"Probably." Caiyue said, "I heard that Mrs. Jiang recently went to stay with Jiang Xinrou for a long time after returning home, and that Jiang Hai. Do you still remember her?"
"Yes." Ming Wuyou nodded, "I remember, the one sent by the Jiang family branch to help manage the property."
"He recently sent people to buy jewelry on Jade Street several times. He also sent people to search for Jiangzhou desserts in Beijing. The ones he found were all Fu Rou's favorites when she was in the Ming family."
"That's it."
Ming Wuyou dragged his cheeks, "Look at Jiang Hai, he is also an honest and gentle young master. How could he let Jiang Xinrou cause such trouble?"
Caiyue also nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, she is very ambitious. Now I'm afraid she's not harboring any bad intentions. She must be taking advantage of Mr. Jiang. How can she be sincere?"
Ming Wuyou slowly watched the people coming and going on the street, and after a while he said, "What is Jiang Hai doing today?"
"He gets up early every day and is busy in Jiang's shop. He goes back to his mansion very late. He must be in Jiang Ji at this time."
"Well, then let's go to Jiangji and join in the fun."
Ming Wuyou stood up and was about to go downstairs when he saw a simple carriage parked in front of the Baishan Hall. A middle-aged man with extraordinary martial prowess got out of the carriage, who turned out to be the King of War.
The King of War was wearing ordinary people's clothes today, but his temperament was so natural that patients coming in and out couldn't help but look at him twice.
He stopped in front of the Baishan Hall, glanced at the plaque with quite familiar handwriting, and walked into the hall.
Caiyue was stunned for a moment: "War King, why did His Highness the War King come here in person?! Then Miss, are we still going to Jiangji?"
"Are you stupid?" Ming Wuyou couldn't help but poked Caiyue's forehead, "Prepare some tea."
"...Oh!" Caiyue held up the hem of her skirt and hurried to find the tea leaves that Ming Wuyou had prepared.
Ming Wuyou also came out of the private room and met the King of War at the stairs.
The King of War walked upstairs and said calmly: "Your medical clinic is doing well."
"Usually...Father please come in."
"Um."
The two of them were talking, and when they arrived at the private room, the guards who were with the King of War heard the news and were guarding the door.
After entering the private room, the King of War glanced around and found that there were desks and beds inside, so he asked: "Do you sometimes rest here?"
"If there is a sick person who does not return home before noon, he or she will take a nap here."
"You won't be here tonight?"
"Yes, I have to go home at night."
At this time, Caiyue brought tea, and Ming Wuyou personally made tea for the King of War, and asked in a warm voice: "Father, are you feeling uncomfortable when you come today?"
"No." The War King took the cup of tea brought to him.
The tea had an extremely rare light pink color, and the fragrance of the tea was clear and pleasant. It was much better than the fine tribute tea he usually drank.
Ming Wuyou didn't ask further questions and waited quietly.
The War King took a sip of tea and said approvingly: "Good tea."
After he tasted the tea and put the cup on the table, he slowly turned his eyes to Ming Wuyou and said, "Sit down and talk."
"yes."
Ming Wuyou arrived and sat across from the War King, calm and well-behaved, just the way the elder liked him most.
"Aren't you still planning to go back to Prince Zhan's Mansion?" Prince Zhan asked, "The ceremony of recognizing your ancestor and returning to your clan has ended. Everyone in the capital knows that you are the young lady of Prince Zhan's Mansion."
"Don't you like living in the palace and being together as a family?"
When Ming Wuyou saw the War King coming to the door, he probably guessed his purpose, so he was not surprised at this time.
She said: "Of course I like to live with my family, but..."
Previously, she only regarded the four Yun brothers as blood brothers and familiar strangers without any personal feelings.
But now, after getting along with each other, she recognized their identity as elder brothers. Princess Anping is also very kind and makes people feel friendly.
She truly regarded them as her own relatives.
But besides these relatives, she also has her grandfather.
If there is a scale in her heart, then all the relatives in the Zhan Prince's Mansion combined cannot compare to the weight of her grandfather in her heart.
She would rather live with her grandfather in the current Ming family mansion.
Everything here is familiar.
"Mr. Ming, we can live together." The King of War said gently: "I have asked someone to clean up a quiet courtyard in my house."
"Grandpa has lived with me for many years." Ming Wuyou said in a low voice, "I'm afraid that grandpa may not be used to it if I suddenly go to a place with so many people."
As the elderly are getting older, it takes time to re-adapt to the environment of a place.
She didn't want her grandfather to go through trouble for her.
Ming Wuyou then said: "I'd better live outside. Our current house is not far from Prince Zhan's Mansion. If anything happens at the Prince's Mansion, please send someone to report it and I will be there soon."
"..."
King Zhan was silent for a moment, nodded and said, "That's fine. I heard that you and Zimo were unhappy when you were in Jiangzhou?"
"It's nothing, just a little quarrel."
When she was in Jiangzhou before, she did hate Yun Zimo's stupidity.
But in the final analysis, Yun Zimo was just deceived by Fu Rou.
What kind of acting skills and methods does Fu Rou have?
It was because she had even fooled him in his previous life.
Thinking of this, Ming Wuyou suddenly felt that he and Yun Zimo were brothers and sisters, equally stupid.
But who told Yun Zimo to say evil words in the first place!
Ming Wuyou admitted that he was a petty person, and even if he didn't fall out with Yun Zimo face to face, he still had to keep him cold for a long time.
So that he knows not to speak without restraint.
Sometimes, bad words can cut people's blood more than real swords and spears.
If Ming Wuyou was not born in the third generation, and his mind was already so indifferent that he would not be angry with inexplicable people, Yun Zimo's words would not have caused much harm.
The King of War was silent for a while, and he and Ming Wuyou chatted a few more words.
Occasionally I asked about the medical clinic, occasionally about the shipping company, and occasionally about the old man of the Ming family.
Ming Wuyou answered all questions, but his answers were quite satisfactory.
The conversation between father and daughter was so stereotyped that it was boring.
The King of War obviously also felt this boredom, and felt even more powerless in his heart.
He felt ashamed of Ming Ruo and the Ming family, and even more ashamed of Ming Wuyou.
He has never fulfilled his father's responsibilities for a day, and he has never loved and cared for his daughter.
So now that I have found the child, I want to do something to make up for it.
But he had a feeling of powerlessness.
Ming Wuyou didn't seem to need him.
The King of War sat quietly for a long time, and sighed in his heart: "I happened to be passing by today. I have some official duties at the Ministry of War, so I left now."
"good."
Ming Wuyou stood up and said goodbye, "Father, go slowly."
The King of War said "Hmm". I don't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that this "Father" didn't have much emotion.
The moment he got on the carriage, the King of War suddenly thought that there would be no other father and daughter like them in the world.
He was polite and polite, as if he were a stranger. This chapter has been completed!