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"Uncle Ali, I'll take you up."

Yu Wen Qingfeng did not ask anything, and he was very respectful to raise his hand to guide him.

“……”

Yuwen Qingge smiles politely to Ali.

"Good. Thank you, master Qingfeng

Ali gave them a smile and his voice was very peaceful.

He who is near the ink is black, and he who is near the ink is red.

He has been around Nan Huaijin for a long time, and his character has become quite calm.

"Uncle Ali, this way, please."

Yu Wen sits down again.

"This man is uncle Huaijin's assistant. What is he doing here?"

Didi

The phone vibrated.

Yuwen Qingge picked up a look, recently she followed a person sent a new micro blog.

The picture shows the dark sky with a lonely star on it.

There is only one word in the inscription.

[night]

Yuwen Qingge looks at the picture carefully, and a sense of loneliness comes from the bottom of his heart.

I feel that this person is too lonely.

She wanted to leave a message on her microblog, only to find that the other side locked the comment.

After thinking about it, I sent a private message.

[this is the most beautiful star in the night sky. ]

after the hair was finished, her heart began to panic, and her heart lake moved. Behind the ears, there is a slight heat.

She was nervous, nervous and hopeful.

What's going on?

The other party is just a stranger who pays close attention occasionally. How could he be like this?

She pursed her lips and deliberately went to look at the hot search.

After watching for two minutes, I went to see if the other side replied.

No.

Then, he continued to watch other hot smells.

Still not.

So again and again.

Ten minutes.

There was no response.

Who will reply to a private letter from a stranger?

Yuwen Qingge got up and went back to his room to review his lessons.

The day after tomorrow, she will be back to school, and it will be several months before she can return to Licheng.

Or, it won't come back for a long time.

……

Yuwen Qingfeng leads Ali to yuwenpei's study.

Knock on the door.

"Dad, uncle Ali is here."

At this time, yuwenpei is sitting in front of his desk smoking, the ashtray on the desk has dropped four or five cigarette butts.

Yu Wen Qingfeng's words came in, pointing to a hot.

In a hurry, he threw the remaining half of the cigarette into the ashtray, pressed it out, got up and opened the window.

Curling smoke into a line of white cut tobacco, with the wind out, the smell of smoke in the air is still so rich.

"Dad, uncle Ali is here. He's at the door..."

Yuwen Qingfeng did not hear the response, increased the volume.

Bata

As soon as his voice fell, Yu Wenpei opened the door of his study.

As soon as the door opened, the choking smoke came out.

"Cough..."

Yu Wen Qingfeng can't help but cover his mouth and cough twice.

"Dad, the doctor told you to smoke less."

"You go down first."

Yu Wenpei looks awe inspiring, in a low voice. Just a few hours later, he seemed to be much older. There was a haze between the eyebrows.

"Yes."

Yu Wen Qingfeng should a, with a sign of a Li, then went downstairs.

"Ali..."

Yuwenpei smoked throat, slightly astringent.

"Prince Pei..."

Ah Li said respectfully.

"Come in, please."

Yu Wenpei whispered.

"Good."

Ali went in and coughed slightly.

"I'm sorry, I..."

Yuwenpei is a little embarrassed.

"It's OK."

A Li didn't complain and didn't care.

"Sit down, please."

Yu Wenpei went back to his desk and sat down.

"Mr. Pei, this is a letter from Mr. Pei. Please have a look at it."

I don't know when there is an extra letter in Ali's hand.

Hands up.

Yuwenpei is very tight.

What can't be said on the phone, you have to let Ali go in person.

"Ali, this?"

"Mr. Pei, you know everything after reading it?"

A Li looks calm, eyes light is very calm.

Yu Wenpei took the letter.

He opened the envelope and took out the three fold envelope.A letter written by Nan Huaijin.

The vigorous and powerful ink characters are reflected in yuwenpei's pupil. His heart is getting tighter and tighter, and his face is getting heavier and heavier.

Ali sat down in front of him and watched him from a desk.

Yuwenpei looked at it three times in a row and imprinted those words deeply in his mind.

Then, he took the lighter to light it and put it into the ashtray.

The golden flame jumps in the eyes of yuwenpei and Ali, and their faces are bright and dark.

"Mr. Pei, Mr. Pei said you don't need to give a reply in a hurry. He can wait for you."

Ali's ten fingers cross buckle, polite way.

"Good."

Yuwenpei nodded his head and his voice became more and more hoarse.

"The letter has arrived. I'll go first."

Ali stood up and put the chair back in place.

"Ali, it's not easy to come here. Have a meal before you leave?"

Yu Wenpei asked in a low voice.

"No, sir. I'm still waiting for me."

Ali refused politely.

"Well then..."

Yuwen peidun for a moment, and then said.

"Say hello to your highness."

"Good."

Yuwenpei personally sent Ali out of the gate.

Yu Wen Qingfeng comes over and looks at the car shadow that is gradually moving away and asks.

"Dad, uncle Ali, he..."

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask."

Yu Wenpei interrupts him seriously.

"Yes."

Yu Wen Qingfeng doubts, but dare not mention this topic.

"Dad, did you see your aunt today when you went to qingyuntai?"

"Well."

Yuwenpei turns around, with one hand behind him, and walks towards the house with a heavy step.

"Aunt, is she OK?"

Yu Wen Qingfeng glanced at him, and felt that his face was very bad, and he looked very worried.

"She's sick..."

Yu Wenpei worried.

"Sick? Is it serious? "

Yu Wen Qingfeng steps for a moment, and his palm tightens up.

"Cold, cold, not very serious."

Yu Wenpei's deep response, such as the thick night, makes people feel a little heavy.

"Cold?"

Yuwen Qingfeng also wants to ask again. Yuwenpei has quickened his pace and walked toward the stairs.

"What happened in Qingyun station today?"

"And why did Uncle Ali come all of a sudden?"

Yuwen Qingfeng stands in place, lifting eyes. A dark cloud was moving towards the golden sun. The air pressure is a little low.

The wind blows.

The leaves flicked and made a little noise.

Buzz

The phone vibrated.

"Yunfei?"

Yuwen Qingfeng takes a look, unexpectedly is cousin Bo Yunfei.

Stupefied for a moment, this just slides open the mobile phone screen.

"Yunfei..."

"Brother Feng, how can I get through to my uncle's phone?"

Bo Yunfei did not greet him, so he asked in a quick voice.

"What can I do for you?"

Yu Wen Qingfeng's eyes were stagnant and asked.

"Brother Feng, something happened..."

Bo Yunfei was so anxious that his voice trembled.

Growing up in the royal family, he is 17 years old, but his character is not as fierce as Bo Wanzhou, but a little gentle.

"Yunfei, don't worry. Speak slowly..."

Yu Wen Qingfeng's heart hung up, the other hand lifted up and pressed down.

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