Step on a branch

Chapter 113 I want to meet him
Oil lamps were shining brightly.

There are also many people who read carefully under the lamp.

Lin Fan was sitting beside him, the person he loved was so close, he could even see the fine hairs on her face.

Qin Luan's expression was so focused and serious that Lin Fan couldn't bear to disturb her.

At the same time, this kind of focus also made Lin Fan feel at ease, he could look at her directly, without thinking about how to hide his love for her, and without worrying about being spotted by Qin Luan.

Qin Luan raised her head after turning the pages.

Lin Busy looked away, took a sip from the tea cup.

His reaction was quick, so he shouldn't have revealed anything.

"I found it in my father's study." Clearing his throat, Lin Fan brought up a topic, "I also went to the Ministry of War to look through some old files in the past two days, and I want to know more about him, his temperament, he wrote The battles he has fought, the merits he has made. It is a pity that those few pages, after all, are..."

Qin Luan's hand covered the notes.

Zhao Lin's life wasn't long, but that short life couldn't be summed up by those plain and straight-forward words on the old files.

Raising his eyes, Qin Luan looked at Lin Fan and asked solemnly, "Do you want to meet your father?"

Lin Fan raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Then, he thought of the paper and ink that Qin Luan had prepared, as well as things he didn't know.

"Your teacher," Lin Fan's throat rolled, "Is there such a way?"

Qin Luan nodded.

She undid the pouch at her waist, which contained the things she had taken out of the ebony box.

It was a small wooden wedge, only two knuckles long.

"The old thing passed down from the master's gate, the master gave it to me, and also taught me the formation method to use with it," Qin Luan said, "After the formation method is activated, people in the formation can see some things that happened in the vicinity in the past The first prince lived in the East Palace back then, so I couldn't go there to set up formations, but the prince and Duke Xianding are siblings, I think he must have often visited the Duke's mansion, there should be traces of him here."

Lin Fan's breathing froze.

He didn't know Taoist techniques, so naturally he never thought that there was such a way in the world that he could see his biological father with his own eyes.

Staring blankly, he looked at the wooden wedge and asked, "Can I pick it up?"

After Qin Luan nodded, Lin Fan held the wooden wedge in his hand and observed by the oil lamp.

There are extremely slender and complex lines on the wooden wedge, those lines have a faint golden light, it is hard to tell whether it is the light shining or the mystery itself.

He clenched his palms tightly, and then slowly released them.

Lin Fan turned his attention back to Qin Luan.

Two days ago, Qin Luan asked Aunt Liu to prepare these things, and she was making these preparations for him on the day the two of them knew the truth.

Qin Luan knew what he was confused about, and she also knew what he was regretting. She used her methods to solve his confusion and make up for him.

For this kind of heart, no matter what kind of thought it came from, Lin Fan was very grateful.

Also, very fortunate.

The person beside him who helped him overcome this hesitation is Qin Luan, and this is the thing he is most grateful for.

"I want to see him." Lin Fan took a deep breath and looked at Qin Luan without blinking. "I want to see him with my own eyes. It's not someone's memory or words."

Qin Luan rolled his eyes, nodded and said, "Okay."

The location was chosen in Lin Xuan's study.

It has been vacant for a long time, but it is cleaned every day, and Lin Fan will come here from time to time. It is clean and tidy inside.

Things are placed as before, swords and qin are hung on the wall, calligraphy and paintings are all written by Lin Xuan, but unfortunately, after all, they are not as popular as when the owner was alive.

Lin Fan brought all the prepared things and arranged them under Qin Luan's guidance.

Qin Luan picked up the brush to draw the formation and write the talisman, all in one go.

"My lord, you sit on the front of the formation." Qin Luan handed the wooden wedge into Lin Fan's hand, "When I wave the dust whisk, you drip three drops of blood from your fingertips into the wooden wedge, hold it, are you The son of the former prince, he is connected by blood, you can see him."

Lin Fan agreed.

A lamp was lit at the corner of the wall, Qin Luan muttered something, and with a wave of his hand, the talisman flew out and hung around the formation.

The last one to fly out was Fu Ling, which stopped directly above the eye of the array.

The little paper figurine is no longer the soft shape when it was swinging on the swing, it is stretched very straight.

Lin Fan looked at Qin Luan.

He suddenly remembered that day at Ruyifang, standing upstairs in the chess club, watching Qin Luan fight with that demon.

At that time, Qin Luan acted casually and freely, with ease, but now it is different, she is fully focused, without the slightest distraction.

Lin Fan's heart was very warm.

It was so warm, he couldn't help thinking, when he saw his father, even if the other party was just a shadow of the past and couldn't realize his existence at all, he wanted to tell his father that he met a very, very good girl.

It's what he likes, what he wants to get close to and is cautious about.

That girl, for him, did her best.

Outside the formation, the whisk waved.

Lin Fan bit his middle finger, and the dark red blood fell, covering the entire wooden wedge along the complicated lines.

Clenching his palms tightly, he heard the rustling wind, and he was so anxious that he instinctively closed his eyes.

Afterwards, the wind gradually died down.

Lin Fan opened his eyes, Qin Luan was no longer where he was just now, and the door of the study was closed.

The next moment, he heard a chuckle.

He recognized this voice, rolling from the depths of his memory, it was Lin Xuan's laughter.

Lin Fan followed the prestige.

The partition became transparent, and at the round table, the two chatted happily over wine.

One is Lin Xuan, who is younger than Lin Fan's impression.

The other person, he had never seen before, but he was familiar with it. He only looked at the facial features. His eyes, nose and mouth did not look like that person, but after a few more glances, he felt that the appearance of putting together was actually similar.

Lin Fan knew that it was Zhao Lin, his biological father.

Zhao Lin was sitting there, holding the wine cup, smiling happily.

"Your Highness was reprimanded by the emperor again today?" Lin Xuan asked.

"Father was so angry that he blew his beard." Zhao Lin couldn't stop laughing, "Ah Gui sued me, saying that I prepared a wooden gun for my son."

Lin Xuan asked: "Everyone in the palace says he is a son?"

"I'm not sure," Zhao Lin said frankly, "Father is not in good health. If I have a son, he will be happier. Everyone in the palace coaxes him with the grandson of the emperor. When he was young, he roared like a tiger. The forest, at this moment, has to be coaxed."

Lin Xuanle said: "Then why is Your Highness still angry with the Emperor?"

"I told him honestly that my son must be as good at fighting as I am, and he laughed angrily." Zhao Lin took a sip of wine and asked, "Is my expectation of my son wrong?"

Lin Xuan laughed while listening, and asked after laughing: "Why does the emperor's grandson know how to fight? Isn't it you who handed over a complete and peaceful Zhou Dynasty to the emperor's grandson? It is something that our generation will do, not the grandson of the emperor."

Lin Fan looked at his two fathers without blinking.

Then, he saw Zhao Lin smiling, boldly.

"It's so easy to be my son, you don't even need to know how to fight," Zhao Lin cursed with a smile, then shook his head again, "No, governing the world is much more difficult than fighting, I won't, I only know how to fight, except for martial arts I have nothing to teach him about the art of war. Unlike you, Ah Xuan, who is capable of both literature and martial arts, you can teach him when the time comes."

　See you tomorrow, book friends~~
　　
　
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