Chapter 913

She smacked her lips: "I just want to ask, are you familiar with the people in huaidu contact point?"

"Not bad." Nodded: "I'm here to be run by song Ru."

"What do you think of... Song ru?" She asked closer.

Nagasaki glanced at her: "why, are you..."

She kept smiling.

He said strangely, "do you like people?"

Her facial expression froze for a moment.

Nagasaki murmured, "you're going to marry Chen Wang tomorrow. Now you're still thinking about other men. Girl, you don't put your heart in the right place. Although song Ru is very good, it's too late. You can't think about other people."

"Stop, stop, I don't mean that." She interrupted him with a wave: "look at your attitude, you have nothing to say about the character of song ru?"

"To tell you the truth, song Ru is my adopted son." Changyuan suddenly said.

She choked: "what?"

"I brought up my adopted son. Do you think I understand? I know you don't trust him, but he's trustworthy, and Chen Siyi, who works for him, is also my man. "

Although Changyuan's eyes are full of vicissitudes, they are extremely sharp at this time.

She looked at the silence.

"As for why he became king Chen's informant, there is a very tortuous reason. After all, the land of the four realms has a very deep relationship with King Chen..." Changyuan sighed.

"Yuanyuan?" She was surprised.

"Well, it's a deep source, but I won't tell you now that it involves the matter of Chen Wang's mother."

Changyuan was about to stop. Although she wanted to hear the next words, unfortunately, she couldn't hear them at all. She could only compromise and tut tut said, "I don't think you know everything. It's probably the song Confucian who told you."

"Do you really think anyone in the four realms can come in and get information?" There is a trace of pride in Changyuan.

She said with a smile: "that's, that's, before I was too worried, come on, I'll give myself a penalty."

Then he took a cup of tea and drank it.

Nagasaki looked at her and said with a smile, "I'm joking with you, but it's very good that you can trace this step, but I'll point you here, so you don't have to trace it any more, because what happens after..."

Suddenly pause, a face serious and serious: "only harm to you."

Seeing his dignified look, she restrained the smile on her face, and naturally knew that she could not trace it any more, so she nodded: "I know."

However, the curiosity in my heart is more and more serious.

Related to Huo Yanchen's mother?

Why is Huo Yanchen's birth mother related to the four realms?

Isn't Huo Yanchen's mother killed by a traitor for many years?

Why can't she know the truth?

All of all, there are too many unsolvable mysteries

"Don't think about it. I'll take your mother with me tomorrow. If you have time, you can come to the four realms to see us. Of course, you can rest assured that I will take good care of ah Rong, and you... Also need to take good care of yourself. Don't take care of yourself. Now, you are ah Rong's daughter, and you are half of my daughter. If you are in trouble, we will help you..."

Looking at Changyuan's sincere and caring eyes, she felt a little warm in her heart. She nodded: "I know that something big may happen in the general's house in the future. It's better to take your mother to leave early. You should be careful not to be found by Yao Yuanchuan's people on the way... Other future correspondence."

"Well."

"Here, another drink."

"Good!"

……

Outside the walls of Yao's mansion, a lonely man stood up and raised his head. His slightly pale sick face, facing the walls of Yao's mansion, fell into a long meditation.

I don't know how long after that, when the wind increased and he coughed violently for several times, the little bookboy who had been worried behind him quickly came up and held him: "young master, it's cold at night. Let me help you go back to rest."

The man coughed for a long time, grabbed his hand and asked, "will she be happy?"

"Princess Qinghe has always been fond of King Chen. Now she will be happy if she can marry him. Why do you worry, young master? You should pay attention to your body. In the past two years, she has become more and more weak. We should let the princess give some blood at the beginning..."

"Shut up

Under the secluded candlelight, Huo Qing's face was as white as snow, but his eyes were fierce: "don't say that again. My life... Won't hurt others to keep it."

"But are you willing, young master?" The bookboy said bitterly, "I've seen how you treat Princess Qinghe all these years. You've been paying in silence all the time, but she doesn't know when you do that, young master..."

"Enough!" Huo Qing roared again: "if she can be happy, I will be at ease. Let's go..."

What else did the bookboy want to say? Looking at Huo Qing's expression, he closed his mouth and helped him to leave.

The faint candle light pulled Huo Qing's thin figure for a long time. After a few steps, Huo Qing looked back at the wall and said in a low voice: "you want to be happy..."

Then he never looked back, just like the things he had done silently for her in the past. Once he decided to do it, he would never look back and never regret it.

Sometimes, if you like that person, you don't have to get that person. As long as that person can get what he wants and be happy forever, he will have no regrets

This is to let go of the person you like and do what she likes freely, and don't let yourself become a burden to her.

Like him.

It will always be a burden.

The night is cold

In the imperial study.

Huo Han was still reviewing the memorial. Jia Cheng pushed the door in and leaned over to say, "emperor."

Huo Han finished reading a memorial and closed it. Then he raised his eyes: "are they all settled?"

"It's all settled, but I'm in a bad mood." Jia Cheng replied.

Huo Han was silent for a moment and nodded: "as expected, this is the only way to let him spend more time, let people guard him strictly, and don't let anyone know."

"Yes." After receiving the order, Jia Cheng thought about it and said, "emperor, there is one more thing to report."

Huo Han noticed the change of Jia Cheng's face. He put down his pen and leaned lazily on the back of the Dragon chair

"Allow the slave to step forward." Jia Cheng said timidly.

Huo Han nodded.

Jia Cheng came near and whispered in Huo Han's ear. Huo Han's look changed from calm to a little surprised. Then his eyes suddenly fell silent: "what happened?"

Jia Cheng replied, "tell your majesty, this is absolutely true."

Huo Han pondered for a long time, and his eyes were slightly astringent: "yes, since she knows that there is a ghost in the matter, she can sit still and not panic, which means that she has noticed something."

"Just in case we need to..." Jia Cheng made a gesture of wiping his neck.

"No need." Huo Han raised his hand to stop: "a wise man has his own way of doing things, but he is aware of it, but he doesn't know the real inside story. He can send someone to monitor her. If he discovers that there is something wrong with her, especially against me, he will catch her first."