i am afraid

Noticing Jiang Yan's expression, Yang Yan's heart moved, and then he said casually: "Master is not well, he has been in a coma before..."

Sure enough, Jiang Yan's expression became even more worried. He seemed to want to ask something, but the road soon came to an end. On the far side of the corridor, a tall figure stood there with his hands behind his back.He was immediately overwhelmed with nervousness.

For so many years, his father, who had always thought he had passed away, appeared in front of him like this. Even if he knew it long ago and was prepared for it, he still couldn't believe it. After walking a few steps forward, he realized it later It was found that neither Yang Yan nor Zhou Ping'an followed.

Knowing in his heart that they wanted him and his father to be alone, Jiang Yan became even more nervous, his palms were sweaty, and he could no longer lift his feet after walking a few steps, so he called softly, "Father! ,,Father……"

Jiang Che turned around, raised his eyebrows lightly, and with just such an expression, Jiang Yan's eyes immediately turned red.

How many times, how many times he dreamed back at midnight, he almost forgot what his father looked like, and it was even more impossible to imagine him appearing in front of him so alive.

"Chengyuan is here." He said softly, then lifted his hem and knelt on the ground. The young king saluted with red eyes.

Jiang Che held Jiang Yan's shoulders and brought him up, not letting him kneel down. Jiang Yan opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he didn't say anything. He just stared blankly at Jiang Che's face that was close at hand. After a long time, he stretched out his hand and touched it lightly. Jiang Che sighed softly, held Jiang Yan's hand, and let him press against his cheek.

"Daddy is back, it's all right, everything will pass." Jiang Che said softly, but there was indescribable confidence in his words.

Jiang Yan leaned on Jiang Che's shoulder, his palm still pressed against his cheek, a real temperature that made people want to cry came continuously, Jiang Yan's eyes became redder, and he almost wanted to lie down like he did when he was a child. Wept bitterly in my father's arms, complained to him about all the sadness and helplessness over the years, and told him how difficult it was for him.

However, after all, he had grown up, Jiang Yan quickly pushed Jiang Che away and took a few steps back.

"Father, just now Uncle Yang said that you were seriously injured and have not recovered. What happened?" Jiang Yan looked into Jiang Che's eyes. The eyes of the two were very similar. It was like looking in a mirror for a moment. Yan paused, with a little hope in his heart, that is to say, is there a reason why his father has not come back all these years?Isn't it like he suspected that he had a new love outside and gave up the world for her?

Jiang Yan has developed the habit of not showing his emotions or anger over the years, but facing Jiang Che, he seems to have returned to his childhood, not hiding his thoughts at all, and his expression is so straightforward that people can see it at a glance. Seeing his thoughts, Jiang Che couldn't laugh or cry.

"At that time, it was considered a narrow escape. Daddy hurt his heart, he was no different from a dead person. Fortunately, he retained a trace of anger, and gradually became sober." Jiang Che seemed unwilling to say more about this, but just mentioned it lightly. When mentioning the situation, Jiang Yan nodded again and again.

Jiang Che raised his hand to comb Jiang Yan's messy hair. It was as gentle as smoothing a kitten's fur. Being caressed by his father's big hand was something he hadn't enjoyed for many years. Jiang Yan endured it comfortably. He couldn't help squinting his eyes, which made Jiang Che chuckle.

"Chengyuan has suffered all these years." Jiang Che sighed. His son is considered a noble and precious man. If he had known earlier, how could he let him spend nothing in that tiger and wolf's den, and he was almost useless.

Jiang Yan can hardly remember what kind of life he lived in the past. The life of the emperor is boring and rigid. Every day when he opens his eyes, there are endless government affairs. Sleep more and sleep less, eat more and eat less. He would be severely reprimanded by the group of officials who feared that the world would not be chaotic, but no one said hard work to him, and his eyes were red.

Thinking of the past, his tears almost fell down, but he held back, lifted his robe and knelt down on the ground again, and bowed deeply.

"Father, Chengyuan is incompetent and failed to protect mother and sister. When the news of father's death came, mother was overly worried, but he left within a year. My sister..."

In the middle of speaking, Jiang Yan stopped. Jiang Che lifted him abruptly, looked into his eyes, and said word by word: "You are my son, don't kneel down for them, it's not worth it. They don't deserve it."

Hearing Jiang Che's words, Jiang Yan immediately blushed, out of anger.His mother is his mother, and his elder sister is his elder sister. Besides them, who else can he kneel down for in this world?What does it mean to be unworthy!Could it be that father really has a new love?

Jiang Che interrupted what he was about to ask, looked at him quietly and said, "Mrs. Pei is not your mother, and Changxuan has no blood relationship with you. Her biological father is the old Marquis of Anping."

