He Zhifei covered his ears and said, "Mother, I don't want to know who my father is, you don't need to say it, I don't want you to feel uncomfortable."

He Yue said, "Zhifei, your father is Shen Luozhi."

He Zhifei looked up at He Yue, He Yue touched He Zhifei's head: "You are so smart, you must have guessed it a long time ago, right?"

He Zhifei let go of his hand, looked at He Yue in amazement, and said, "Then does he know that there is me?"

He Yue shook his head and said, "He doesn't know."

He Zhifei bowed his head and said, "Then I won't like him in the future."

"You can like him." He Yue touched He Zhifei's head: "Although he has a son now, I believe that if you want to recognize him, with his temperament, he should also recognize you."

He Zhifei said, "I don't want my father, I just need my mother, mother, let's move!"

He Yue said: "The medical hall here is familiar, change places, I'm afraid there is no pharmacy that can always provide you with Zhenxin Pill."

He Zhifei whispered, "But I'm afraid that Zhao Yue and Zhao Cheng will come to you for revenge."

He Yue said: "I owe them in the first place, and if I want to take revenge, I just don't have a pair of legs, but I have to beg them, and when I find the thousand-year-old ginseng first, I will take revenge."

He Zhifei was really sleepy, and gradually fell asleep in He Yue's arms when he heard the words.

In the Buddhist hall of the Liang Palace.

Zhao Yue only felt cold and hungry, and the cold wind in the second half of the night howled fiercely, "Mother is really, today is our fifteenth birthday, she punished us for kneeling in the Buddha Hall, and asked me to write a thousand words of repentance."

Zhao Chengfen wrote quickly and said, "You better write quickly."

"Big brother, can you write it for me?"

Zhao Chengdao: "I want to help you write, but my mother can tell at a glance who wrote it, so you should be sincere and apologize and repent."

Zhao Yue smelled the fragrance of flower chicken, and saw Zhao Xingchen come in with a chicken leg in his hand, without the dignity of a royal county lord.

"This Jiangnan chicken is so delicious." Zhao Xingchen took a deep breath and said, "In the middle of the night, such a fragrant big chicken leg came to it, and it was not changed by the gods."

"Good sister, give it to my brother!"

Zhao Yue got up and went to take Zhao Xingchen's chicken legs.

Zhao Xingchen bit the chicken leg and said, "Kneel, otherwise I'll go and tell my mother that you didn't kneel properly."

Zhao Yue saw Zhao Xingchen and said, "You!"

Zhao Xingchen smelled the fragrant chicken leg and said, "What are you? You took other sisters out to set off fireworks, but you avoided my sister-in-law, huh!"

Zhao Yue said, "Next time I take you to play, give my brother a bite to eat!"

Zhao Xingchen was jealous and said, "Find your Zhifei sister to give you food, hum!"

Zhao Xingchen took a bite of the chicken leg and said, "It's so fragrant!"

Zhao Yue said, "You dare to eat chicken legs in the Buddha hall."

Zhao Xingchen nibbled on the chicken leg and said, "You still dare to drink flower wine!"

Zhao Yue: "......"

Zhao Cheng had already written a lot, and Zhao Xingchen leaned in front of Zhao Cheng and looked, "Big brother, why do you write the word Hongshan."

In the second half of the night, Zhao Cheng, who was already in a bit of a struggling, didn't know why he started to write Xu Hongshan by himself, he even tore up what he had just written, and shook his head to make himself sober.

Zhao Yue said, "What are you doing with it? You could have copied it for me."

Zhao Cheng was really sleepy, so he simply knelt down to recuperate.

Lu Wanzhi woke up when she was in the middle of the day, and when she arrived in the Buddhist hall, she saw the two children who were sleeping soundly, and listened to Zhao Cheng's whispering: "Hongshan, Hongshan......"

Lu Wanzhi listened to Zhao Chengzhi's words, full of frowns, if she remembered correctly, then Xu Hongshan's thoughts were all on Zhao Yue.

Lu Wanzhi covered the quilt for her two sons, and when she turned around, she saw Zhao Heng.

