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Xia Yan waited anxiously in the small hall, and soon the hall door opened, and Song Yi ushered in a tall, middle-aged swordsman in gray clothes.

As soon as his gaze was met, Xia Yan stood up and bowed immediately.

"Don't dare." The swordsman supported him and said, "I heard from Chief Escort Song that the young master has a noble status, how can I do such a great gift."

Xia Yan shook his head, knelt down resolutely, and looked up at the swordsman, "The hero has protected my mother for many years. He is my mother and my benefactor. If I don't thank you, I will feel uneasy." He kowtowed persistently.

The swordsman sighed, and said sadly: "I can only borrow from unknown people in the rivers and lakes, let alone save Yueyao from life and death. I can't bear the name of a hero and benefactor. If you say that, I deserve to die." Apologize."

"Meeting is fate, it was then, and it is now, why bother to talk about what is right and what is wrong?" Song Yi persuaded.

"Boss Song is right!" Xia Yan nodded convincingly, got up and walked to the table, and raised his hand to invite, "Come and sit down quickly. Well, what should I call you?"

The swordsman sat down and said casually: "I have never given myself a name in these years, so I will call myself Wuming."

Xia Yan sat down opposite him and called out, "Uncle Wuming."

He was born beautiful, with clear eyes, and he was attractive at first glance, and such an intimate name made people even more likable.When the swordsman heard this, a smile appeared on the vicissitudes of life.Song Yi backed away, allowing the two to chat to their heart's content.

The swordsman put his baggage on the table and said: "I protected Yueyao for 18 years. After she passed away, I suddenly felt that life was fine, so I went back to her residence and continued to guard some traces of her life. Today The next time I was on a long trip, and I heard that Chief Escort Song knew Yueyao's son, so I sorted out her belongings and planned to entrust Chief Escort Song to pass them on, not knowing that Young Master is here as a guest, it was a pleasant surprise."

"Mother's relic?!" Xia Yan looked at the burden in front of him.

The swordsman nodded, smiled and said, "Open it and have a look."

Xia Yan's heart was agitated, and he untied the bundle, only to see that there was a bamboo flute, a short wooden sword, a few books and some fabrics. Wen Sheng's gown, Wen Sheng's scarf, and the headbands and silk sash worn by the larger boys.

Xia Yan picked them up one by one, watched and touched them repeatedly, and said with emotion: "It turns out that my mother made so many things for me..."

"Yueyao used to do these after finishing her livelihood, but many of them were burned, and the ones left were never sent." The swordsman said.

"Mother must be afraid that I will be discovered." Xia Yan picked up the books, and there was a "Book of Songs" among them, and he jumped up immediately, "Mother also reads "The Book of Songs"! I also read it before!"

The swordsman said with a smile: "Yueyao loves reading very much, and often makes annotations."

Xia Yan opened the book, and saw a lot of neat and beautiful small characters written in the blank space, he said happily: "I will read all the annotations of mother carefully in the future!" He touched the bamboo flute and wooden sword, raised his eyes Ask, "Can mother still play the flute and dance the sword?"

The swordsman nodded, "She is very good at playing the flute. As long as she plays the flute, the birds around will come to listen."

Xia Yan couldn't help but widen her eyes, thinking how amazing it is!

"But sword dancing is not good at it, I can only say that I like it." The swordsman smiled helplessly, then his face darkened, and he sighed bitterly, "How can I judge other people's martial arts? It is ridiculous to dare to overestimate one's ability to be a bodyguard."

Xia Yan knew that he was blaming himself, and hurriedly persuaded him: "Uncle Wuming, don't say that, you were ambushed at that time, and there were many opponents..."

"Even if it is an ambush, even if there are many opponents, if I am strong enough, how can Yueyao..." The swordsman shook his head remorsefully, "My lord, you don't know martial arts, maybe you don't know, let's put it this way, if I can have With half the strength of Song Boss, Yue-Yao should not die."

Xia Yan was startled.

"So I didn't understand it later." The swordsman said, "At first I thought Yueyao was raised by a rich family, until the capital was attacked, especially when I contacted Chief Security Officer Song and his friends, I learned that Yueyao was going to murder her. After Yueyao's people had such a great background, I couldn't understand why the client found me with such ordinary strength."

Suddenly, Xia Yan had many random thoughts in his mind. He tried hard to catch them, but the swordsman said, "You are very similar to Yueyao."

"Huh?" Xia Yan walked out of his thoughts.

The swordsman said: "It's not about the appearance, but the feeling of gestures, and it's not always the same, just counting breaths suddenly, such as thinking about something seriously, or being at a loss, and feeling unscrupulous and from the bottom of my heart. When you are happy, there will be some shadows of her."

Xia Yan said "Oh", nodded happily, and then asked: "What does that mother look like?"

"Very good-looking." The swordsman laughed. "The face is beautiful and the figure is slender. It is very eye-catching when walking in front of people. It is about half a head lower than you, young master."

Xia Yan tried to portray the image of his mother in his mind, thinking that it seemed that his short stature was indeed due to her, and also thought that since it was a gift from her, then he would never feel bad again.

After talking about these times, he felt that he and the swordsman were getting acquainted, so he cared: "Uncle Wuming, where are you going on this long journey? Is it a long time?"

The swordsman said with a smile: "To tell you the truth, I am going to the Underworld, and I will never return when I go."

Xia Yan:! ! !

