In the back garden of the Han Mansion, Han Jingjing sat in a wheelchair, still pushed by the maidservant and walked slowly. Winter goes to spring, spring goes to summer solstice, year after year, but it will not leave traces on this pure land. The jade-like person hidden in the Han Mansion seems to have seen through everything in the world, and treats everything lightly. If it is an ordinary person who sees through everything at this age, he will definitely be ridiculed, but he is different. Because he was one of the five people in the world that day, and he was also the one who hid the deepest and mixed the least with the world.

Twenty years before the fall of Qianye, there were three astrologers, the oldest old emperor returned to the mountains and forests, the second leaked the prince's star life and committed suicide, and the third was Feng Yongjiang, the king of Huangzhu, who disappeared in the battle of the fall of the Thousand Nights Dynasty, and now he is going against the sky in the northern Xinjiang; Of these people who are known, which one of them lived to be born with him?

All of them take the world as their own responsibility, and the King of Huangzhu is trying in vain to save the entire Thousand Nights Dynasty by himself, and now in the northern Xinjiang, he is just asking for his own hardships. Han just guarded the small world of the Han family, and he wouldn't care about more things, because the trend of the world has its own destiny. There is really a chosen person who can change the overall situation of the world, and he Han also knows that he does not have that fate, let alone that heart.

What Han didn't know was that his astrologer had inherited the luck of the astrologer who had killed himself. At this point, the world's five major astrologers are also all ready, three of them have stepped into the demigod realm, and are expected to break the shackles and go to the sky, the old emperor and the founding emperor of Dongcang will have one of them win, using the other party as a stepping stone to their own enlightenment, and Situ Qiu is ready to devour a country's luck in order to ascend to the immortal path.

Of course, even if Han knew all this, he would still treat it as if he didn't know. Don't bother yourself, that's all.

The only one who tugged at his heartstrings was only one person, but unfortunately they all went with the wind.

A master and a servant, walking slowly, finally passed by the small lake in the back garden, the lake rippled, and the willow branches caressed. It's a pity that there is no longer that beautiful woman standing on the shore.

Han waved his hand, and the two of them stopped quietly. He was still watching quietly from a distance, as if she were still here.

"Is the man awake?"

Han disdains to know many things, but the maids around him will inquire about everything, that is, when Han needs to know, he can give accurate answers.

"Hui Gongzi, I woke up three days ago. ”

"Hmm. Han nodded and didn't ask anything more.

The maid naturally saw that her son-in-law was different from that Yu Youwei, and had already understood the news of the white-clothed swordsman thoroughly. At this time, the question was half asked, and I felt a little uncomfortable.

Han patted her hand lightly and said with a smile:

"Tell me what you know, but don't suffocate you. ”

The maid withdrew her hand angrily, puffing out her cheeks and being a little cute:

"Hmph, it's not the first time, I know, there are a lot of things you don't want to know, but unfortunately you don't want to know, you can't say. ”

Han was not annoyed at all, and laughed:

"I'm sorry for you, this time I want to know, about him, just say it, I'll listen. ”

When the maid heard this, she was a little worried, and asked:

"Childe, are you going to meddle in this?"

Han shook his head and said:

"Listen to the story, and besides, if I don't go to him, he will come to me, and there are things he should know. ”

The maid thought about it, nodded, and slowly narrated:

"The white-clothed swordsman was rescued by Yinan Xing in the northern frontier, and his Royal Highness the princess also came back with him. It is said that the princess became a living dead in order to save him, relying on Yi Gongzi's extreme ice talent

Stay alive. As soon as they returned to Zhenbei, they were taken to the Zhenbei Palace. Because there was still war in the northern Xinjiang, Yi Gongzi left a message to the white-clothed swordsman, and before he woke up, he returned to the northern Xinjiang first. Because of the princess's affairs, the entire Zhenbei Palace's attitude towards the white-clothed swordsman was not very good, and the prince was even ready to kill him directly. But I heard that a powerful character appeared in Zhenbei Jianghu out of nowhere, and when he entered the palace late at night, no one in the palace mentioned that he wanted to kill the white-clothed swordsman. Even the prince was silent, and he was really a god. ”

Han knew that in fact, the palace would not have killed Feng Qingtong, but the matter of the princess really annoyed everyone. Don't say that it is wartime, even in peacetime, the princess loses a hair and has no explanation, and the prince can stage a bloody drift. It's not so much Qi Feng Qingtong, but Qi is now in the north of the town and can't set foot on Longque.

Han didn't need to dismantle the stage to make a clear statement, just followed the maid's words, and then asked with a smile:

"What kind of character is this chivalrous man? I have never heard of such a capable person in Zhenbei. Didn't the head of the Qiushui faction enter the palace?"

When the maid said this, she was also interested, shook her head and smiled:

"Childe is usually like a god, but this time he guessed wrong! I don't know the identity of that chivalrous man, but he is definitely not the female head of the Qiushui faction. According to the boy on duty, that man was a man, and he entered the mansion at night, but he actually had snowy hair! You say it's strange, but the white-clothed swordsman who was taken in by the mansion was also full of white hair, isn't it because of fate?"

Han laughed a few times with the maid, then waved his hand, and the laughter of the two stopped.

"After all, it's not a coke thing, full of gray hair, isn't that one who has gone through a great ordeal? Just tell me, what happened to the white-clothed swordsman later?"