Zhao Heng whispered, "You still cover them with quilts?"

"When they freeze out, aren't you and me distressed? Alas, these two will make me right away

We're grandparents, but we're still so willful, and we've learned from you."

Zhao Heng said, "How can you learn from me? I don't dare to drink flower wine at such a young age."

Lu Wanzhi sighed, being a father and mother is much more difficult than being a husband.

Xu Hongshan went to He Mansion early in the morning, but was blocked by He Yue and said, "Hongshan, thank you for being willing to play with my family over the years, and thank you for protecting her, but she is weak and can't play with you like that, don't ...... in the future."

Although Xu Hongshan was very arrogant, she was also sensible: "Well, okay, Aunt He, you let Sister Zhifei take care of her illness."

He Yue smiled and said, "I'm sorry."

Xu Hongshan said: "Aunt He, in fact, Sister Zhifei was really happy last night, and it is about to be spring, so you can take her to have a good time."

After Xu Hongshan finished speaking, she went to Liang Wang's Mansion to find Zhao Yue to play.

She entered the Liang Palace, but she didn't expect to be taken to the Buddha Hall.

Zhao Yue saw Xu Hongshan coming and said, "You came just in time, help, my kneeling knee hurts to death, you can help me write a confession, my mother wants me to write a thousand words, I can't write a thousand words at all."

Xu Hongshan said: "You wrote it yourself, and the princess knew that I wrote it for you, and I didn't have good fruit to eat, Zhao Yue and his brother, you actually wrote so much, your words look good, even better than Zhao Yue's words!"

Zhao Yue's handwriting is actually not bad, after all, his father and mother are good at writing, even if he hasn't practiced much, but it is better than ordinary people's writing.

But Zhao Cheng's handwriting is even better-looking, scolding Fang Xuan, and the pen is a dragon and snake, not at all like a fifteen-year-old boy can have pen power.

Zhao Cheng smelled the smell of osmanthus all night, and suddenly the tip of his nose appeared again, and his face darkened.

Xu Hongshan had already eaten the closed door of the He family, and seeing that Zhao Cheng didn't have a good face, she walked to Zhao Yue's side and said, "You really can't write, just praise your mother more, and your mother may forgive you when she is happy."

Xu Hongshan saw Zhao Yue writing her cousin, "By the way, when I was about to leave yesterday, I heard Zhifei calling your father and uncle, she is really your sister?"

Zhao Yue said, "Well, but I haven't seen her mother before."

Xu Hongshan said, "Did you give her the little golden lock? Just the little golden lock with the word Yue written on it?"

Zhao Cheng looked over and took out the small golden lock around his neck, "But this?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Xu Hongshan looked over, "You have a letter written on it, and she has a Yue character written on it."

Zhao Yue said, "I don't remember when I gave her a small gold lock."

Xu Hongshan said, "No wonder she calls you brother when she sees you."

Zhao Yue really couldn't write it later, and he was able to write a few words to praise Lu Wanzhi, and after Lu Wanzhi received Zhao Yue's remorse, he smiled and said, "I'll spare you for the time being!"

"Mother, why haven't we seen that Aunt Yuyue before, and why did He Zhifei kneel down and beg Daddy to let him go as soon as he saw his father?"

Xu Hongshan also looked at Lu Wanzhi curiously.

Lu Wanzhi said: "Her grandmother is the eldest princess of Gui'an, who rebelled back then, and her mother is the one who killed your Uncle Yi who lost an arm, and also harmed your grandfather who could only rely on a wheelchair......

"What?" Zhao Yue was shocked, "I'll take revenge on her mother!"

Lu Wanzhi said: "Come back, her mother has already died once, and their mother and daughter have also had retribution, knowing that it is not a heart disease now, I am afraid that it will be difficult to live past the age of eighteen."

When Zhao Yue heard that he was eighteen years old, his heart ached, "Mother, I seem to have a heart disease too."

Xu Hongshan said: "Bah, where did you get your heart disease, don't curse yourself, I did hear Zhifei say that she needs a thousand years of ginseng to live to be eighteen years old."