Peerless luthier

Andu, Han Wangfu,

Wang Sanyin brought Zhong Yi to the front hall of the Han Palace and waited.

The tea and snacks were served, both of which were of the highest quality. Zhong Yi took a sip of the tea, and his heart gradually calmed down a little.

Wang San looked at the calligraphy and paintings on the wall blankly,

Not long after, Han Yi came, along with Zhong Han,

The two walked side by side, like two people,

Zhong Yi saw that the two of them were holding each other's hands, Zhong Han's slender plain fingers were tightly wrapped around Han Yi's fingers,

Slowly squeeze the cup tightly,

Han Yi asked Zhong Han to sit at the head, and Zhong Yi stood up, "Daddy..."

"Wait a minute," Han Yi turned his head, looking at Zhong Yi with dark eyes, "I will tell you."

Zhong Yi said coldly: "I'm here to find my father, why do you tell me?"

Han Yi showed a regretful expression, and smiled again: "Maybe, he doesn't know you,"

Han Yi turned to look at Zhong Han, and said softly, "Qing Zhi, look,,"

Han Yi motioned him to look in Zhong Yi's direction: "Do you know him, who is he?"

Zhong Han looked closely at Han Yi, then glanced at Zhong Yi cautiously, then turned to Han Yi again: "...Who is it?"

Zhong Yi: "..."

Wang Sanyin: "..."

Han Yi stroked Zhong Han's cheek affectionately in front of them, then put his arms around Zhong Han's thin shoulders, and said in a deep voice, "They want to take you away,"

"What," Zhong Han trembled suddenly, looking at Zhong Yi and Wang Sanyin in fear: "Don't...don't..."

Zhong Yi looked at Zhong Han's appearance, his heart shrank severely,

He tried to take a step closer and smiled: "Daddy, come home with me, Xiaoyi is back, you don't have to stay here anymore,"

As soon as Zhong Han looked at Zhong Yi, Han Yi squeezed his hand tightly,

Zhong Han was puzzled, and looked sideways at Han Yi,

Han Yi smiled at him,

Wang Sanyin said: "My lord, can I go out and have a chat with the younger generation?"

Han Yi glanced at him: "Go and stay aside,"

Wang Sanyin raised his head, looked at Han Yi coldly, and said word by word, "Your Majesty said, it's not fair enough, it's tantamount to usurpation."

Han Yi laughed out loud,

Zhong Han said, "What are you laughing at?"

Han Yi laughed out tears, bowed his head and said softly, "I'll go out first, you, sit here for a while,"

Zhong Han grasped Han Yi's hand tightly,

Zhong Yi watched from the side, he could see that the current father was very dependent on this man,

Han Yi finally walked out with Wang Sanyin,

Only he and Zhong Han were left in the hall,

Zhong Yi looked at Zhong Han, Zhong Han lowered his head, his slender hands rubbed against the corner of the table, his eyes wandered,

"Daddy," Zhong Yi called him, but Zhong Han was taken aback. His eyes, which were always warm and calm in his memory, were full of doubts, and even looked at him with some fear.

Zhong Yi closed her eyes in pain, sat down on the chair weakly, covered her face, and said in a muffled voice: "Why did it become like this? It's because I didn't listen to your words at the beginning and insisted on staying in Yundi... As a result My mother is gone, and my father has become what it is now, my home! My home has really been torn apart, "

Zhong Han watched silently, feeling a little unbearable, and approached: "You...don't be too sad,"

Zhong Yi raised her head, her eyes were red, and she choked up, "Do you remember me?"

Zhong Han was slightly stunned: "You..."

Zhong Yi took Zhong Han's hand, his hand was still smooth and well maintained, Zhong Yi put his hand on his face, touched it,

"Look, who am I,"

"..."

Zhong Han hesitated very much, and quickly retracted his hand,

However, when he saw Zhong Yi's red eyes, he felt a dull pain in his heart, hesitated again, and gently stroked his cheek with his hand,

Then the forehead, the brow bone, the eyes, the bridge of the nose,

Zhong Han's hands trembled more and more, clear tears began to flow from his eyes, his lips trembled,

Zhong Yi raised her wet eyes and looked at him quietly,

"Xiaoyi..." Zhong Han opened his mouth with difficulty and said hoarsely, "You're back,"

Zhong Yi nodded, with a smile on his face, he said slowly: "Yes, Daddy, I'm back,"

In the courtyard, Wang San stood with his hands behind his back, and Han Yi sat in the pavilion with a gloomy expression on his face.

Wang Sanyin turned around and said, "Uncle Han, if I remember correctly, you told the king that you will not disturb Uncle Zhong's life."

Han Yi glanced at him indifferently: "This is not something you should care about,"

Wang Sanyin said: "Uncle Zhong is sick now, Zhong Yi came to pick him up, why stop him?"

