Uncle, your squeamish bag is crying and needs to be posted

Si Boheng asked in a calm voice.

"Your father...how much time is left?"

This question is actually very unreasonable, even out of bounds. Although the Si family is a super big chaebol in the Southern Kingdom, they never actively participate in the change of the royal family.

The struggle for that position is only between the cabinet, the military, and the royal family. The plutocrats just need to stand on the right side and make money steadily.

But now the Si family has to participate, Si Boheng understands this, besides, the eldest son should be Yan Rongrong's biological father, and he knows that the eldest son also cares about Rongrong very much, so he has a feeling of closeness to him .

The eldest son was silent for a while, before speaking in a low voice.

"About three months."

Si Boheng hummed lightly.

The main residence of the royal manor, the mansion of the eldest son.

The eldest son sat in the study room, watching Si Boheng's number slowly disappear from the address book on the phone screen, before putting down the phone.

He opened the drawer and took out two photos from it.

The people in the two photos are very young, the top one is Yan Rongrong, and the person in the bottom photo is actually very similar to her, except that the face is slightly wider than Yan Rongrong, and the whole body has a different temperament. They are really alike.

"Yueru, I really didn't expect that our daughter is still alive. She is still alive. You must be very happy, right? The royal family is too tired. It is good for her to be an ordinary person. You also hope that she is an ordinary person." people?"

He rubbed the two photos with his fingers, with a gentle smile on Junya's face, these are the two most important people in his life, and he didn't want that position at first.

Li Yumin can give it to her if she wants, but now, I'm afraid he can't fight, because his daughter is still alive, and he can't let Li Yumin's family dominate.

While thinking about his dead wife and daughter, the phone rang again.

Li Yuzhou picked it up as if he had expected it long ago.

"Brother, Rongrong is here with me. I know you have been very busy since you returned to China, so you haven't had time to see her yet, right? I'll arrange for you to meet? When do you think you have time?"

Li Yuzhou turned cold and his voice was low.

"See what? Why do I want to see? Yumin, I know what you want to do, but it's too clumsy to find me a daughter casually. My daughter died 19 years ago and was taken by Li Hong." We jumped into the river together."

Li Yumin laughed lightly.

"Brother, do you really don't want to see her? But she really wants to see your father. Now she is very dependent on me as an aunt, and she doesn't want to separate from me. Otherwise, I will send you there directly and reunite with you."

"As I said, my daughter is dead."

Li Yuzhou's voice was already tinged with anger, but this made Li Yumin's smile widen even more in Li Yumin's ears.

Her elder brother has always been indifferent, and he was so restless when he met Xu Rong, which exposed his inner urgency and anxiety. Besides, her people had already discovered that there were many people protecting her around Xu Rong, and it must be her Big brother man.

Since she was secretly protecting her but did not recognize her, this made Li Yumin even more sure that she had found the right person, and that this trump card in her hand would be of great use.

"Brother, since you think she is not, then I will help you deal with her."

"Li Yumin, when did you become so insane?"

Li Yumin leaned on the sofa, with a Shen Rui smile on her lips.

"Brother, why are you so excited? An insignificant person."

"She's just an innocent person, why do you implicate her?"

Li Yumin glanced at the stairs, a muscular young man came down with two glasses of red wine, the man was only wearing a pair of underwear, and a bathrobe was loosely wrapped around it.

The strong and slender legs are exposed outside, and the eight-pack abs are undoubtedly revealed.

He handed a glass of red wine to Li Yumin, and sat beside Li Yumin himself, touching her leg dishonestly.

Li Yumin shook the red wine in the glass, and cast him a faint glance.

The man immediately withdrew his hand and hung his head, not daring to move any more.

"go away"

The young man was very obedient and really got up and walked away.

Li Yumin continued talking on the phone.

"Brother, I think we need to meet and have a good talk. My father is seriously ill. The royal family should always make preparations early, right?"

"What if I don't go?"

Li Yumin smiled.

"You are His Highness, the most powerful person in the Southern Kingdom. If you don't come, what can I do? It's just that Rongrong is a little pitiful. Ever since she knew you were her father, she has been looking forward to meeting you every day."

There was the sound of Li Yuzhou's violent coughing and the sound of a water glass being overturned over the phone. A personal attendant hurried in and shouted for medicine. Li Yumin listened quietly without hanging up the phone or urging her.

Li Yuzhou coughed for a long time before subsiding, and then said in a hoarse voice.

"I'll go and send the location to my phone."

In fact, the current situation in the Southern Kingdom is very tense. Although the royal family has done a good job of keeping secrets, the news of the serious illness is still known to many people in the upper echelons.

Fourth Young Master Fang, the cabinet was constantly moving. Compared to them, Li Yuzhou and Li Yumin were the most calm. The other troops were always there for the common people and did not stand in line.

Si Boheng, who was far away in Provence, also started his plan in his heart at this moment.

The first call he received was from Mr. Si, who told him about the current situation, followed by news from the Eldest Young Master Fang, and then the Eldest Young Master called himself.

Three months, he only has three months.

Sitting alone in the night for a long time, he has been looking at the distant sky. Although the sky is dark, there is still a crescent moon hanging, and the dawn will eventually come.

He stood up and turned back to the castle.

The little girl must have been wronged just now. He saw her hands and feet standing at the door were cold, so he couldn't control himself and spoke louder.

Sighing, he went straight upstairs.

Walking to the door of the room, he slowly turned the doorknob. Although it was very light, it was still unavoidable to make a sound.

He pushed the door open and went in, then turned around and closed it gently.

The room was very dark, no lights were turned on, and a figure was curled up on the bed. When Si Boheng approached, he found that she was not even covered with a quilt, so he immediately forgot to act lightly.

Quickly squatted down to touch her, sure enough, it was cold.

He pulled the quilt over to cover her, and Yan Rongrong wrapped her up immediately, wrapped her arms around his waist, and shrank her whole body into his arms.

"I was wrong, I won't do it next time."

Si Boheng grabbed the quilt, and hearing the girl's muffled voice, the anger in his heart was gone, he tried his best to speak in a calm voice.

"Why don't you cover yourself with a quilt?"

Yan Rongrong hugged him tightly, and arched forward again.

"I fell asleep just now, and I covered it before going to sleep."