"Come back to the capital with me."

Hearing his words, Liu Qingyun suddenly remembered that Uncle Liu said before he fell ill that he would take her to the capital to find her powerful father.

If I follow him back to Beijing, won't I be able to take the opportunity to check his own background?

She seemed to remember something again, and went out of the hut, got a shovel at the door, and dug something under a peach tree.

Han Mo followed her, confused by her behavior.

"Knock knock."

Han Mo and the others looked in the direction of the sound and saw a box buried in the soil, and the two immediately went to help her dig out the box.

"What's in such a big box?" Mo Bei asked curiously.

Han Mo pulled him, "Don't look at it, don't move it." ”

Han Mo's behavior Liu Qingyun saw it in her eyes, and before the two of them could walk away, she opened the box, and inside the box, there was a box and a package.

She looked at the package, her eyes were confused, and she thought of what Uncle Liu said to her half a year ago.

"Yun'er, it won't be long before Uncle Liu can take you back to the capital to meet your father. You're about to be in time, and this kind of big thing must have your father! ”

"Father," she was already unfamiliar with the word, "wasn't I abandoned by my father?" Will he recognize me as a daughter? ”

"Silly girl, your father must love you, but for some reason, he can't help himself."

"When you see your father, take out the five letters in this package, one of which is addressed to him by the young lady. And then this bracelet, it is Ling Zun's promise to the young lady, there is only such a string in the whole world, he will recognize you when he sees this. ”

...

Things are still the same, people are no longer there, and a string of tears crossed the corner of her eye again.

Looking at the fruitful peach tree in front of her, she suddenly remembered the poem, and opened her mouth to recite it: "Last year, in this door today, the peach blossoms on the human face were red. The face of the person does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze..."

"What a poem!" Mo Bei exclaimed.

"Nicely so, you wrote it?" Han Mo asked.

"No, it was written by a poet named Cui Hu, and I just recited it for him."

"That's right..."

"Things are people, look at the point, the road still has to move forward. I want to ask again, are you going to go to the capital with me? ”

"No," she paused, "am I going to stay here and die?" Anyway, if I go there, do you have food and lodging? ”

"Of course, this prince can't afford to raise a little girl? As long as you come, eat and wrap up, how about it? ”

"Well, then, the little woman is curious, what is the benefit of His Highness doing this? You won't ask me to make a promise, will you? She stared at him and asked word by word.

"Congyin, this girl still has a bit of a brain." Mo Bei secretly admired.

"Yes, there is no free lunch in the world, and there is a natural reason why this prince took you back to Beijing." He looked at Liu Qingyun and said.

"Sure enough." She thought to herself.

"The Northern Wei Dynasty wants to kill you, saying that your identity is not simple, or there is something that makes the Northern Wei Dynasty jealous. If this prince finds such a thing, you can borrow it from this prince to see, or use it. If not, I consider myself unlucky. What do you think of this deal? ”

"Done." Liu Qingyun nodded, "Anyway, I don't know if I have anything that can make the Northern Wei Dynasty jealous." ”

"Okay, take your things, tonight we will spend the night in the governor's mansion, and we will leave early in the morning on a cloudy day."