Xin Yi concentrated slightly.

"So, the problems that Yu Du suffered in Bianjing have a backstory..."

Fu Jiuqu said nothing, said nothing else, and his expression was unclear.

Xin Yi guessed the problem he encountered and wanted to ask if there was anything he could do to help, but Tao Yu's loud voice came from outside.

"Ginger wine chicken soup is here. Hey, why are you all out here, not accompanying my wife?"

With a "shush", she stopped abruptly before she could finish her words, apparently blocked by Xiang Ling.

Fu Jiuqu glanced at Xin Yi, "Drink the soup first, and we'll talk about other things later."

Xin Yi nodded.

Fu Jiuqu stood up, suddenly bent down again, and hugged her.

"Thank you for your hard work, hero mom."

His voice was gentle and smiling, as if the dispute just now had never happened. This made Xin Yi suddenly feel a little sour, a rush of heat rushed into his eyes, and his throat became uncomfortable.

"sorry."

She didn't say why she was sorry, but Fu Jiuqu curled his lips and smiled, holding her whole body in his arms.

"Fool. If you don't like me calling you Eleven, I won't. If you want me to be a cheap father, I will do my best. If you don't want to see me, I will return to my rightful place."

Compared with before, his closeness to Xin Yi was more natural and casual.

A hug and a gentle caress seep into my heart like a trickle, and I get used to it unconsciously.

Xin Yi leaned in front of him, breathing on the crook of his neck. The thin summer shirt could not block the feeling of each other's bodies.

She was motionless.

Fu Jiuqu smiled with dark eyes, half joking and half serious: "I will show up when you need me, but don't say thank you to me, I don't like it."

"Fu Jiuqu..."

"This is not a blame, but a plea. No need to thank or apologize. Please just tell me if you need anything, okay?"

He smiled very relaxedly, and his curved face gave people an innocent feeling, like a clear breeze and bright moon, and he was courteous and considerate.

Xin Yi felt like there was a ball of cotton stuffed in her heart, which made her feel uncomfortable.

"Why are you doing this? Why do you have to tolerate me?"

Fu Jiuqu stroked his cheek and sighed: "Who made you my savior? If it weren't for your persistent love for him, how could I wake up and see such an interesting world?"

Xin Yi couldn't say a word.

Without her unintentional intrusion, would the Prince of Guangling County have definitely died on the Double Ninth Festival, the ninth day of September? And would the man in front of him really sleep forever, neither alive nor dead?

This question has been bothering Xin Yi for a long time and there is no answer.

The two people looked at each other in silence.

After a long time, Fu Jiuqu smiled slowly.

"That's it. OK?"

Xin Yi hummed, "Okay."

Fu Jiuqu hugged her hard and stood up.

"I have something else to do and I'm going out for a trip. I won't be with you and the child."

"Okay." After Xin Yi said this, he felt that his language was weak, so he added, "You must be careful when doing things. I have an intuition that the Yu family is getting closer and closer to the truth. Once you take action, the other party will definitely fight back crazily...

"

Fu Jiuqu smiled, "I can spare it."

Xin Yi looked at the smile on his face and couldn't help but smile.

Fu Jiuqu shook her hand, turned around and walked out of the room. The figure was upright and lonely. Xin Yi felt an inexplicable pain in his heart and slowly closed his eyes.

"Sister, here comes the chicken soup."

Xiang Ling was the first to run in, followed by Tao Yu who was carrying chicken soup.

Both of them had smiles on their faces, but Xiang Ling was the boldest, lying on the side of the bed looking amused.

"What did you do? How did you make my brother-in-law happy?"

Xin Yi's heart warmed, "Happy?"

Xiang Ling nodded heavily and looked back at Tao Yu.

"Tell me, is the prince happy when he goes out?"

Taoyu said: "Of course the master is happy to have a precious son, but the lady doesn't know how nervous the prince is about the little master..."

