Chapter 505

Gao Cheng was so excited that his nose burst into tears, and he said: "The young master is here, someone from Chang'an has brought the young master."

"They sent it from Chang'an, how could they be so kind? Gao Cheng, is it true? Don't let it be that Wang Jinglue was going to join us before he died."

"No, no, I can't be wrong, that child looks really good-looking. If it weren't for our adults, whose child would look so good-looking? Hey, my lord..."

Fenghuang has already ran out excitedly.

"Shut up!"

A carriage stopped in front of the door, and the driver of the carriage was someone Fenghuang knew well.

Back then, it was him who traveled back and forth between Pingyang and Chang'an to deliver letters for them.

But after that year, when he learned of her disappearance, he never came again.

"Master Murong, do you still remember the little one?"

"Remember, Uncle Fu, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Fu Bo smiled and said, "This time I brought you a person, and it is also the last time I will send you something."

He opened the curtain of the carriage, and a woman came out from inside, holding a one-year-old child in her arms.

That child looks as cute as a porcelain doll, and is really rare and beautiful in the world.

"Awang, here we are, we, Wang, are home."

The woman got out of the carriage with the child in her arms, and recognized Fenghuang immediately.

"The person Madam asked us to find must be you. Lord Murong, Madam Wang entrusted us to send him here. He is the child born to Miss Ayao."

A Yao, a tough man, suddenly burst into tears.

"My lord, let's go into the house first."

Although the sky is high and the emperor is far away, who can tell whether there are eyes around?

Wang Jinglue is dead now, isn't that hurting Mrs. Wang?
The groom and the nanny were exhausted, Fenghuang ordered his servants to prepare a room and food for them to rest, and only came to see him after they had a rest.

"Where's A Yao?"

He still asked his own doubts with difficulty.

"Miss Ayao!"

The groom sighed and said: "To tell you the truth, Miss Ayao has passed away. The madam has always told us to keep it a secret, but now that the child is here, but I don't see my mother, I can't hide it."

Fenghuang used his hands unconsciously, his mind went blank, and he couldn't hear any sound.

The child in his arms was strangled and cried loudly, which woke him up.

"How could it be?" Fenghuang twitched the corners of his mouth with a blank expression, "She told me to wait for her here. She promised me that she would definitely come back, no, I don't believe it."

He suddenly remembered the dream in the sea a few months ago.

Unreal, yet so real.

she left.

"No, she won't go."

Holding the child in his arms, Fenghuang walked out step by step with heavy steps like losing his soul, to the room he carefully arranged in a small courtyard by the sea.

There are flowers that he has spent a lot of time maintaining, glazed tiles that he found as a tribute, and the most beautiful shells that he picked up, and a string of melodious wind chimes made of them.

"The trees in the yard have grown, and the roses are all over the low wall..."

He walked to the ridge of the yard and looked into the distance.

"Standing here, you can see the endless sea and the earliest sunrise every day. The sea is golden and red. Ayao must have never seen it before."

"Here, it's warmer than the north. The flowers in the yard can bloom all seasons. A Yao must have never seen it before."

He was waiting to share so many beautiful things with her, but she never came.

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(End of this chapter)

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