The culprit who caused Shunzi to be covered in blood was lying on the deck of the big ship. Wanyun, who sat on the ground and hugged her knees, had anxiety between her eyebrows, but there were no tears on her face. Her eyes were brightly looking at the stars in the sky, and the stars also reflected in her eyes.

Han Zhenhan took advantage of the girl's head to look up at the starry sky and looked at Xiao Wanyun intently for a long time. Among the stars in the sky, Wanyun was like a fairy. Among the two galaxies between the world, it was quiet and beautiful.

When Tang Wanying felt Han Zhenhan's gaze and turned to look at Han Zhenhan, he didn't know what he was wrong and didn't know where he should be. Han Zhenhan was no longer a young man. When he was studying in the United States, he didn't know how many international friends he had visited. But at this moment, a little girl discovered his gaze and didn't know how to deal with himself.

Taihu Lake went to Lin'an Prefecture and said it was not far away. It was not near. In the water of the Fanxing River, the two sat for a night. Han Zhenhan found that the girl who had been sad and crying every day was a lively and cheerful child with an optimistic nature. She had been dependent on her mother for life. The family was rich and had nothing to worry about to her. If her mother passed away unfortunately, then the girl's innocence would collapse.

After Han Zhenhan's enlightenment, although Tang Wanyun was still worried, she no longer kept crying, especially the moment she burst into tears last night when she burst into tears and laughed, which made Han Zhenhan feel as if she had saved a world.

Han Zhenhan took more than a hundred guards to Tang Wanyun's home according to Tang Wanyun's guidance, and three other large ships were all docked on the edge of Taihu Lake.

It took about ten miles from getting off the boat and taking a bus to Tang Wanyun's house. There was a high-gate mansion next to a small town. You could tell at a glance that it was a wealthy family. The more you walked into this house, the more curious Han Zhenhan became. It was not uncommon for Tang Wanyun's family to be rich. After all, being able to make friends with important officials in the court and allowing Dong Songchen to willingly deliver the inheritance to Tang Wanyun, the owner of the family, is definitely not low.

However, there are few male servants in this house, and the courtyard is built in very unique places. However, sadness is revealed everywhere. Finally, after Tang Wanyun's running pace, Han Zhenhan saw an elegant bedroom appearing in front of him. Why is it said that it is elegant here? You can see it before you enter the house. There are few reliefs of poems left by everyone on the carved railings.

There are also replica carvings of various famous paintings on the corridor. Blows of heat come from the open doors.

"How is my mother?"

The maids guarding the door saw Tang Wanyun greeting him actively, but Tang Wanyun would hurriedly ask her mother's condition. What could the maids know? How dare they talk nonsense even if they know it.

Tang Wanyun ran all the way into her mother's bedroom. After a long time, the sound of crying and wiping tears did not come out. Han Zhenhan also breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the bedroom with a beautiful fragrance of books in his eyes, Han Zhenhan couldn't help but smiled mockingly. Perhaps this was the end of his life and this little Wanyun.

"This is Mr. Han who is the one who the little girl calls me. I wonder what Mr. Han is laughing at?"

Originally, with his back to the door, Han Zhenhan was inevitably worried about gains and losses, so he didn't even hear the footsteps of people coming out. When he turned around, he saw a stunning beauty.

Although his expression and complexion were not very good, it could no longer weaken the beauty of this woman. A ribbon was wrapped around her head, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and her eyes were filled with fatigue and a faint sadness. The eyebrows and eyes were three-point similar to Tang Wanyun.

"Oh...it's nothing. Looking at the poems on the screen, I couldn't help but think of something, which made the owner laugh. It turned out... Miss Wanyun, I've been safe to your side, and my mission has been completed, and Han took his leave..."

Han Zhenhan did not bow or bow, and stood there openly, looking at the mother and daughter with a shocking face in front of him and said, but after Han Zhenhan finished speaking, he found that Tang Wanyun's mother's eyes were full of resentment and desire to look at him, which made Han Zhenhan's body, which originally wanted to turn, froze there.

"Mrs. Tang? Is there any offense..."

"No...it's just you, very much like an old friend, and both look and demeanor are similar..."

It is obvious that Tang Wanyun's mother's nasal voice has a little aggravated, and her expression has also fallen into endless memories.

"Mr. Han is from Dali, and he is a guest from outside. What's more, you have kindness and my daughter, how can you just leave like this? Then our family is so rude. What I know is that Mr. Han is open-minded and does not want to repay his kindness. Those who don't know think that our Tang family has no kindness and is a bastard..."

Han Zhenhan was speechless by Tang Wanyun's mother's words. What would happen if a woman who was extremely beautiful, no matter how smart and clever she could speak? This is definitely a figure at the level of a high-ranking socialite. The famous socialites during the Republic of China influenced the future of several countries.

"Mrs. Tang, I'm so serious, I'm here..."

"What else is there? If Mr. Han doesn't dislike him, please sit in this pavilion for a while..."

Behind him is Tang Wanyun's mother's bedroom. Through Tang Wanyun's long talk last night, Han Zhenhan knew that Tang Wanyun had no father since childhood. Even if he had a father, this woman's bedroom in the backyard of the inner house was not something that outsiders should enter.

Following the direction of Mrs. Tang's finger, Han Zhenhan saw a small pavilion built on the edge of a rockery. When Han Zhenhan went to see the pavilion, Mrs. Tang pulled his daughter over one step ahead.

Tang Wanyun, who arrived beside her mother, had red and swollen eyes and tears on her face, but she could reach the smile from the bottom of her face. When she walked past Han Zhenhan, she secretly stuck out her tongue at Han Zhenhan.

This scene made Han Zhenhan stunned for a moment. Just when Han Zhenhan was still in a daze, a few small steps sounded beside him. Looking left and right, it turned out that there were seven or eight maids, holding copper stoves, food boxes, rice wine, and cushions, and following the mother and daughter to the pavilion.

"I heard from my little girl that in order to save my Wanyun, one of Mr. Han's confidant generals was seriously injured?"

"It's Han's brother..."

"It seems that Mr. Han is also a Confucian general. I heard Wanyun say that you learned from the Queen of the Great Zhou and let women be the master of the world?"

"Yeah, that's right..."

"Mr. Han is just a prince in Dali?"

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