Qi Yue Wuyi

Xiao Sulan was sitting on the grass with a book on her lap. She read it intently until a young man in white walked up to him and cast a shadow on her body.Xiao Sulan raised her head and looked at him: "Uncle Long."

"What are you looking at again?" Long Qiuyan knelt down and rubbed Su Lan's hair, Su Lan handed him the book: "Why is there neither grandma's name nor grandma's name on it? "

"Maybe it's the habit of the Yan family. Madam's name is not recorded." Long Qiuyan flipped through the pages, "Look, there is none, isn't it?"

"But, why is there my mother's name?" Su Lan asked curiously.

"Perhaps your father would like to do that."

"Then my father must like my mother very much?"

"Well, it must be."

"Will Uncle Long write in this genealogy in the future?"

"Me?" Long Qiuyan blushed a little, he smiled guiltyly, and rubbed Su Lan's hair, "Silly girl, what nonsense are you talking about? Uncle's surname is Long, why is it written on your family tree?"

"But didn't brother call you father?"

"He is the uncle's son, so of course he calls him uncle and father."

"Come on, he's obviously Su Lan's brother!"

"Yes, yes, he is Sulan's elder brother, but he has been adopted by his uncle, so he is his son. Is this wrong?"

"Well..." Su Lan frowned, "But it's not fair, my brother has two fathers who love him, and I want to!"

"Doesn't uncle love you?"

"Uncle doesn't love me, and uncle doesn't take me to ride a horse."

"Okay, okay, I'll take you to ride a horse, come on." Long Qiuyan took her hand, "Hey, don't say that uncle doesn't love you anymore after riding a horse."

"Okay! Uncle is the best!"

"Sulan? You're here!" Mei Lanji was relieved to see Sulan sitting in the corner of the woodshed, and walked in, "I'm dying of anxiety, what are you doing here?"

Su Lan hugged her knees and cried sadly. Mei Lanji hugged her and patted her on the back: "Okay, okay, what's so sad? Tell me, don't cry, I feel sorry for you crying."

"Lan Ji, take me away, leave here, go anywhere, leave here, leave here..."

"Sulan..." Mei Lanji patted her on the shoulder soothingly, "What are you talking about, this is your home, although Yan Xiaoqian is a bit...but you still have your father, Yan Bai is still alive .”

"No! He's dead! He should have died a long time ago!" Su Lan suddenly shouted hysterically, "Why didn't he die! Why is he my father! Why isn't he dead yet!"

"Sulan? What nonsense are you talking about, Sulan? He is your father..."

"He's not my father! He's not my father at all! Uncle Long is my father!" Su Lan broke away from Mei Lanji, "No, I don't want to stay here, I want to find my father, find my father... "

"Sulan!" Mei Lanji was pushed to the ground by her, and screamed, "Come here! Hold her!"

"Hey..." The doctor withdrew his hand, carefully put Su Lan's hand back under the quilt, and gently tucked the corner of the quilt, "I'm afraid this girl is..."

"Doctor, is she... crazy?" Xiaoyao Yunge asked worriedly, and the doctor nodded: "I'm afraid she has been stimulated by something."

"This...how is it possible..." Xiaoyao Yunge frowned, "She is fine, what kind of stimulation will she receive..."

"Big brother..."

"Is she still okay?" Xiaoyao Yunge ignored Mei Lanji, staring at the doctor and asked.

"I think this girl was only stimulated for a while, as long as she is careful to let her rest well during this period, she should be fine." The doctor said, "But now I don't know what stimulated her, in case it happens again ..."

"Forget it, Lan Ji, Su Lan will be handed over to you, find a quiet place to hide, if there is something wrong with her appearance..."

"I understand." Mei Lanji wiped the corners of her eyes, "How could this be?"

Xiaoyao Yunge looked at Sulan for a while, sighed and walked out of the room, and saw Nanfeng standing on the corridor holding a booklet in his hand, Xiaoyao Yunge walked over: "What are you looking at?"

"Nothing." Nanfeng said, "Sulan's book."

"She likes to read books on weekdays." Xiaoyao Yunge said, "Give it back to her, maybe it will make her feel better."

