When Wang Mo heard this, he looked at Ning Wuji inquiringly.

Ning Wuji nodded, "Go ahead, come back and find me the next game of chess after talking, there is no one in Feiyan Pavilion who can play, a bunch of waste." ”

Wang Mo sweated from the corners of his forehead, if nothing else, he was also one of the wastes.

He arched his hand towards Ning Wuji before turning around and going out with Xin Nianyan to the council hall on the side.

As soon as he pushed open the door, Han Feng was burying his head in the housekeeping inside, and when he saw her, he got up to salute, but was stopped by Xin Nianyan waving his hand.

"The good things of the Guogong Mansion and the Wuhou Mansion are approaching, are all the preparations that should be prepared?"

"It's ready." Cold Wind nodded.

He got up and walked over, standing beside Xin Nianyan, and the two looked at Wang Mo together.

Wang Mo, who was watching, didn't know why, but felt the pressure, "Sister, Master, what's wrong?" ”

"Sit down and talk."

The three of them sat down around the table, Wang Mo saw that the two of them had solemn faces, did not ask any more questions, and waited for them to speak.

"Wang Mo, you have always known that you are not the biological child of the Wang family." Xin Nianyan pursed her lips, "In the past two years, haven't you ever thought about finding your biological parents?" ”

Wang Mo was stunned, moved his lips, and did not speak.

Naturally, he was curious about what his biological parents were like, but he was very happy in his time at Beliu Villa.

The people in Feiyan Pavilion are very good to him, and Master is also very good to him.

He was afraid that if he found his biological parents, he would have to leave Feiyan Pavilion.

He was reluctant, reluctant to say goodbye to Willow Villa, reluctant to be reluctant, reluctant to be reluctant, and reluctant to ...... his sister.

"Is my sister going to drive me away?"

He lowered his eyes and asked in a low voice.

Xin Nianyan frowned subconsciously, she naturally didn't mean that.

But what is going to happen next is exactly that.

"Wang Mo, do you know why I didn't let you join the Flying Smoke Pavilion?"

Xin Nianyan did not answer him this question directly, but threw out another question.

"I don't know, my sister won't let me enter the Feiyan Pavilion, so I'm always worried that my sister will drive me away one day."

Wang Mo raised his eyes to look at her, and then looked at the silent cold wind.

"You have suffered from snacks, and you can best understand the hardships of the people of Li, if there is a chance for you to benefit the people of Limin, will you do it."

Xin Nianyan said, stretching out his hand towards the cold wind.

The cold wind handed over a scroll of paintings.

"Wang Mo, many people can do the things of Feiyan Pavilion, but there are some things that only you can do."

"Your identity is very special, you shouldn't and can't always succumb to this."

She unfolded the picture scroll, on which was a handsome man, with broad eyebrows and eyes, and a straight nose, which was almost carved out of the same mold as Wang Mo.

"This is your uncle, Wu Zhaoyue."

Wang Mo looked at the painting in amazement, he had been sorting out information in Feiyan Pavilion all the year round, he was very clear about the situation of the Wuhou family.

The married daughter of the Wuhou family is the only one in the palace...... Wu Guifei.

"Sister ......" couldn't accept such a change, and for him, it was like turning the world upside down, completely turning his world upside down.

"Your original name is Qin Yu, and you are the lost child of Concubine Wu Guifei."

Xin Nianyan pushed the scroll in front of him, "You are not an ordinary person, you are the seventh son of the emperor today." ”

Wang Mo's heart was shocked, his thoughts were chaotic, and it took a long time for him to ask a word.

"My sister brought me back because she knew my identity early in the morning?"

Xin Nianyan was stunned, frowning and shaking his head.

"When you followed me at that time, I just felt a little pity and wanted to take you to a better environment."

"Later, I saw your uncle at an official banquet, and he was very similar to you, so I guessed it."

This child is very affectionate, and she must not let him feel that she is only bringing people back to use him.