He stood up in shock, the swordsman signaled him to be calm, and said: "A few days ago, the client contacted me. According to the rules, after I met him, I have to punish myself and apologize."

"The client?!" Xia Yan was even more shocked at the moment. He always thought that the client who asked Jianghu people to protect his mother was Tan Xiang, but Tan Xiang had already passed away!

In an instant, all the clues came from all directions, gathered in one place, and then connected and connected——

The swordsman said that his strength was mediocre, if he really wanted to protect his mother, why would the bodyguard he entrusted be mediocre? !

The swordsman said that my mother often changed the name of her residence, so why did she know her name was Yueyao? !

Before the mother was killed, she didn't even know the existence of the bodyguard. It couldn't have been said by herself, so it must have been said by the client.

Why did the client tell the bodyguards the mother's real name, and why did she not show up after the mother was killed, and only now did she contact her suddenly? !

Xia Yan pressed her chest, gasping for breath——

Only by keeping a person's whereabouts under his control can he be thrown out at the most critical moment.

Only by giving a person's name can a witness be found if a search is made.

Only by sending some bodyguards who are not particularly strong can this person be safe on weekdays, and when encountering a really powerful killer, only...

A dead end.

Concubine Li has been searching for 18 years but has not found her mother. Maybe it's not because she can't find her, but because someone is obstructing her.

Because the timing is wrong.

Concubine Ruoli found her mother a few years ago, killed her on the spot in a secluded place, or devised some more coincidental death methods, who would pay attention, who would pay attention?

Only in the capital, where Tan Ying and even Emperor Jianping knew about killing her mother, could Concubine Li Gui be convicted.

and so……

It's the queen.

The person who entrusted the nameless swordsman and others to protect mother...is the empress.

Concubine Li Gui and Aunt Ning tried their best to pull the queen into the water before they died. Of course they were unwilling, but it is also possible that people who are about to die have good words.

Now that the Queen is contacting the Unknown Swordsman, is she seeing that the matter has calmed down, and she is planning to kill her to silence her? !

The more Xia Yan thought about it, the more frightened she became, and she hurriedly said, "No! You can't go! I, I'll go to the chief escort to discuss it!"

Song Yi was called, and Xia Yan shared his thoughts. Song Yi thought for a while and said, "I think Brother Wuming has to go." He looked at Xia Yan seriously, "Young master has paid so much for revenge, and now the revenge is not finished. Don’t you want to continue? Brother Wuming is going to help you.”

Xia Yan said: "Of course I want to take revenge, but I can't let Unnamed Uncle die!"

"Then you think, if Brother Wuming doesn't go, no one will hunt him down?" Song Yi asked back.

Xia Yan was taken aback.

"Brother Wuming has gone, he can paralyze the enemy, we can do one more thing to ensure his safety."

"What's the matter?" Xia Yan held the teacup tightly and opened his eyes wide.

"Send a letter to Han Mengliu and ask him to help." Song Yi said confidently.

"Then it will drag Brother Ameng and... Big Brother into the water." Xia Yan frowned, "This is not good."

"Hey." Song Yi sighed helplessly, "Why is my son's grasp of power disputes in your family far inferior to that of a quack like me? Don't you know that Han Mengliu and your enemies are only superficially friendly, but in fact they have already been turbulent. gone."

"Ah?!" Xia Yan was shocked.

"If you don't believe me, you can ask your husband." Song Yi said lightly.

Xia Yan was stunned, it turned out that the battle in the palace was so fierce, but he was the only one who looked like an outsider.

The unknown swordsman followed, "If I can avenge Yueyao, I will go through fire and water."

So he immediately decided to follow Song Yi's plan and send a letter to Han Mengliu, asking the unknown swordsman to go to Beijing, and cooperate with the inside and outside, trying to find a way to find out the big culprit, the empress.

When the unknown swordsman left, Xia Yan gave him his mother's bamboo flute as a gift. The unknown swordsman solemnly accepted it, treasured it carefully, and said goodbye to him earnestly.

Xia Yan thought, the Wuming swordsman must like his mother in his heart.

Although he didn't say it directly, he had a smile on his face when he talked about his mother, and he felt so guilty when he thought of his mother's murder. After his mother left, he guarded her residence and her belongings. Also not afraid of life and death.

If mother's life can be repeated, then even if there is no longer himself in this world, he still hopes that mother can become attached to someone like Wuming Swordsman who really likes her, cares for her, and cherishes her, read books, practice martial arts, and play the flute Travel freely and live a life of peace and happiness.

Xia Yan stayed at the Zhenyuan Escort Bureau, carefully giving birth every day, and sometimes watching the bodyguards practice martial arts.

Bench eagerly followed him to learn, and he also wanted to learn, but his body was inconvenient, so he had to practice archery only.

Song Yi was afraid that he would be bored, so he told him anecdotes about Jianghu every day, talked about the art of darts, and taught him a few less strenuous catching moves.

More than two months later, the unknown swordsman sent back news that he had contacted Han Mengliu and had drawn up a plan, but the client never showed up and kept him waiting.They were afraid to startle the snake, so they held back for the time being, and they were going to see the situation.

Xia Yan waited anxiously, and began to forget about food and drink, and even felt a little uncomfortable in her first pregnancy.

Song Yi was worried about him and hired a troupe to change his mood.But I don't want Xia Yan to disappear after the play is over.

Three days later, a woman with disheveled hair and smeared face slammed the Dengwen drum outside the Xuanwu county government office, and loudly sued her husband for abandoning his wife and son.

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