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Chapter 80 King Ning Has a Daughter
As soon as I walked to the back of the house, a slight coolness hit my face, it wasn't the wind, but there were many fruit trees here, covered by thick shade, it was cooler than inside the house.There is a faint fragrance of fruit and wood in the air. The peaches and plums are all bearing fruit, and so is the pear tree.

Huh?Yan Wanwan suddenly saw that a large wooden couch had been bought under that tree at some point, under the shade of the tree, it made people feel...cool, and wanted to lie down.

But she remembered that there was no such wooden couch in the first place!
There were soft and light footsteps behind her, and she recognized it as musk smoke, but she resisted not looking back.

It wasn't until she heard footsteps approaching that she turned her head and saw Musk Smoke with just the right amount of surprise on her face.

Holding the tray in his hand, Muskyan knelt down to bless her, and said with a smile, "This wooden couch was ordered by the young master after the young master and his wife came back from the mountains. He said that the madam is afraid of the heat, and the weather is not suitable for this wooden couch. Enjoying the cool air is the best." As he said that, he walked over with a tray, and placed the contents of the tray on a small table placed on the wooden couch.

Two plates of pastries, both washed with well water, looked like cool melons and fruits, and a pot of herbal tea. The most careful thing was that I took some mosquito-proof incense, which was lit and smoked in the past.

"Madam, come and sit down!" After finishing all this, Musk Yan bowed and stepped aside.

Yan Wanwan naturally enjoyed it a lot, she stepped forward and got on the wooden couch, feeling the coolness, really refreshing from body to heart.It's just that this comfort was only for a while, and then I felt that there was no atmosphere at all, and the whole world seemed to be an airtight bag, and people were caged in it, as if they were about to be smothered to death.

Yan Wanwan fanned the fan vigorously, but even the wind was hot, she frowned and threw the round fan away.

"I'm afraid it will rain soon!" Musk Yan raised his head to look at the sky and said.

Yan Wanwan also raised her eyes to look up, the sky was covered with lead clouds, black and oppressive, it really looked like black clouds were overwhelming the city, if you want to go down, go down faster, go down more quickly, Yan Wanwan thought.

Yan Zheng went back to his government office in the silent department when thunder rang faintly in the sky.

His clothes were already drenched with sweat.There is a narrow inner room built into the duty room. If he spends the night in the government office on weekdays, he will stay here.

He entered the inner room, Ruishan had prepared a bucket of cold water for him earlier, wiped his body hastily, he changed into clean clothes, and picked up the Xuanyi that he changed, but he didn't want to touch a tube-shaped Objects, I just remembered the wedding gift of Eunuch Zhao I just received in the palace - the scroll that is said to be made by Mr. Sang Nanye.

The reason why Yan Zheng changed his mind to accept Eunuch Zhao's gift was because of the four characters Sang Nanye Lao, which was the name of King Ning when he occasionally wrote poems and paintings when he was living in seclusion in the south of the Yangtze River.

It's just that even during the period of seclusion, King Ning was not short of money, and there were very few paintings that came out. He knew it was because he had seen one at His Majesty's place by chance before, and it was signed by this old Sang Nanye. The technique was very familiar, so he went down to check and found out that Mr. Sang Nanye was King Ning.It's a pity that the painting at His Majesty's place was just a glimpse, and he never saw it again. The timing of today's painting is so coincidental. .

Yan Zheng took the painting to the desk in the outer room, unfolded the painting little by little on the desk, and looked at it by the light of the oil lamp...

The painting depicts a pair of boys and girls. The two children are squatting on the ground weaving grasshoppers. The boy has only one side face, but there are also visible sword eyebrows and star eyes. The face is full of mischievous smiles. The girl is this painting The main character, located in the center of the painting, has bulging cheeks, and his eyes are as round as the moon, shining brightly, full of stubbornness that refuses to admit defeat.

The first time Yan Zheng saw the girl's face, a strange feeling flashed across his heart, his eyes moved to the place where the signature was signed, and his heart skipped a beat——

Yanhe stayed at home for six years, and his beloved daughter Yu'er was in memory of her.Below is the inscription and seal of Mr. Sang Nanye.

Love female fish?Does King Ning actually have a daughter?Yan Zheng's heart was beating like a drum, especially when his eyes fell on the girl's face again, the strange sense of familiarity when looking at the girl's facial features gradually became clear, and the horror and tremor in his heart slowly settled... Is it so?

He is familiar with King Ning's painting style, and the small habits that others may not notice when King Ning paints. After carefully looking at them one by one, he confirmed that the painting was indeed made by King Ning Xiao Yan.

The sixth year of Yanhe...it was the time when he lived in seclusion in the south of the Yangtze River.However, it was recorded in the file that King Ning clearly had only his only son, Xiao Rang, who lost his trace in the year when King Ning's rebellion happened, and was never found.As for the daughter... never mentioned at all.

Vaguely, Yan Wanwan's face suddenly appeared in his mind——

"Actually, they tried to get rid of us in a different way, so that they could live in their two-person world. They are old couples, but they still get tired of it."

"I also have an elder brother, but he was lost when I was young. I came to Beijing because I heard that he might have come here."

"Sheep have the kindness of kneeling and breastfeeding, and crows have the feeling of feeding back. What's the situation? It's a pity that the son wants to raise but the kiss does not wait..."

The words that Yan Wanwan said echoed in her ears, and her expression when she said these words came to mind together. The female thief who was very skilled, Zhuo Hua used death as a cover for her, and Zhao Qiang tried his best to protect her. The evidence that she was easily handed over to her, the traces of her being taught well, and those clues that he had discovered long ago and never tried to verify, if this is the case... If this is the case, then they are all right on.

Yan Zheng looked deeply at the girl's face in the painting, and closed his eyes hard...I see.

It was night, and the red lightning tore a hole in the dull night sky, and the wind rushed out of the hole accompanied by the muffled thunder.Immediately afterwards, the lightning followed one after the other, and the muffled thunder followed one another, which was closer and louder than the other, followed by a bang that rang in the ears, and the rain finally began to fall, cleanly and heartily.

But amidst the sound of rain, there was a slight abnormal sound from outside Baozhu Pavilion.

"Who?" In the rainy night, there was a loud shout, and a black shadow flashed from the corridor outside Baozhu Pavilion, followed by several people, chasing together, and went to the bamboo forest.

After they walked far away, a slender black figure that had been hanging under the eaves fluttered down to the ground, walked to the window in three or two steps, turned over, and entered the window. stand up.

There was the sound of rain outside, and the occasional flashes of lightning illuminated the room brightly, and at the same time reflected those clear eyes like morning dew exposed outside the black scarf, it was Yan Wanwan.

With the light of the lightning, she rummaged around the book case lightly and quickly. She had already looked at it when the day came in. If there is any place to hide things in this study, this is the only place left.

Suddenly, she touched a protrusion at the bottom of the desk, a light flashed in her eyes, and after a short pause, she pressed it down.

(End of this chapter)