After hearing this, the wife of the state of Yue burst into tears: "if you refuse to come in, is it really bad news?"

The old lady's face, which had been in vicissitudes of life, was suddenly covered with gray.

"Not necessarily, not necessarily. Don't worry, mother. It's me. It's my nonsense. You can rest first. I'll have a look."

But the old lady waved her hand and insisted on holding it up.

The wife of the state of Yue hurriedly supported the old lady: "mother, you are not well. The doctor told you not to move."

"I'm going to have a look." The old lady said with a calm face, "I will go whether it's good news or bad news. Hold on to me."

"Mother..."

"Hold me fast!"

Mrs. Hou of the state of Yue was unable to do so, so she had to help her mother-in-law. With the help of two servant girls, she helped the old man to walk to the door of the mansion.

Liu Wei doesn't go into the house, just because the three children in the car are still sleeping. Liu Wei doesn't want to wake up the children, which means that someone will come out to pick them up.

But I don't know. This little move made the people in charge of the state of Yue scared and uneasy. Even the old lady who was seriously ill was shocked.

"Mr. Liu?" Yan Pei listens to the report of the young man, twists a piece of Ruyi cake into his mouth, thinks about it, and sits up from the soft couch.

"Young master, you just got sick in the morning, so it's not suitable for you to walk now."

"Nothing."

Yan Pei waved his hand. He used to have a pale face. After a month, it has gradually become ruddy. Although he is still sick, it is not as hard as before.

He got up from his bed, put away his clothes a little, and said, "I should have thanked that gentleman. But for his good medicine, I would have suffered a lot more than I know."

However, the son also heard from the young master that the blackbird, which is often sent with medicine, is raised by a magical little boy. The boy's father seems to be Mr. Liu, who has been widely known in Kyoto but whose whereabouts are unknown in recent January.

Since it's the one who saves lives, but it's not easy for the son to stop the young master, he helps the young master and goes out of the house.

All the way, I happened to meet the old lady and Hou lady.

Seeing her son coming out, madam Hou could not help frowning: "how can you..."

But the old lady waved her hand: "it's right that Qiu Er, who is a brother, is eager to know."

Yan Pei didn't speak, just looked down quietly. Since his health gradually improved, his father, mother and grandmother have come to see him several times, but he always refused to go out for the reason of physical discomfort.

In other words, his father's mother's grandmother's attitude still chilled his heart, which made him reluctant to forgive easily now.

Madam Hou is worried about her son's health. Although she knows from ranzikou that his son's health has greatly improved now, she followed Yu Wenjia's child into the palace a few days ago to gather some fun for the imperial banquet. But Mrs. Hou is still worried.

After all, the way my son used to faint when he walked two steps had made him afraid when he thought about it.

But now looking at her son's face, madam Hou really believes that he is really much better and looks much better.

Finally, the three went out of the house together.

At the same time, the coach of the Houfu of Yue State drove to the gate from the other end of the street.

In the carriage, Yan Zhenli, who was just coming down, was keeping his eyes closed. The coachman drove the car and the bodyguard sat beside the coachman.

The bodyguard's eyes were good. He saw a carriage of the official family standing in front of the Marquis's door. The bodyguard was stunned for a moment and said, "Marquis, it seems that it's the people from zhenggemen."

Yan Zhenli opens his copper eyes, hands up the curtain and looks out.

Yan Zhenli squints. From the angle of Yan Zhenli, he can see the carriage at the door of his house. It looks like it's really the carriage of zhenggemen.

"Is there any news from young master?" Said the bodyguard.

Yan Zhenli ponders for a moment and says, "hurry up!"

The coachman listened to the order and hurriedly drove away the Damascus, speeding up the speed.

Liu Wei stood at the door of the Marquis's mansion. She heard the trampling sound of the carriage from afar. Turning her head, she saw the carriage marking the Marquis's mansion coming at a high speed.

Calculate the time. This time seems to be in the next Dynasty. It's probably the marquis in the car.

Liu Wei is a little tired after waiting for a man to make a decision in the Hou's mansion for half a day. Seeing Hou ye at the moment, Liu Wei has a bright moment in front of her eyes and thinks that she can finally send the child back.

The Marquis's carriage can stop, and the curtain is lifted again.

Yan Zhenli jumped out of the carriage and looked at the man in white in front with a pair of copper bell like eyes. After identifying him, he said, "but Mr. Liu?"

Liu Wei bowed his hand respectfully and saluted the state of Yue: "I have seen the Marquis!"

"Why is Sir standing here? Why don't you go in? "

Liu Wei said helplessly, "I didn't think it was important, so it's not easy to nag. Since I see the Marquis, it's the same here."

Liu Wei said, bowing his hand to the Marquis again, and then he went back to his carriage, lifted the curtain of the carriage, and carried out the Yan Qiu who was sleeping sweetly inside.Yanqiu was moved and gave an unsatisfied advice. Then he naturally surrounded Liu Wei's neck and buried his face in his arms.

Yan Zhenli sees Liu Wei holding a child in his arms. The child is dressed in coarse cloth and looks clean from the back. It's simple.

Looking at the child's body shape, four or five-year-old appearance, because I met Liu Xiaoli, Yan Zhenli didn't think much about the identity of the child, but I don't know what the Mr. Liu wanted to do?

But just under Yan Zhen's suspicious sight.

Liu Wei holds Yanqiu in her arms, walks up to him, tears her arms open and hugs her child, and shoves her into Yan Zhen's arms.

Yan Zhenli passively hugs the unexpected child.

When he was at a loss, he heard the child mumble and say, "sleepy..." because he was not comfortable Then raise the white face and look at the person in front of you.

Even if children grow up fast, when they are two years old and four years old, Yan Zhenli is the first to find out that this is not someone else. It is his old son, Yan Qiu!

When Yanqiu saw Yan Zhenli, his original sleepiness also dissipated.

Yanqiu opened his mouth, raised his fleshy claws, rubbed his eyes, and then hesitated to call out, "Dad?"

Yan Zhen is stiff from his hands and feet. After a long time, he hugs Yan Qiu tightly. The eyes of the old great man are wet at this moment: "Alas, Qiu er It's dad, it's Dad... "

Yanqiu was held tightly by a hard man, but he felt that his breath was not smooth. Now he was not sleepy at all. He just put his arms around his father's neck. Tears flowed one by one, sobbing: "Dad..."

"Qiu'er, father's son..."

The father and son almost cried.

For Yan Zhenli, whether his son is still alive or not is a matter of uncertainty. When the coffin was opened for autopsy that day, although hope rose because of a "wrong skeleton", he was afraid that hope would turn into despair again.