Jiang Yan opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word. He stared at Jiang Che blankly, as if he felt something was wrong with his ears.

Jiang Che's eyes became sharper, he seemed to be looking at Jiang Yan, and also seemed to be looking at someone through him.

Anpinghou's father, Old Anpinghou, is also a romantic seed. Compared with his son, his father is a little more courageous. He usually doesn't have much beauty, but when he sees Pei Shi, his heart itch is unbearable. But at that time, Pei Shi He was the only one in his eyes. After thinking for a long time, he came up with an absurd statement but it was enough to deceive Mrs. Pei. It was probably because of a guilty conscience. Mrs. Pei was afraid that if he continued to investigate, he would find out something, so he half-pushed and half-did it. After all, he is busy with work, even though Mrs. Pei is still obsessed with him, he is restrained by the "brother's infidelity" that he made up in his head, and old Anpinghou is very cunning with women, these two people are actually like glue.

He had found out some clues before the accident, and he was only going to wait for his confidant to investigate and find a reason to dispose of the adulterer and adulterer. He never thought that they were so courageous and so stupid, and they actually cooperated with Emperor Yuanchu and betrayed them. His driving route and time, intercept him halfway.

Accidentally, he lost everything, but Jiang Che felt that he didn't lose in a strategy, but that as a normal person, he would never guess what was going on in those idiots' minds, let alone understand.

"But, but I..." Jiang Yan's face turned pale. He wanted to retreat, but Jiang Che firmly held his shoulder.

If you have to talk about the difference between Jiang Che's eyes and Jiang Yan's eyes, Jiang Che's eyes are cooler. , Just like the lake with peach petals floating in the south of the Yangtze River in March, the water is bright and the peach blossoms are faint, which makes people feel soft when they see it.

Jiang Che sighed softly, but he couldn't continue. He was a little annoyed at his frankness. He knew Cheng Yuan would not be able to bear it, but seeing him so genuinely sad for that woman, he still couldn't help but want to He exposed the truth fiercely in front of him, but forgot that it was not only the truth, but also the fleshy skin attached to Jiang Yan's heart. If it was torn apart, it would be bloody.

Jiang Che slowly let go of Jiang Yan's shoulders, and Jiang Yan said sullenly, "I came in a hurry, and I haven't had breakfast yet."

Although the mansion is big, there are no waiters. Fortunately, Jiang Yan has gotten used to the days when no one is waiting for him during the time on the road, and he is not too uncomfortable. He drank his porridge with his head down, looking extremely dull.

Jiang Che knew he couldn't push him too hard, but he was still a little depressed, as if he had punched Cotton with his fist, and the familiar feeling of wanting to beat his son welled up spontaneously. This bastard, how much he suffered? He is sitting here drinking the porridge one mouthful after another. If you want to say that he is completely heartless, he doesn't say a word, making people worry and don't know what to say.

Jiang Yan was indeed greatly shocked. For a moment he almost felt that this was an inappropriate joke about the reunion after a long absence, but he was wrong. His father's extremely serious face made him feel panicked, so he could only change the subject clumsily.

Mother is such a gentle person, how could it be?And since the father has already found out so clearly, since the elder sisters are all children born to the mother and others, then he is also very suspicious. Why is the father so gentle to him?A possibility suddenly occurred to Jiang Yan, and Jiang Yan froze.

Could it be that his father suspected him a long time ago, investigated him secretly, and only planned to recognize him after confirming his innocence?

His thoughts were in a mess, and Jiang Yan couldn't tell what he was thinking, so he could only drink the porridge one mouthful after another to cover up his chaotic mood.However, after a while, he was choked because of dual-purpose.

"Drink some water." Jiang Che pushed the teacup in his hand over. Jiang Yan stared at his reddened eyes, fell silent for a moment, and took it.

"I, I have never been choked..." Jiang Yan didn't know what he was talking about, and suddenly said: "I have a good life, really, the emperor's grandfather has treated me very well in recent years, and the second uncle has treated me very well." Well, third uncle is fine, fourth uncle and fifth uncle are also..."

Lost by this clumsy change of subject, Jiang Che didn't know what to say. He sighed and stroked Jiang Yan's hair.

The young man's hair was not soft, but with a frizzy youthfulness. Because of his ascension to the throne, Jiang Yan performed the crown ceremony early. At this moment, the jade crown tied his hair and the brocade belt hung slightly. Not good, but Jiang Che cherishes it very much.

When he was still a child, Jiang Yan liked this kind of touching the most. His big gentle hand gently swept over the soft bun and pinched his earlobe, but now it is very stiff.