I was exiled and I took away my supplies and ran away with my whole family.

Shen Xingmian nodded with satisfaction and happened to have arrived at the door of her room. He waved goodbye to Xiao Yanyue and went to prepare the next room.

She thought that older people would be more sensitive to the cold, so she prepared a new quilt that was slightly thicker. The mattress was also spread in several layers and was very soft.

But there was no mattress. She checked carefully to make sure there was nothing in the room that did not belong to this era.

I don’t know how they will get along with each other in the future, so it is better not to let them know more about the situation for the time being.

She believed that Daodao would never tell such a thing.

Also, grandma Wanrong should be taking care of her in this room, so where should her husband live? It can't be in this room.

If they were arranged to live next door, wouldn't that mean the couple would be separated?

Forget it, she prepared the basic items first, and let them arrange the rest by themselves. She only needed to tell Daodao that if he needed anything, he could just come to her directly.

His grandmother may be embarrassed to trouble her, but after getting along with her for so long, Daodao must have no problem in this regard.

After tidying up the room, she returned to her kang. The fire had been burned before. As soon as she entered the door, she could feel the warm warmth inside, which was very comfortable.

Shen Xingmian felt that she was getting lazy. She didn't bother to light the kang at all. She just wanted to close the door as soon as she entered the room and hide back in the space immediately.

But her mother didn't allow it. She felt that the room was too cold, so she just helped her add some firewood.

It's good to look at it now. If she stays in the room, she can be found if anyone comes to her.

She waited until dark before going out and calling Xiao Yanyue, and together they went to the address left by Wanrong's grandma.

The area of ​​Yong'an Town is definitely not comparable to that of the capital city, but after all, it is a town, and it is still quite big.

They lived in the middle of the front street, while Xiao Yanyue's grandmother lived in the back street. It took about twenty minutes to walk there.

Of course, there was also the snowy weather and slippery roads, which slowed down the pace.

The two of them drove a small tram around the alleys flexibly. In less than ten minutes, they found the yard with a small peach tree at the door.

Although it was winter and all the trees were bare, the branches of the peach tree were obviously different from other trees, and Shen Xingmian recognized them at a glance.

After putting the car back into space, the two of them rolled directly into the yard and knocked lightly on the window a few times.

There was movement inside soon. Liang Wanrong opened the door quickly and greeted them in a warm voice.

When closing the door, she looked around cautiously to make sure no one was following them, and then she safely bolted the door inside.

The old lady inside knew who was coming. Although she couldn't see clearly, she still groped her way to the ground to greet him.

She was so excited that her steps were a little unsteady, and her legs and feet almost gave out and she fell to the ground, but Xiao Yanyue quickly rushed over and helped her.

He looked at the excited old woman in front of him and saw her squinting her eyes, trying to take a closer look at her appearance, and his heart suddenly became very soft.

It turns out that in this world, besides the Shen family, there are still people who are thinking about themselves, and even put themselves in their hearts.

He did not hesitate and called out softly: "Grandma, it's me, Yanyue, I'm here to see you. The child is unfilial. I was afraid of bringing disaster to you, so I kept holding back until now, which made you worry. "

Tears welled up in the old lady's eyes, and her dry and thin fingers touched his cheek, tracing his eyebrows bit by bit. Her lips trembled with excitement, and she choked so hard that her throat was sore and she couldn't make a sound.

When Liang Wanrong saw this scene, she couldn't help wiping her tears and took on the responsibility of being a qualified "mouth substitute".

"Ever since the accident happened to the master, the old lady has been crying so hard that she can't see clearly. After that incident happened... it hurt her body even more. Later, she was worried about the young highness. She came all the way to the north. She was too worried and was afraid that she was about to die. I can’t see His Highness again before, so I’m urged to go to the General’s Mansion every day to have a look, woo woo woo.”

After saying that, she lost control of her emotions and began to cry.

Shen Xingmian looked very sad, and gently patted her back with his hand to comfort her.

In her heart, there is not much class thought. In her eyes, Liang Wanrong is not a slave, but just an elder who is worried about the children in the family.

Seeing how sincerely she cried, the old lady opposite also didn't know what to say for a while.

This is all the fault of the Dog Emperor!

I originally thought that with an emperor on the throne, at least he wouldn't cause too much trouble and make the people's livelihood miserable.

But now it seems that enduring the pain of bereavement is a torture for Xiao Yanyue's family.

Grandpa's family is very peaceful, because they have a lot to do every day, and they are preparing for revenge.

Moreover, their family did not have the status of relatives of the emperor. If they sent troops to attack, in the eyes of the people, they would inevitably be suspected of being dishonest and dishonest.

Therefore, my grandfather and uncle would prefer to stay in the north and develop well, as long as they can withstand the risk of the emperor coming to liquidate them, instead of marching north with troops and proclaiming themselves king.

From Shen Xingmian's point of view, there was nothing wrong with their ideas. Their family had no intention of occupying the throne.

If a diligent person sat in that position, he would be exhausted and would not experience much happiness at all.

Unless you are a mediocre person who just wants to sit on it and enjoy the top-notch life, wine pools, meat forests, three palaces and six courtyards are all arranged.

But if you do that, you won't be far away from being kicked out.

In short, in the eyes of Shen Xingmian and other Shen family members, the throne is like a hot potato. It's not that they can't sit on it, but they feel it's unnecessary.

But for Xiao Yanyue, it should be another story.

According to the original trajectory, the prince succeeded to the throne, and then he, the emperor's eldest grandson, should be his.

Not the despicable person who framed his father.

Seeing the most hated enemy in the world, sitting in the supreme position that originally belonged to their father and son, how does this little boy feel in his heart?

Shen Xingmian simply didn't dare to think about it.

The reason why he practiced martial arts so diligently every day, and didn't say a word when his hand was bruised by the handle of the knife, was probably because of hatred.

She was so distressed.

Such a kind and sensible person should not have to experience such cruelty.

Seeing him in the arms of his only relative, showing a rare expression of vulnerability and pain, Shen Xingmian's heart ached, and she wanted to do something for him.

At least, help him keep this only relative who loves him very much.