I'm not Yuxiu's mother's child, so whose child am I? When did I show up in the General's Palace? Don't...... Like Murong Yichen, did my father pick it up from the street?

I don't believe it...... I don't believe it......

……

I have to admit that Murong Yichen's appearance is like a little light in my dark life. In him, there is my infinite desire for the unknown!

The next night, I prepared tea early, retired from the crowd, and waited for him at the Triangle Plum.

This time, I put a soft piece on the stool. Well...... When he sat up...... Didn't touch the stool directly...... It shouldn't be considered to occupy the position of Qingcang, right?

This...... After all, there is a request for him...... It's not polite to always let people stand. If you ask people to add another chair, it will definitely arouse suspicion.

The taste of waiting was really bad, it was like suffering a lot, and it made me restless. Fang Buddha spent the longest time in his life, and finally looked forward to him.

"You're finally here!" I got up, a little apprehensive and a little surprised.

Today's Murong Yichen is dressed in black and hidden in the night. If it weren't for the glittering jade pendant he wore next to his belt, I would never have seen anyone standing not far away.

"Waiting for me so early?" Murong Yichen was still holding a brocade box in his hand today, and he walked in front of me, just standing, not sitting.

I was a little embarrassed and whispered, "Sit down...... Sit down......"

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he smiled evilly, "This time it's finally a little cute......"

I frowned and glanced at him, "It's more than thirty people, can you be serious?" ”

I saw Murong Yichen pouting, "I praised you, and I was beaten back to my original form." ”

I didn't bother to argue with him, just leaned over to him a little bit, "Don't be long-winded! Tell me about my background! ”

"Why should I tell you?" Murong Yichen stepped back, and his whole person was in a lazy posture. He didn't have a backrest behind him at all, but he felt like he was sitting in an extremely comfortable chair, enjoying "Don't you believe me?" Tell you, but it's also a lot of words. ”

！！！

This man! Is he really a man! How could there be such a ...... in this world Such a person who cares more than Russell?

"Do you believe you?" In desperation, I gritted my teeth and said.

Unexpectedly, Murong Yichen put up a shelf, "I didn't say it, if you believe me, I will tell you everything." After that, he laughed and said, "This is my father's secret......

"You! Murong Yichen, how can you do this! ”

Murong Yichen didn't answer my words, only handed me the brocade box in his hand, and said, "Open it and take a look." ”

I saw that his expression had become serious, so I took the brocade box and carefully opened it, "It's a letter from home!" ”

In the small brocade box, there are letters from home. The yellowed envelopes were all in the handwriting of the same person: Yichen himself.

It's cursive, and it's the handwriting I'm most familiar with!

I couldn't believe it, trembling and opened one of them, two, three.

In it, there are some old words that are okay in the house, don't worry about them. Among them, there are also words urging him to marry a wife and have children, and live in peace. Sometimes, he would write about the situation of the imperial court at that time, so that Murong Yichen would be loyal to the country outside.

And these family letters, each of which is written by the father! My father!