Take the supermarket across to the deserted road

Chapter 313 He Can't Be Alive
"Oh my god!!!"

Song Houye slapped his forehead, and his head hurt even more.

"And why?"

"The subordinate didn't hear clearly, it seems that Young Master Ning didn't let the princess do that, that."

"What? Can you talk?" Song Houye stared at him, speaking hesitantly, what did he look like.

The guard scratched his head, lowered his head in embarrassment, and quickly said two words, "Kiss."

"what?"

Song Houye was stunned, and then blushed.

"Cough cough."

He coughed twice to ease his embarrassment, but luckily it was dark and he couldn't see anything clearly.

"Just because he won't let him go, what, the princess will take him to jump off the cliff?"

He didn't know that Yanyan still had such a self-willed, childish side, and so did Xiaoyuan. What's wrong with a big man kissing him?It's obviously a beautiful thing, why are you being hypocritical?
The guard bowed his head and hummed, "The princess seemed to say, let him review that, and then took him away."

Song Houye remembered that his younger brother had told him about the Northwest.

Xiaoyuan fell into a coma after jumping off the cliff with Yanyan. During that time, Yanyan used juice to renew his life. As for the method of feeding juice
cough cough.

He withdrew his thoughts, no longer worried about the two children, with Yanyan's ability, they will be fine.

"Master, is the darkroom going to be rebuilt here?" the guard asked.

Song Houye thought for a moment, then shook his head.

"Forget it, fill it out."

As it turns out, the darkroom was still built in a safe spot above ground.

After tossing until midnight, Song Houye could rest.

But as soon as he lay down, someone called the door.

"Master Hou, Second Master sent someone to call you over."

Soon the lights in the house came on, and the servant opened the door and said to the person at the door.

"Master Hou called your room to answer."

The guards entered the room, and the room was warm. Master Song was sitting on the bed, wearing a coat.

"What's the matter with the second master?"

"Second Master didn't explain, he just said please go to the study, and Second Master looked very serious."

Song Houye frowned slightly, something serious must have happened, otherwise the second brother would not have called him over at this point.

"Go back to Second Master, I'll be there right away."

He changed his clothes, washed up briefly, and then walked to the West Garden under the moonlight and the cold wind.

Two quarters of an hour later, Song Houye arrived at his younger brother's study.

The room was brightly lit, and Song Yan was sitting on a chair lost in thought.

Seeing his elder brother coming in, he froze for a moment before recovering.

"Brother, you are here."

"What's wrong with the second brother?" Lord Song asked concerned, "I see that you are restless, but what happened?"

Song Yan didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Brother, do you still remember what Daddy looks like?"

Song Houye sat down next to him, took off the cloak and handed it to his subordinates.

"Remember, why did you suddenly think of your father?"

"Brother, I had a dream before. It was my father. I dreamed that he was still alive, but he just changed his appearance."

Song Houye looked up at his younger brother, he would not invite him here just because of a dream.

Unless, their father is really still alive.

But how is it possible, he buried his parents with his own hands back then, so it is impossible for him to come back alive.

"Second brother, did you find something?"

Song Yan hesitated, "I'm not sure, because that person has almost changed, but that's what my dad looked like in the dream."

"What is it like, you speak clearly."

Song Houye couldn't calm down anymore and urged him.

"See for yourself."

Song Yan didn't know what to say, so he had to ask the guards to bring him up.

Soon, a man with yellow hair was lifted up.

Song Houye's expression became extremely serious, wouldn't he?
Song Yan also had a dignified expression and complicated eyes.

"I've looked carefully, and it doesn't look like my father at all, but that dream was too real for me to ignore, so I sent someone to invite you to come and have a look."

He was still young when his father died, and he didn't have a deep impression of his father.

Lord Song Hou calmed down and stepped forward to observe the hairy man.

Mao Ren was about the same size as him, but his exact height was uncertain because his limbs were broken and he couldn't stand up.

His body is covered with long hair, the color of the hair is earthy yellow, I don't know if it is the original color, or it is dirty, whether it is his eyebrows or hair, he has this kind of hair.

The hair on the face is shorter, and the original appearance cannot be seen at all.

Only a pair of eyes, although cloudy and lifeless, broke his defenses.

"Impossible, impossible."

Song Houye took two steps back in fright and kept shaking his head.

"The parents I buried with my own hands back then, it is impossible for him to become like this, impossible."

"Brother, is this really Dad?"

His appearance already explained everything, Song Yan was not only shocked but also pleasantly surprised.

"Father's still alive, isn't he, isn't he?"

He shook his brother's shoulders vigorously, his excited hands trembling slightly.

At that time, the eldest brother went south with his parents to become an official. He was still young and did not have a deep impression of his father, so he needed the confirmation of the elder brother.

Song Houye still shook his head, "No, this is not dad, no."

He couldn't accept this fact, but the characteristic redness under the eyes was his father's unique characteristic.

"Brother, if you think about it carefully, could it be that your father was not completely dead back then, and you thought he was dead, so you buried him?"

Compared with the shock and disbelief of his elder brother, Song Yan was willing to accept this fact.

Song Houye looked at this silly brother, this is not something to be happy about, and it is a crime of beheading.

"Brother, have you forgotten how your parents died? They were the heroes who put down the rebellion, and they were crowned Dukes of Zhongguo by the former emperor. Because of this, I am still a marquis when the title comes to me.

Even because of your father, the first emperor made an exception and made you a marquis, and our Song family has the honor of being a double marquis. "

Originally, their father was a marquis, and when he inherited the title, he should have been an earl. However, because his father was posthumously named Duke of the State after his death, the Song family had a double family.

Song Yan didn't care, "Then what's the matter, at worst, I don't want this title."

"It's not just a matter of title."

Lord Song Hou had a headache, why did my younger brother suddenly become stupid?
"Did you forget that His Majesty almost had an accident today? He controlled Xiao Yuan with a bell, that is to say, he was going to assassinate His Majesty. Is this a serious crime for Zhu Jiu Clan?"

Uh, Song Yan was so happy for his patronage that he forgot that this hairy man was the mastermind behind the scenes.

Song Houye continued, "Whether it's the first emperor or His Majesty, needless to say the kindness to the Song family, if he is the father, have you thought about what the Song family will face?"

Song Yan was going to wilt, he lost the joy he had before, but he was not reconciled.

"But dad is also under control, he can't help himself."

Song Houye glanced at his silly brother. "You think that everyone is His Majesty's own son. Assassinating the emperor, let alone being controlled by others, even if he is plotted against without knowing it, is a death penalty."

"Then what should I do? It's fine even if I don't recognize my father, but let me hand him over, I can't do it, I'd rather take the blame for him."

Looking at the hairy man lying on the ground, Song Yan's eyes were flushed, he couldn't help but watch him die.

(End of this chapter)