Although it was true at the beginning, after two years of getting along, I already had feelings.

"After verification, it was found that you are indeed the emperor's seventh prince."

"At that time, the Flying Smoke Pavilion had just begun to be formed, so I simply let you continue to follow the cold wind."

"It's better to learn some kung fu to defend yourself, so as not to be swallowed alive by the cannibalistic palace."

Wang Mo recalled that time, indeed, if he knew that he was the emperor's child at that time, he was afraid that he would be scared to death.

He has today's heart, all thanks to the cultivation of his master and sister.

"My sister wants me to enter the palace and recognize my ancestors and return to my ancestors?"

He was silent for a moment, already reining in his mixed emotions.

Xin Nianyan nodded, "The royal blood should not be left outside, you should return to your own life trajectory." ”

"Can I help my sister?" Wang Mo asked again.

Xin Nianyan didn't know what kind of education this child had experienced in the past two years, and the questions asked made her dare not face it directly.

After all, he nodded.

"Yes, you can help many, many people in the world."

As long as Qin Yan's bastard thing is not allowed to succeed to the throne, Li Min Cangsheng doesn't know how much he will suffer.

"Okay, listen to my sister."

Wang Mo smiled obediently.

As long as he can help his sister, he is willing to do anything!

Xin Nianyan sighed softly in his heart and reached out to caress the top of his head.

In the past two years, the child has grown a lot taller, and his contours have also grown, which is very similar to Wu Zhaoyue's eyebrows and eyes.

Later, he resumed his status as a prince, and I am afraid that he will never be able to touch him so intimately again.

"Are you done talking?" Ning Wuji's voice came from the door.

He yawned as he hugged the chessboard, looking bored.

"Here we are." Xin Nianyan raised his voice in response to him.

"Hanfeng, you can explain the details to him again, and I will accompany Mr. Ning to play chess."

Cold Wind nodded, "Okay." ”

Xin Nianyan got up and walked out of the conference hall and walked to the classroom on the side.

Ning Wuji's chess game is getting better and better, and in half an afternoon, the two played twice, one win and one loss.

It wasn't until the sun turned west that Xin Nianyan left the cabinet.

In the conference hall, Wang Mo stood by the window, quietly watching her leaving, with complicated emotions in his eyes.

He seemed to always watch her leave like this, stepping on the summer sunset, step by step.

Wang Mo felt very hard in his heart, this time was different from the past, he had a feeling that his sister was leaving his world little by little.

He raised his hand to the window lattice and tightened his strength.

Sister, knowing that the palace cannibalism, why did she still send him there.

He didn't want to go anywhere, he just wanted to stay with her, he just wanted to stay in Beliu Villa.

But...... As long as he can help her, he is willing to do anything.

Cold Wind walked up to him, raised his hand and landed on his shoulder and patted him, silently comforting.

……

Three days later.

The wedding of the young lady of the Guogong Mansion and the little marquis of the Wuhou Mansion, the scene is very vast, ten miles of red makeup, and the whole city is amazed.

Xin Nianyan followed the family in the send-off team, full of joy, and sincerely happy for Chen Jinyan.

The guard of honor is in front, the eight sedan chairs are behind, and the long dowry procession seems to be out of sight, walking mightily on the official road.

Xin Nianyan held her chin and looked at the groom with the tall head from afar, getting up too early in the morning, causing her to be very sleepy, and she was a little trance unconsciously.

In the chaos, she actually regarded the young marquis Wu on the horse as Qin Han.

The handsome groom was dressed in red, turned his head suddenly, and looked at her with a smile in his eyebrows.

Xin Nianyan was stunned for a moment, quickly shook his head, and reached out to pat his cheek.

"What's wrong with the smoke?"

Chen Jinge cast a puzzled gaze.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just a little sleepy." Xin Nianyan's face was suddenly dyed a little red, as if she had photographed it.

"Good work." Chen Jinge grabbed her shoulder and patted her.