She told Xin Yi one by one about Fu Jiuqu's love for his children that she had just seen outside.

"My servant entered the palace at the age of ten and has never seen the prince look like this."

Xin Yi smiled slightly, glanced at the soup cup on the tray, "Help me up."

There was only half a bowl of chicken soup in the mouth, so the nurse brought the baby over.

After eating and drinking, the little baby had put on clean clothes, her eyes were closed tightly, her eyelashes were curled, and she was sleeping happily, unaware of what was happening in the world...

Xin Yi held the child in his arms and looked at him almost greedily. From his eyebrows to his eyes, his gaze was like the most precise instrument, scanning his face bit by bit. Then he slowly stretched out his hand, feeling this little baby bit by bit.

Soft baby, touch his eyebrows, nose, cheeks, lips...

So much like his dad.

Witness the power of genes.

But is such a flesh-and-blood person, as Fu Jiuqu said, just a string of codes generated by the system?

She doesn't accept it.

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Mill Lane.

The wind blew on the thatched roof of the yard, making a babbling sound.

Yu Du walked to Yu's door, raised his hand, and almost knocked on the door, but stopped again.

"Mom, I'm leaving."

There was no sound inside.

Yu Du knew that his mother was inside.

He hesitated and was about to speak again when the door opened.

Yu's body was hunched over and she walked out slowly, holding a cloak in her arms, wanting to put it on Yu Du's body.

Her son is too tall and her movements are very difficult...

Yu Du: "I'll do it myself."

Mrs. Yu glanced at him and said nothing, but she was very persistent.

Yu Du had to bend down until the cloak was tied around him, then he smiled slightly.

"There's a big nightclub tonight. If it's too late, I'll stay there and never come back. You go to bed early, be sure to light the candle carefully, and remember to put it out before going to bed."

Yu looked at him eagerly.

As before, he didn't move or speak.

Yu Du smiled slightly, held a folding fan on the table in his palm, turned around and went out.

It was already getting dark. Mrs. Yu sat on the steps at the door, watching her son's figure walking through the cobblestone alley. It took a long time before she returned to the house.

The Yu family's house is at the end of the alley. The backyard is adjacent to the river. There are bushes and trees. It is damp and dark. A rickety old woman slowly walks in holding an oil lamp, and the scene becomes even more terrifying and gloomy...

Light and shadow flicker.

Mrs. Yu didn't stay too long. She plucked out several giant-flowered Aristolochia plants, put them with the roots and flowers in her backpack, pressed them hard, gasped briefly, and slowly returned to the house.

The wooden door closed with a creak.

After a while, the cabin lit up, and a thin and hunched figure was reflected in the shadow of the window.

"I'm old and my bones are no longer functioning properly."

Mr. Yu sat on the edge of the bed and sighed quietly, as if talking to himself or chatting with someone close to him.

Suddenly, she turned her head and patted the bed board.

"It's been a long time since I helped you clean yourself. It's getting hot early today. You can't stand it any longer, right?"

There was no echo in the house.

But she was very affectionate. She slowly curled up her broken body on the bed and gently stroked it against the bed board for a moment, with a smile on her face.

"Don't blame me, it's not that I forgot about you... Some strange people came to Yangzhou, and I had to take care of them."

"You are so kind. You never blame or complain. You just stay with me quietly."

She talked to the bed board like a fascination for a long time, then slowly stood up, carefully took away the quilt on the bed, and then struggled to lift the bed board.

A cool breeze blew over, causing the white hair on her head to fly slightly. The dim firelight reflected on the bumpy face, which was filled with a dreamy and sickly smile.

"I'm old, but you haven't changed at all. You're still as handsome as before..."

Under her bed was a coffin.

The bright red paint surface is already mottled, and there is no cover.

Inside the coffin is a male corpse.

To be more precise, it was a mummy. Wearing a green cloth robe and a hair crown, it suddenly jumped into view and was very scary.
Chapter completed!