"En." Nan Feng walked in, Mei Lanji gave him some advice when she saw him coming in, and went out to decoct the medicine with the prescription. talking about something.

"Sulan, your book." Nanfeng handed the book to her. She took it and glanced at the cover, as if she had been scalded and threw it far away. Nanfeng walked over to pick it up, and saw She shrunk her body even tighter, as if she was afraid of the book: "Sulan..."

"This book! Don't let Uncle Long see it! Give it back to me!" Su Lan suddenly rushed over and snatched the book, and hugged it like a baby, climbed onto the bed and huddled in a corner.

"Sulan..." Nanfeng walked over, but she stretched out her hand and grabbed her hard: "Go away!"

"Sulan, I won't snatch your book." Nanfeng could only take two steps back and spread his hands, "Don't snatch it, I'll keep you far away, okay?"

Su Lan looked at him deliriously, as if she was sure that he would not steal her book, so she relaxed, and Nan Feng asked softly, "Su Lan, who do you think you can't show that book to?"

"No, I can't show it to Uncle Long..."

"Why can't I show it to Uncle Long?"

"Uncle Long has seen it, so he doesn't want Dad." Su Lan said aggrievedly, "Uncle Long will leave after seeing it, so he doesn't want Dad and us."

"Then I'll burn it for you so that Uncle Long can't see it, how about it?"

Seeing Sulan staring at him vigilantly, Nanfeng went out and recruited a servant to bring a brazier, and the brazier was brought over quickly, Nanfeng stretched out his hand: "Come on, Sulan, give me the book, you can do it yourself." It's hot."

Su Lan stared at him uncertainly, clutching the book firmly, Nan Feng said softly, "I'll burn it right here, you see, the doors are locked, I can't escape, I'll burn it for you."

Sulan hesitated for a long time, she seemed to be a bit sensible, and slowly handed the book to Nanfeng, who put the book on the fire, and the flames quickly licked the corner of the book, swallowed it in the blink of an eye, and slowly chewed it into pieces. Ashes, Nanfeng clapped his hands, found a stick and looked through the remains of the book: "Look, it's all burned to ashes, no one can see it."

Su Lan watched suspiciously for a while, then nodded, the door was kicked open suddenly, Mei Lanji held the pill in one hand, pinched her waist with the other to make a teapot shape, pointed at Nan Feng and cursed: "Nan Feng, you are another What are you doing! What are you burning?"

"I helped Su Lan burn the book, what happened to Su Lan?"

"Sulan was a little stimulated and went crazy, uh, by the way, when did you come back?"

"I rushed back from Peach Blossom Township overnight last night. I saw you all go out when I came in. I thought you didn't notice me." Nanfeng said.

Mei Lanji put down the pill and coaxed Su Lan to drink it, she looked better now, probably because of the burning of the book, Su Lan became much quieter: "Su Lan doesn't know what's wrong, it just happened like this all of a sudden , the doctor said to rest well."

"Yes, then you should take a good rest."

"Who said no, no, my elder brother asked me to take her to find a place to recuperate, and I will leave in a few days. By the way, my elder brother should go to the study. Go and say hello to him." Mei Lanji said, "It was a mess just now, I'm afraid I didn't take care of you."

"Understood." Nan Feng responded and went out. When he walked out of the room, he took out a book from his sleeve and flipped through it, "The genealogy of the Yan family? Why is Su Lan afraid of this?"

Xiaoyao Yunge was still sitting in the study, seeing Nanfeng walk in, he asked in surprise, "When did Nanfeng come back?"

"I just went to the backyard to see you and you still greeted me. You knew I was a big brother." Nan Feng said, sitting down and pouring himself a cup of tea, "I went to Taohua Township to do some errands. As for Yan Bai, who knew that he hadn't seen him, their Master Shura was about to come back, and it was late, so he came back early because he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to get away."

"You have already arranged how to get out?"

