The Marquis' lips trembled.
"You... why didn't you discuss such a serious matter with me? Why did you make the decision to sneak into the Imperial Residence? Do you know how dangerous it is? You'll lose your life! "
Of course Lian Que knew. He said, "We only wanted to drug Song Zhi and leave. We didn't expect this to happen."
"Did the Imperial Residence? Don't you know what kind of place the Imperial Residence is? Even if you don't know how dangerous it is, how could Lian Que be so stupid to come up with such a stupid idea? "Even though the Marquis' tone was reproachful, he was more worried than anything else.
After all, Lian Que was an orphan he had saved and had been with him for more than twenty years.
He had treated him like his own son!
How could he not be worried?
Lian Que was also worried. "The most important thing now is Lian Que's safety. Let's think of a way to save him."
The Marquis of the Southern Kingdom took a deep breath and frowned in worry. After a moment of silence, he said, "He is now in the hands of the Second Prince. I believe that the Second Prince will interrogate him severely. Lian Que will naturally grit his teeth and refuse to speak, but if he can't get anything out of him, then his life will be gone."
Bai Yin panicked at his words.
"No, he was captured to protect me. I can't let him die for me. I'll go save him!"
He turned to leave. "Stop!" The Marquis stopped him in time. He quickly walked to him and analyzed the situation. "If you go save him now, won't you die if you don't? The Second Prince's Residence must be heavily guarded. Even if you grew a pair of wings, you won't be able to fly in. Besides, the Imperial Residence is so big. We don't know where Lian Que is being held.
Somewhere. "
"But I can't just ignore him."
"But I can't ignore your life! Anyway, don't be impulsive. I'll think of a way. "
"What way?"
"Don't worry about that." The Marquis seemed to have made up his mind.
He was still thinking about it.
At this time, the butler had already sent clean clothes over.
He knocked on the door and said, "Marquis, the clothes are here."
The Marquis said to him, "Alright, I'll take care of it! Go change into a clean set of clothes and stay here tonight. Tomorrow morning, we'll leave the city as soon as possible. "
"I can help!"
"Ah Jin, don't you understand?"
"..." Bai Yin stared at him. The Marquis of the Southern Kingdom told him very seriously, "You are the prince of Huyi and the future king! When the time is right, avenge your father and mother. If people know that the late king's son is still alive, you will be killed! King Huyi will never let you go. Now, I have
I've been planning everything for you, so I can't let anything happen to you now! So what you need to do now is to wait! "
Bai Yin fell silent.
Actually, he didn't have any thoughts about the so-called King. The Marquis of the Southern Kingdom probably guessed what he was thinking. He grabbed his arm tightly and said, "Ah Jin, I had hoped that you could live safely, but you will not live a peaceful life. You have the blood of the Huyi royal family flowing in your bones. The world is destined to be yours. You have no choice! Think about your.
Father, think about your Imperial Mother. "
Bai Yin needed to hold on to her teeth!
The veins on his forehead bulged.
Vengeance, family, and country, these were all responsibilities that he should shoulder!
That night, he stayed in the marquis's residence.
But he was not in the mood to rest.
On one hand, he was worried about Lian Que, and on the other hand, he was thinking about the Marquis of the Southern Kingdom's words.
His heart was in turmoil.
He was sitting in the room when a little head popped in from outside the door.
"Who are you?"
The voice was young.
Bai Yin turned her head and saw a child standing at the door. His small body was crooked and his big eyes were looking at her.
His eyes were full of doubt.
"Who are you?"
"My name is Ah Mo." The little boy walked in and blinked a few times.
Ah Mo?
Bai Yin suddenly understood, "You are the son of the Marquis of the Southern Kingdom?"
"Yes."
He had heard Ji Yunshu talk about the time when she cut open her abdomen and took out her son in the ruined temple.
As it turned out, this was his cousin.
How adorable!
He put on a straight face and asked solemnly, "It's so late, why are you here?"
Ah Mo said, "I came to see you."
"See me?"
"Do you know? You are the first person my father allowed to live here. You must be a big monster, which is why my father is afraid of you and let you live here, right? "
Big monster?
Bai Yin couldn't understand the meaning of this little boy's words.
She waved her hand, not in the mood to talk nonsense with him. "You should leave quickly, there are no big monsters here. If you don't leave, a ghost will come and catch you."
"I'm not afraid of ghosts!" Ah Mo raised his head and said seriously, "Father said that there are no ghosts in this world, so I'm not afraid."
"Why are you so disobedient?"
Ah Mo walked in front of him and poked his arm with a finger.
Then he muttered something under his breath.
His little eyebrows were wrinkled.
His little hands were chubby.
While Bai Yin was confused, Ah Mo stretched out his little arms and placed his calves on his knees.
After exerting herself for a while, her soft body finally sat on his lap.
Bai Yin was stunned.
"You … what are you doing?"
Ah Mo rubbed her butt against his thigh a few more times and said, "Dad said that the big monster can't be touched or sat on, or it will eat me in one bite. But I touched and sat on it, so why didn't you eat me?"
Bai Yin: "…"
He was originally worried and flustered, but after hearing the little fellow's words, the dark clouds in his heart suddenly relaxed a lot.
Ah Mo said with certainty, "So you're not a monster!"
Bai Yin smiled dotingly and patted his head. "Of course I'm not a monster, I'm your brother."
"I'm calling you brother."
"What I mean is …" He stopped and stopped smiling. "Forget it, you won't understand even if I tell you."
"Then I'm going to sleep." Ah Mo slowly retreated from his thighs.
As soon as his feet touched the ground, he sprinted to the door.
He left without looking back.
He got up and chased after him, then stopped and walked to the windowsill to watch the little boy's figure leave.
He was so cute.
His hand inadvertently touched the windowsill.
He didn't know what his palm had touched, but it felt uneven and uncomfortable.
He moved his hand away and looked down.
He saw that there seemed to be some kind of dagger carved on the wooden windowsill.
Because of the long time and the years of friction, the handwriting was not very clear.
His fingertips brushed past the engraved lines one by one.
His mind hurt.
Blurry memories came flooding back.
In the haze, he seemed to see a small figure lying on the windowsill with a carving knife in his hand, his butt in the air as he carved something on the windowsill.
The handwriting was crooked.
But in the blink of an eye, the memory disappeared.
He frowned, his gaze moving from the carved words on the windowsill to the heavy rain outside.
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