Seeing that he was so in this way, Jiang Chengjia knew that it was useless to say too much, so he held his sleeve and pulled him to continue looking into the corridor, and said in a gentle voice: "Erlang, look... how happy are they father and son?"

Ning Nanyou looked at the opposite side in the direction of her fingers, and saw Yue Chong squatting in front of Yue Fu, talking nonstop, full of excitement. The middle-aged man opposite, although he looked sick, showed a long-lost smile, and his eyes were kind and the corners of his eyebrows were all kind.

His heart moved, his grief was slightly relieved, he looked at them with all his attention.

Jiang Chengjia took advantage of this and said, "In fact, whether it is the more you admire or the more you regain the general, meeting you at this time is not a blessing. The incident that happened back then has already happened, and no matter how old people who have passed away have passed away, they cannot be saved. But we can make up for the regrets we are now.

For Uncle Yue, being able to see the child he has been thinking about for more than ten years is a joy that he can't ask for in his life. And for Uncle Yue Chong, it is also a blessing to know that his father is still alive in the world."

"You don't have to think that it was because of yourself that they met so hard after many years. That's not your fault. If it weren't for this rotten and dark dynasty, the case of Changfeng rebellion would not have happened, and it should have been a culprit if you blame it. Besides... I think in the past ten years, Yue Chong did not know that his father was still alive, which was a good thing. The poison of fire in Uncle Yue was extremely cruel... very unbearable.

You have never seen it with your own eyes... How terrifying and tragic this poison is when it enters the body. If my brother had not sought a way to treat it, Uncle Yue would not be able to survive. The long-term torture of the illness made him worse than death. It was not until recently that he had improved slightly, and he had better conditions after taking Longhu. Although the fire poison in his body has not been relieved, it has been restrained by the medicinal properties of Longhu and will not occur again in the short term. At least during this period, the father and son do not have to think about what they are next to each other and can speak with peace of mind."

She talked a lot in Ning Nanyou's ear. The man kept silent and stared at the scene behind the carved wall. When he remembered talking to Jiang Chengjia, he saw the girl bypassing the trees in the garden and heading straight down the corridor.

"Sorry, I'm late... I'm really sorry."

She held her hands flat, walked to the Yue father and son dignifiedly and gracefully, and bowed to the two men.

When Yue Chong heard the sound, he immediately wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and stood up, stroked the wrinkles on his clothes, and saluted the girl solemnly, shouting respectfully: "Madam Hou."

Yue Fu sat on the wooden wheel, looked at her with gratitude, and spoke almost at the same time as Yue Chong, but the middle-aged man called out: "Miss Jiang."

When he heard the "Madam Hou" that Yue Chong called, he was surprised and turned his head to look at his son, saying a little surprised: "Xiao Chong, what are you calling Miss Jiang?"

Yue Chong was stunned for a moment before he realized that his father did not know that the Jiang daughter had married Ning Nanyou as his wife, so he wanted to explain, but he heard that the girl spoke first.

Jiang Chengjia admitted openly: "General Yue, I have married into the Marquis of Huaiyin."

She deliberately tried and stared at the middle-aged man on the wooden wheel with a focus, for fear of missing his reaction.

Yue Fu was indeed stunned, his expression became very strange, there was no hatred in his eyes, but a trace of wings rose: "I didn't expect... Miss Jiang actually married Marquis of Huaiyin?"

The girl stared at Yue Fu's reaction and was sure that this person must have some understanding of the truth about the incident that year, and perhaps also knew the mystery of Ning Nanyou's life experience.

"This child Zhaoyuan... has been having a good life these years?" The middle-aged man asked cautiously.

Jiang Chengjia stared at him, smiled gently, and replied softly: "He is very good, General Yue can rest assured."

The middle-aged man was obviously relieved and looked sad: "It's a pity that I can't see him with my body..."

He murmured in a low voice, and the words fell into Jiang Chengjia and Yue Chong's ears, which seemed so desolate. Yue Chong patted his father's shoulder and quickly comforted him: "What's the difficulty? Father... Who do you think I came here for? If it weren't for the lord, I wouldn't have been able to follow the marquis to see you here. At this moment, he is here. You can see him immediately."

Yue Fu listened to his words and looked at the girl in front of him silently. Yue Chong immediately reacted, his face froze slightly, and he looked at Jiang Chengjia and asked carefully: "Dare you ask the lady... can you let the lord meet with your father?"

Jiang Chengjia stared at Yue Fu quietly for a while, and finally turned around and called out at the carved blue wall: "Erlang, aren't you coming out yet?"

Ning Nanyou, who was hiding behind the wall, heard her call, and his body trembled suddenly. He didn't know how to turn his steps under his feet, and he just stood there blankly.

