Li Chengqian turned a blind eye to this and opened the envelope casually.

Fan on the side stopped talking, and finally kept silent.

There were no treasures or secrets left in the letter, and most of them talked about some children's things in a gossipy and homely tone.

He only saw some silence in the last few words of the letter.

"Xiao Zhuzhu, you don't understand what I'm saying, you don't know where I'm from. I'm lonely, there's a lot of people in this world, but I'm still lonely."

"I'm lonely."

"My mother is very lonely."

Loneliness, yes, although Li Chengqian has only been in this world for more than two years, he has already experienced this loneliness.

This kind of loneliness is not the companionship of many people around, but a kind of mental and spiritual loneliness.

This is also the main reason why he has been giving him a chance several times, even though he could have asked for Fan Xian's life.

Although their origins are not the same, among all the living beings in the world, only Fan Xian is the one closest to him.

Even if Fan Xian was kept alive as a mascot, he didn't intend to really kill Fan Xian.

With his current strength, this little capricious right still exists.

He glanced at Fan Xian, handed over the letter in his hand, and said, "Your mother left it for you, take a look."

Fan Xian subconsciously took it, only glanced at it twice, and his expression became extremely exciting.

Stunned borrowing?

So that's how he came?

Li Chengqian opened the third floor.

"Hey, if it's Wuzhu. After seeing that letter, you should immediately destroy this box, you still want to continue to read, honestly, who are you? How did you open this box?"

"I guess it's either my daughter or my son. We'll see the following things when you get your life done, remember!"

The note is not long, and the number of words is not much, but unfortunately Ye Qingmei couldn't imagine that someone from another world would really open the things she left behind.

Li Chengqian naturally didn't take this warning to heart, and directly took out the things below.

Looking at the handwriting on it, he shook his head, a good Ye Qingmei, such a solemn matter, he really only left a bottle of abortion pills.

He shouldn't need this thing, and he doesn't need to do any family planning in this era.

"Oh, your mother left you a baby."

Fan Xian held the letter in one hand and took it with the other, and after only one glance, his expression became more and more exciting.

What the hell is that?

After being silent for a long time, he arched his hand and said, "Since His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has got what he wants, I will leave."

He was very complicated right now, and he just wanted to go out and walk alone.

Li Chengqian didn't speak, and countless subtle sword qi swept down when he raised his hand, and in an instant, the letter in Fan Xian's hand was cut into fine pieces.

After all, Fan Xian is a person who has been tempered by Wuzhu for more than ten years, and at the critical moment, he has the ability to respond, avoid those invisible sword qi for the time being, and keep this letter.

However, a terrifying pressure fell on him, so that he did not dare to move at all.

As long as you move, you die.

The hunch is so clear and straightforward.

He looked at Li Chengqian with a shocked gaze.

This kind of pressure seems to be stronger than what Wuzhu brought him.

The crown prince turned out to be a great grandmaster too?

Li Chengqian's expression was indifferent, and he said, "Since I have read this letter, forget it, there are some things that are not suitable for the public, you can go."

Fan Xian left the East Palace in despair and walked on the street, looking in a trance.

He found that the more he knew, the more powerless he became.

But look at the four-wheeled carriages walking on the streets, the glass windows of the rich people's homes on the streets, and the kaleidoscopes and slippery soaps that I have seen in the past......

Every trace reveals the woman

of the breath.

A touch of joy gradually floated in his heart, at least, his mother Ye Qingmei, whom he had never met, had actually been accompanying him.

In the East Palace, Li Chengqian reopened the Barrett back into the box, changed the password again, and locked it.

In this world, only he can open this box from now on.

Thinking of everything that Fang had just seen on the letter left by Ye Qingmei, he was also quite touched.

Ye Qingmei single-handedly helped Emperor Qing ascend to the throne, built Qingyu Hall, and established the Supervision Yuan, so that the country has a strong foundation.

In the end, he ended up with a tragic death.

The babies who replaced Fan Xian were all cut into meat puree with knives, and Ye Qingmei's fate can be imagined.

It's sad and it's sad.

Li Chengqian summoned Izumo and took the Fuxi qin, and a song full of regret was played in his hand.

The notes spread, and half of Kyoto gradually heard the song.

Countless people were inexplicably sad, countless regrets came to their minds, and half of Kyoto suddenly became quiet.

In the palace, Emperor Qing's eyebrows were full of sorrow, and he didn't know what came to mind in his mind, and his eyes were slightly red.

I don't know how long it took for him to wake up from his grief as the sound of the piano dissipated.

He looked out the window at the clear blue sky and seemed to see a shadow farther and farther away.

"I don't regret it!"

He clenched his fists, his body trembling slightly, and after a moment, he said, "Go and find out, where does that sound come from?"

Father-in-law Hou, who had tears in the corner of his eyes in the corner, hurriedly wiped his eyes and replied, "Yes, Your Majesty."

In the supervision courtyard, Chen Pingping had an inexplicable smile on her face, but tears were rolling down her eyes.

Back then, if he had been faster and stronger, she wouldn't have died.

The bright figure in his mind gradually dissipated with the sound of the piano, and his heart became more and more cold.

Whoever harms you will die!

In Sinanbo's Mansion, Fan Jian was silent in the study for a long time, he looked at the nothingness in front of him in a daze, as if he was immersed in some kind of dream, and he never came back to his senses for a long time.

In the East Palace, Li Chengqian got up with a calm expression.

This song is the last time he gives this senior a ride.

After that, Ye Qingmei will be completely a thing of the past, and Qingguo will become an unprecedentedly powerful country in his hands.

Countless bright stars in history will fall on Qingguo, how can Qingguo not become a prosperous country standing on the long river of history?

Just as I was feeling it, a hint quietly emerged.

[Complete the Personal Achievement Event and get a chance to get a personalized lucky draw.] 】

Li Chengqian was slightly stunned, was it because of the song he just played?

It seems that the impact of this piece is much greater than he imagined.

However, he didn't have the heart to go to that mysterious space to study recently.

Learning this kind of thing, no matter how happy you are, you still have to combine work and rest.

Moreover, it is not surprising that these days, the battle of Nanjing is about to start, although the Qing army suffered a small loss in Lishan, but the general of the Northern Qi Dynasty, Shangshan Hu, now knows the life and death, there is no better opportunity to defeat Nanjing.

Presumably, Qin Ye would never miss such a God-given opportunity.

As Li Chengqian expected, after the Battle of Lishan, the Qing army rested for a few days, and Qin Ye was ready to go, ready to attack in the direction of Nanjing.

At the same time, a mediocre big bald head quietly entered the city of Nanjing.

(End of chapter)