Mo Shang is young

Three months ago, in Luoyi City, Hong Xueqing was once again rejected by Liu Yiyue, and went to the restaurant she frequented to drink in great annoyance.Growing up so big, it seemed that all the things she wanted happened to Liu Yiyue, which made her extremely depressed, and there was no one to confide in at the moment, she suddenly thought, if only Han Zixing was here, at least someone would drink with her!Just when he was depressed, he suddenly bumped into the private room by himself, and was about to slander Han Zixing's territory. It seems that this is nothing more than that, and there are still drunk people making troubles in broad daylight.

Before Hong Xueqing could finish her slander, this person quickly closed the door and sat opposite Hong Xueqing.

"Who are you?" The two stared at each other, Hong Xueqing asked.

"Oh, you haven't seen me, but I've seen you." The visitor was wrapped in a black cloak, and he didn't have long hair but broken hair. His heroic face was serious and unsmiling, which seemed to be exactly the same as Han Zixing's usual expression. That's right, this person is Lin Feng.

"Couldn't you be Han Zixing's subordinate?" Hong Xueqing grew up in the prime minister's mansion, so she can see how active her mind is. If the guy who can play wild on Han Zixing's territory so openly is not his subordinate, she wouldn't believe it if she was killed.

"Yes." The visitor admitted, said seriously, and took out Han Zixing's token from his pocket and handed it to Hong Xueqing for inspection.

"Okay, okay, both of you master and servant are born creditors, aren't you? You act like someone owes you money every day!" Hong Xueqing read the token, put it on the table, and continued to tease with dissatisfaction.

Hearing this, Lin Feng's expression remained the same, he kept his eyes straight, and sat upright.Hong Xueqing tried hard to find any other expression on her face but couldn't do it, so she could only sigh in frustration and said:

"Brother Zixing arranged for you to come to see me, right? Did he have something to do with me?" Now that it is confirmed that it is Han Zixing's person, the title is more casual.

"Yes, but there are too many people here, so it's not a place to talk. Miss Hong, please..." Lin Feng deliberately lowered his voice, and Hong Xueqing suddenly had a bad premonition. If it wasn't a big deal, why would Han Zixing be so mysterious !

"You're here." Hong Xueqing arrived at the agreed manor on time, and someone was already waiting there with a lantern attached.She had seen this person before. When she offered incense in Puji Temple, Han Zixing was accompanied by this woman. She was delicate and handsome, and she looked like an elegant orchid.

"Uh, what's your name...?" Hong Xueqing was a little embarrassed because she couldn't remember the person's name.

"Lengshuang." The voice was also light, but it was not as cold as Han Zixing or Lin Feng's, but it made people feel like a spring breeze.

"Oh, yes, Lengshuang, haha."

"Ms. Hong, come in first. It's cold at night. It's bad if you get wind and cold." Leng Shuang smiled lightly and welcomed her into the courtyard, which also resolved Hong Xueqing's unreasonable embarrassment.

"This courtyard is very elegantly arranged!" Having nothing to say to soothe her tense emotions, Hong Xueqing felt very uneasy at the moment, faintly feeling that she would know some great secret.

"Yes, Baihu takes care of it together on weekdays. Baihu has always had a good eye." Leng Shuang didn't show any impatience, and patiently smiled and answered Hong Xueqing.

From the courtyard gate to the study room, the road seems to be extremely long. With every step, Hong Xueqing's footsteps sink a little bit. This kind of anxiety has accumulated to a certain extent, and she feels that she will run away in the next moment, but Leng Shuang has already Pushing open the door of the study, he turned and invited her.

"Drink a cup of tea to warm up your body first, and the dew will be heavier. Miss Hong must have caught a lot of cold along the way." Leng Shuang's hands are beautiful and fair, with slender fingers, round and full nails, and neatly trimmed, so that Hong Xueqing is really Unable to refuse her kindness, he obediently took the cup of tea.

"Brother Zixing is so mysterious, I have to be nervous!" Hong Xueqing drank a cup of hot tea, and the feeling of nervousness finally subsided a little.

"Your name, Brother Zixing, is not wrong." Leng Shuang took a sip of tea, her eyes were very gentle, but she seemed to be able to see into Hong Xueqing's heart. A person like her who has been in the mall for a long time can always penetrate each other the fastest. psychological defense.