Seeing that the husband refused to show up, Jiang Chengjia walked over and held his hand and brought him to Yue Chong.

She originally thought that Yue Fu did not know the secret of that year, for fear that he would hate Ning Nanyou because of Ning Zheng, so that they would block the meeting between them. But after she had tested it, she knew that this person was also an insider, and the uneasiness in her heart instantly calmed down.

After not seeing him for many years, Ning Nanyou felt deeply guilty about Yue Fu. Now standing in front of him, he felt ashamed and uncomfortable. He was embarrassed and did not even dare to look up.

Yue Fu's slightly cold eyes fell on him and he looked at him quietly.

Jiang Chengjia watched from the side, hoping that the middle-aged man would speak first. But the two of them seemed to have froze, and they both muffled and did not speak.

She didn't dare to interrupt, and Yue Chong didn't dare to say anything, so she had to stay by her side silently.

Until Yue Fu leaned on the back of the wooden wheel's chair and said the first sentence: "Zhaoyuan, you have grown up... and have grown taller. I heard Xiao Chong call your lord just now. It seems that you saved him back then? You must have suffered a lot in your life. Can you stand here and let me take a good look at you?"

This gentle and loving voice made Ning Nan feel numb. He raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man with scarlet eyes.

Yue Fuzai looked at his face carefully, and the figure of his close friend slowly appeared in his mind, which overlapped with the figure of the young man in front of him. He felt a sensation in his heart, and he could only smile, but he was very sad.

After all, this person has gone, and although his blood remains in the world, he still cannot make up for those regrets.

Yue Fu said gently with tears in his eyes, "You don't have to feel ashamed of me. Zhaoyuan, you are the most righteous person in the Huai Palace, very similar to your master. I believe Lu Yu would not misjudgment, so he saved Xiao Chong and brought him to me with you. I knew that your nature has never changed over the years. The grudges of his father cannot involve you, so I don't blame you. On the contrary, I am very grateful to you. If it weren't for you, Xiao Chong wouldn't survive."

He saw through Ning Nanyou's thoughts at first sight and comforted him.

Ning Nanyou stared at the middle-aged man in a daze, unable to say a word.

Jiang Chengjia smiled slightly, and looked at the three men in the corridor with their emotions, but they were not restrained. She then tactfully retreated quietly, leaving room for the three of them to get along.

The girl walked alone to the end of the veranda, looked at Ning Nanyou from afar, and instructed the maids who were waiting nearby and said, "Let the kitchen make some snacks for the three men and take good care of them. Two hours later, let someone lead the Lord and Yue Chong to leave. You all understand the rules, don't I tell you, right?"

Several maids squatted down and saluted: "Please rest assured, so that I will understand the rules of Liuliyuan."

Jiang Chengjia nodded and then turned her feet away. She left Liuliyuan from the secret passage. Xue Bi was waiting in the corridor of the west side courtyard. When he saw her figure, he quickly came up. He looked behind the girl and asked with confusion: "Didn't the two men come out with you?"

She nodded lightly, "I guess they have a lot to say, so I'll come out first to avoid disturbing me."

"Then... the Pavilion Master wants it now?"

"I'll go to Changchun Tower to sit for a while. When they come out, you can just take the person over."

Xue Bi understood what she meant, nodded, and continued to guard the corridor of the side courtyard. Jiang Chengjia walked straight to the screen wall of the west side courtyard.

Outside the Glazed Garden, the sky was blue, and there was not even floating catkins, as if it had washed away the colors, leaving only the magnificent golden light.

Jiang Chengjia sat on the railing of Changchun Tower, staring at the scenery in the yard in a daze. He didn't know how long he had been waiting, but he only knew that it was already evening when he looked up at the sky. Her eyes were astringent, she lowered her head with a little sleepy sleepiness, and leaned against the painted red wooden pillar and fell asleep.

In a daze, her head suddenly hit a soft object. She frowned, opened her eyes and looked to the side with a confused look. A piece of ink silk came into her eyes, and looking down further, she was a slender and thin white hand.

She woke up immediately, looked up, and saw Ning Nanyou smiling gently at him. He had come here at some point, or she slept too heavily and didn't notice it.

Jiang Chengjia muttered twice: "You're finally here, I've been waiting for a long time..."

She stood up swayingly, and her ankles became sore and soft due to long-term kneeling. She couldn't stand firm for a while and threw herself into his arms. So she leaned on him and asked softly: "How are you talking to Uncle Yue?"

She habitually got into his arms and hugged Lang Jun's waist tightly, like a kitten who had just woken up, soft and well-behaved.

Ning Nan raised his eyebrows worriedly, but did not answer Jiang Chengjia's question, but said softly: "A Luo, thank you."

The girl lazily raised her eyelids, put them in his arms, and smiled and said, "No need to thank you between you and me."
Chapter completed!