"Hehe," Han Yi smiled sarcastically, "I have always felt that the answer is very obvious, so naturally I am reluctant to let go,"

Wang Sanyin said: "Uncle Zhong was hit hard before, thank you for your care, my father has already sent someone to pick him up,"

Han Yi sneered again: "Wang He is on guard every day." He stood up, his eyes sharp: "He is not afraid, this king has understood his son now,,"

His hostility was too strong, Wang Sanyin couldn't help taking a step back, and said, "Uncle Zhong has a wife and son, why do you..."

"He belongs to my king, always has been," Han Yi roared angrily with black swirls in his eyes, "Anyone who takes him away from my king will die."

"..." Wang Sanyin said blankly, "But you can't do this,"

"What?" Han Yi looked at him coldly, "Even if, in the eyes of the world, this king will take him by force and use tricks to keep him, so what?"

Han Yi looked around the courtyard and said coldly, "As long as he is in this king's mansion, no one can touch him."

After speaking, he threw up his sleeves and left,

Wang Sanyin looked at his back and heard his father's advice to him. Sure enough, a man who has been waiting for years is indeed paranoid and ruthless.

Han Yi pushed the door and entered, but the scene in front of him made his hands tremble slightly,

Zhong Han was hugging Zhong Yi, the two embraced and wept,

Han Yi's face twisted for a moment, and he said, "Why, father and son recognize each other?"

Hearing his characteristic magnetic voice, the two raised their heads at the same time,

Zhong Han stood up and wanted to walk over, but Zhong Yi grabbed his clothes with red eyes, "Daddy,,"

Zhong Han hesitated for a moment, looked at Zhong Yi, then at Han Yi,

Han Yi's face was against the light, and half of his sharp-edged face was hidden in the shadows, making it unclear.

Even so, Zhong Han still walked towards him,

He lightly patted Zhong Yi's hand that was tightly grasping the hem of his clothes, Zhong Yi trembled and shook his head: "No, no..."

Zhong Han walked towards Han Yi, step by step, as if he was walking towards a place that was not very bright, but he still walked over.

Seeing him coming from a distance, Han Yi finally calmed down a lot, and his trembling hands hidden in his sleeves became obedient again.

Zhong Han walked up to Han Yi: "Is it cold outside?"

Han Yi said, "It's not cold,"

"Is it snowing,"

"No,"

Zhong Han nodded, and Han Yi said, "Give me your hand."

Zhong Han was a little puzzled, but he put his hand in Han Yi's palm as he said, dry and warm,

Han Yi lowered his eyelashes, took off the emerald ring on his index finger, put it on Zhong Han's ring finger, and said softly: "Back then, my mother and concubine told me that if I got married in the future, I would wear it On the ring finger of the married person, because it is connected with the heart, "

"Qingzhi, I hope that you can be with me forever and ever, forever,"

Zhong Han opened his eyes wide,

Han Yi looked at him deeply: "Never leave, never give up,"

Zhong Han lowered his head and looked at the emerald ring on his finger. This is Han Yi's inseparable precious item. It turns out that it has such a meaning.

He hesitated slightly, turned around, and Zhong Yi was standing in their shadow, looking at him fixedly,

frozen picture,

Zhong Han turned his head, caressed the jade ring finger earnestly, looked at Han Yi and said, "I hope to win the hearts of one, and the white heads will never be separated."

Han Yi was stunned,

This is what he once wrote in Zhong Han's copybook,

The two looked at each other, as if they saw their young self in each other's eyes,

At the Lantern Festival, Han Yi wrote "On a full moon night, the lights are like daylight, and the moon is more beautiful than Yiren, so I can only be ashamed", but it was passed on to Yanhui,

"No, you have to go get that lantern back,"

"But..." Zhong Han looked a little embarrassed,

Han Yi sternly said, "If you don't go, forget it."

gesture to go,

"Don't, don't... I'll just go,"

One lantern, three people, perfect, only two people,

Han Yi stood in the distance and looked at the pair of lovers, the starlight was behind him, cold and lonely,

Zhumen, bright red like blood,

"You will regret this,"

"what do you mean,"

Han Yi gave him a cold look: "Literally,"

Zhong Han was anxious, turned around and left,

Han Yi looked at his back, and sadness appeared on Li Li's proud face,

Year after year, day after day, he knows that what he wants, he will get,

Emotion is different from material things. When planning to get it, he actually lost himself. Even though he sacrificed so many years, he still enjoys it.

Perhaps, it has already fallen into it,

Zhong Han is by his side, he is not old yet, this is enough,

Zhong Yi turned her face to the side, and slowly turned her back,

He never looked for Zhong Han again,

Wang San was a little puzzled, but Zhong Yi didn't intend to explain,

"why,"

"Why, you want to ask me why I didn't bring my father back,"

"Um,"

"Fulfillment,"

Wang Sanyin looked at Zhong Yi in surprise,

Zhong Yi said indifferently: "I made him perfect, in fact, I also made myself perfect."

He smiled at Wang Sanyin, strode away,

His back is a scarlet cloak, flamboyant and flamboyant, cold and resolute in the cold winter,

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