"You will never tell me that I am the illegitimate daughter of the old concubine!" Hong Xueqing was suddenly amused by her own thoughts.

"Oh? Why don't you say it's the old prince's illegitimate daughter?" Leng Shuang didn't expect Hong Xueqing to suddenly mention the old princess, and she smiled a little when she heard her words.

"Think about it, Brother Zixing's personality is [-]% like the old prince, although I have never seen him. If I am the illegitimate sister of Brother Zixing, it can only be the old princess, which sounds more lovely. letter."

Hearing Hong Xueqing's serious and confident guess, Leng Shuang couldn't bear to continue, but she still had to interrupt her:

"Neither, you are my grandfather's cousin, and your biological mother should be my grandfather's biological aunt, the proud generation of the Muyue Dynasty——Han Muyu."

"Han, Han, Han, Han Muyue?" Hong Xueqing seemed to be struck by lightning, her tongue started to get knotted, what are you kidding, that mysterious Han Muyue is her biological mother?

"Yes." Leng Shuang was still smiling, looking at Hong Xueqing tenderly.

Hong Xueqing was a little messy at the moment, she pointed to the tip of her nose and asked again:

"You, you said that I am Han, Han Muyu's biological daughter, did I hear you right?"

"Yes, your biological mother is indeed Han Muyu, the god of war who conquered seven cities in one night."

"No, it's impossible. My father is Hong Ruofeng. My mother died of dystocia when she gave birth to me. How could Han Muzhen be my mother! If my father married such a big man, how could I not know about it!"

"But, the facts are like this. Han Muhao is indeed your mother, but Hong Ruofeng is not your father." Leng Shuang shattered Hong Xueqing's guess just now.

"But my father never told me this, how did you know, how can you prove that I am really Han Muyu's daughter?" Hong Xueqing did not give up, Hong Ruofeng loved her so much, how could such a big thing be possible Why not let her know?

"Miss Hong, do you have a dragon-shaped jade pendant?"

"Yes, but there are many dragon-shaped jade pendants in the world, can they also be used as evidence?"

"First, who in the world dares to use the dragon shape? Second, your jade pendant is made of rare materials in the world; third, that jade pendant was originally a pair, and the phoenix-shaped jade pendant originally belonged to Prince Rui's residence. And the dragon-shaped jade pendant belongs to Han Muyu." Leng Shuang took out a piece of paper from his arms, and a phoenix-shaped jade pendant was clearly drawn on that paper.

"This is?" Hong Xueqing tremblingly took the piece of paper.

"Miss Hong is very familiar with that dragon-shaped jade pendant, then you should be able to see that these two jade pendants can fit together perfectly." Slowly, stripping cocoons has always been Leng Shuang's style.

"Yes, I can see it, but it's hard to guarantee that you didn't lie to me." Hong Xueqing still didn't believe it.

"Your jade pendant should be carried close to your body, and no one else can see it. If you want to fake it to deceive you, it is obviously difficult to achieve. I have said so, and Miss Hong can slowly think about it. Of course, Miss Hong is willing to check it by herself. , I believe that sooner or later the unusual place will be found."

A flash of clarity suddenly flashed in Hong Xueqing's mind, that mysterious person whom she accidentally caught her father and invited into the study for a secret talk seemed like her father called him His Highness?Your Highness, is it not a man, but a woman?No wonder the voice sounded indistinguishable. If it was really a woman, then it was most likely Han Muyu.But this doesn't seem to mean that she is Han Muyu's daughter, no, they seem to have talked about a child, could it be herself?

Thoughts turned a hundred times, Hong Xueqing felt a little tired, Lengshuang thoughtfully added hot water for her, without interrupting her thoughts, until Hong Xueqing looked at her again with probing eyes.

"Master left a letter for Miss Hong. She said, wait until you are sure of your identity before you open it. She also said that she felt familiar when she first saw you. Now I think it must be because of the blood connection. Feel it." Leng Shuang's hand stretched out under the lamp was well-proportioned and beautiful, but Hong Xueqing seemed to avoid it.

It's late at night, but the night seems to have just begun.

The author has something to say: Hong Xueqing: whose child am I?

...not mine anyway.