where can he go?

In a day, he can walk a long way barefoot, let alone Lin Fan's ability to ride a horse.

Fortunately for Deng Guoshi, no matter how fast the horse is, it is not enough for Lin Fan to travel back and forth to the capital, he doesn't have to worry about Lin Fan quietly returning to Beijing, taking advantage of his absence, to lead people in the capital to make trouble.

The agenda is long, all of them are over, and it is almost noon.

Lin Fan took the initiative to find Deng Guoshi: "I'm going back tomorrow, it's better to go and worship the emperor now." ”

Deng Guoshi should be followed.

There is no shortage of things to worship in the palace.

Lin Fan stood in front of the spirit of the first emperor, sprinkled and swept, worshipped, and knelt on the ground to perform a big salute according to the rules.

He silently said in his heart that his grandfather had left an edict, and he was determined to do his best to follow it.

After the establishment of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the first emperor moved his ancestors and his wife who died early to here, and Lin Fan and Deng Guoshi sacrificed together.

In the end, they stood in front of Zhao Lin's tomb.

The crown prince of the first emperor, and the king of Wu who was posthumously crowned after the emperor ascended the throne.

Lin Fan looked at his biological father's tombstone, held incense and stood and saluted.

Deng Guoshi stood aside and looked at Lin Fan quietly.

Of course he knew that Lin Fan was most likely Zhao Lin's son.

Raising Zhao Lin's flesh and blood in front of him, this is what Lin Xuanhui does.

In the past, only the queen mother thought so, and the emperor didn't think so, but in the past two years, the emperor has become more and more suspicious.

Doubt Lin Fan's is, doubt how much Lin Fan knows......

At this moment, looking at Lin Fan's expression, Deng Guoshi frowned, he couldn't see the clues.

As a minister, Lin Fan can't fault the number of courtesies he does to the prince, and it is very natural.

This made Deng Guoshi puzzled, if Lin Fan knew that it was his biological father buried in front of him, could he be so unfazed?

In fact, Lin Fan did.

No matter how turbulent his heart was, on the surface, he didn't show the slightest emotion.

After a few thorough courtesies, Lin Fan said lightly: "It's time to go back." ”

Deng Guoshi nodded thoughtfully, and walked out with the dust in his arms.

Lin Fan was two steps behind.

Didn't turn around and take another look.

He knew that on this worship, he had fooled Deng Guoshi.