The maid nodded, looked more serious, and said:

"Didn't the white-clothed swordsman wake up three days ago? It is said that in the past three days, his body has not been well recovered, so he knelt in the palace for three days. ”

Han nodded and asked, "Is it to meet the princess?"

The maid sighed, also with some emotion, shook her head and said:

"I didn't mention it, and I probably knew that I wouldn't see it. Maybe he was just ashamed, so he knelt down for a long time. ”

Han nodded, turned the wheelchair by himself, and the maid held it again, and the two slowly walked out along the way they came. Han sighed softly: "Well, three days, it's time to come here too." ”

Han glanced back at the lake again, and felt a little sad for a while:

"It's already white-haired and snowy, but it's hard to hit the snow again. ”

A master and a servant slowly "walked" outward, until they came out of the garden and out of the back house, until they came from the council office in front. In this place, Han actually rarely comes, and there is no major event related to the rise and fall of the Han family, so Han will only stay in the backyard. The last time I came here, I was discussing whether to take Yu Youwei in.

The conference hall was already full of people, and under the hall, there was a man with white hair, who was particularly eye-catching. As soon as a master and a servant appeared in front of everyone's eyes, they instantly attracted all attention. Even the white-haired man looked this way.

I saw that he was not dressed in white as rumored, but in a black shirt, and because he was in a black shirt, his white hair was even more eye-catching. One cheek is a little thin, and the face is like a white jade, like a fairy in the world. For the first time, the maid felt that there were still men in this world who could compete with her own son, and she was amazed for a while. Of course, in her heart, it is natural that Childe is superior, just because Childe is strategizing everything and has never made any mistakes. Unlike the swordless swordsman, stumbling and stumbling is full of ups and downs. Even the swordsman came, and he was in the hands of Childe.

Thinking like this, the two of them gradually approached the black-clothed swordsman.

Feng Qingtong watched Han slowly approach, bent down, and made a deep snort. Han's face was calm, and he also replied. Waving his hand, Han said softly:

"I'm sorry to trouble you, I'll just talk to Mr. Feng about today's matter. ”

Feng Qingtong was not so surprised that Han knew his surname, first, he did not deliberately hide it in the palace at the beginning, but just said something ambiguous. Now that the siege of the National Teacher's Mansion has been killed, these powerful figures have all reacted. The second is that I really don't care anymore.

Everyone in the Han family listened to Han's words, and they didn't have the slightest intention of disobeying, and even the head of the Han family was respectful and withdrew.

Feng Qingtong said softly:

"Thank you for the matter. ”

Han nodded, presumably just now Feng Qingtong also knew that it was Yu Youwei who was left by Han, and it was Han who had been trying to save Yu Youwei.

"You know about her death?"

Feng Qingtong nodded, his voice calm:

"Well, in fact, Shuyun suddenly came to me, and I guessed some, but I couldn't believe it. I came here today just to say thank you to Mr. Han, and nothing else can be reciprocated. Also, I want to know where Youwei is buried and when she will die?"

Han said the time and place, Feng Qingtong nodded, and was about to leave, but Han hesitated again and again, but still stopped him.

"I didn't plan to tell you about this matter, because of your star destiny, I also know it. But as your biological father, you should know ...... after all."

Feng Qingtong stopped, and for a moment the whole person was like being struck by lightning. Suddenly, the dead tear duct was painful again, and two lines of clear water continued to flow downward from the corners of the eyes:

"You say...... Biological father?"

Han nodded:

"It's a boy. ”

Feng Qingtong wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes:

"What about the name? Can I know his name?"

Han shook his head:

"It's not timely. I hope you can live until the dawn of the clouds......"

Feng Qingtong knelt down in front of the young man in the wheelchair, and actually kowtowed three times directly. Feng Qingtong stood up, turned around and left resolutely.

Han looked at the young man's back and sighed for a moment.

Does Yu Youwei love her child? Of course she does, she is even willing to spend a year less on her energy for this child, but perhaps, what he loves more is the man who has left in front of her. This child is also the last gift left by Yu Youwei, so that Feng Qingtong still has the courage to live in this world that is extremely cruel to him.

"If you have a wife like this, what more can a husband ask for?"

......

Between the green mountains and green waters, a beautiful woman is completely asleep here. In front of the lonely monument, a one-armed man and the white-haired Feng Qingtong drank relative to each other, just as they were on Zhizi Mountain back then. It's like Yu Youwei is still embroidering the female worker in the house, nominally a father and a son, but in fact it is more like a master and a servant, and the two are drinking happily outside and taunting each other.

"Inexplicably lost a lifetime for us, is it worth it?"

"The real swordsman in the world, the old man only knows Feng Qingtong, the most handsome girl in the world, the old man only knows Yu Youwei, guarding such two people, the most beautiful old servant in the world, the old man only knows Ximen hidden. ”

Feng Qingtong did not dismantle Ximen Yin's platform this time as before, nor did he deny that Ximen Yin gave each of the three of them the top hats or the two of them.

He looked at the stele quietly and said softly:

"I'm sorry for you here, I have to go to Northern Xinjiang again. ”

Ximen wanted to speak and stopped, but after all, he chose to stay here, because he knew that this place was the most important thing in Feng Qingtong's heart.

The young man now had no sword, no longer a white shirt, and was as depressed as a lost dog. But Ximen Yin looked at the young man's distant back, and only felt that there was only one person between heaven and earth.