"I practiced Hua Lufan and Lu Qingwen early in the morning, and asked them to pretend to be silk merchants. Shen Luochuan is really easy to deceive. He really thinks that I, the majestic Jiangnan King, have to come to pick up clothes by himself." Nanfeng said, "Tianhe pretends to be a silk merchant." He went back to Peach Blossom Township just like me, and with his ability, it's not difficult to escape."

"You said you were going to see Yan Bai?"

"Yeah, I guessed he was there. I didn't expect to guess wrong this time. It's strange. If Shura didn't have the real Yan Bai on his hand, how dare he create Shen Luochuan to make Yan Bai still alive?" Nan Feng took a sip of water, a little puzzled, "Or is it locked somewhere else?"

"Perhaps, that means you didn't see anyone in the end?"

"kindness."

"fortunately."

"kindness?"

"No, nothing, I mean luckily you are fine." Xiaoyao Yunge said, "General Taiyu is worried to death."

"By the way, why didn't I see Taiyu? Where did he go?" Nanfeng asked curiously.

"He is worried about going to Taohua Township to look for you." Xiaoyao Yunge rolled his eyes, "You two are like the sun and the moon. You come and he leaves, and you leave and he comes again."

"The sun and the moon? Don't make it sound like we're a couple. I'm just stingy."

"Pfft..." Xiaoyao Yunge spouted out a mouthful of tea, almost choking on it, Nanfeng jumped to the side quickly, "I said what are you doing, watch it."

"Okay, okay, I was wrong." Xiaoyao Yunge smiled, "Okay, let's talk about what to do next. King Miao is holding Bai Wei now, and they are probably planning to use you in exchange."

"I know that, by the way, where is Peng An?"

"I have something to do when I go out, I'll be back later." Xiaoyao Yunge said, "I have found traces of Cang Zhonglan in Seoul in the past few days."

"Cang Zhonglan? Who is it?" Nanfeng asked curiously.

"Feiyun envoy Cang Zhonglan, Yan Xiaoqian's number one confidant." Xiaoyao Yunge said disapprovingly, "He used to be responsible for contacting Xin Zhengwei, but now Xin Zhengwei died, and the body was hung by King Miao at the gate of the camp. Lost Yan Xiaoqian's side."

"Xin Zhengwei is dead? What about Xin Cheng?"

"I don't know, life or death is unknown." Xiaoyao Yunge sighed, "No news is the best news at this time." Seeing Nan Feng's tired face, he suddenly remembered something and said, "Look at me, you I think I'm exhausted from this journey, go and rest, don't worry, Seoul is guarded by Xin He, so it's very safe."

"I see." Nanfeng said, "Brother, if Taiyu has any news, tell me as soon as possible, I have something to tell him."

"I see."

Nan Feng got up and walked to the door, when he reached the door, he suddenly remembered something and stopped: "Brother, who is Su Lan's father?"

"Of course it's Yan Bai, what's the problem?"

"If that's the case, why is her name posted on it with a note?" Nan Feng took out the genealogy book, "Why didn't she and her brother record it in the genealogy? Su Lan, there is a brother."

"So that's it, you read this." Xiaoyao Yunge walked over and took out the genealogy book and flipped through it, "This is Sulan's treasure, I have to return it to her later."

"Brother, you haven't answered my question yet."

"It was indeed Yan Bai who got married, but you were the one who entered the bridal chamber for him." Xiaoyao Yunge looked at him and said with a smile, "Don't look at me like that, it's not like you don't know your own temper. Entered the bridal chamber for him, and even tied him up, who can you blame for this?"

"I..." Nan Feng thought for a while, it seemed to be his own style, but somehow he had a pair of children who were about the same age as him, and he always thought it was weird, "Brother, do they... know?"

"I don't know who the boy is. I only know that he was called Yu'er when he was young. Later, he was adopted by you and sent away. I have never seen him again. Sulan... probably knows." Xiaoyao Yunge Grinning her teeth, "Sulan has liked you since she was a child, so she shouldn't go crazy over this matter."

"I think so." Nan Feng turned around and stepped out the door, Xiaoyao Yunge breathed a sigh of relief, but Nan Feng asked again: "But why is there only people with the surname Yan in the Yan family's genealogy?"