"My Murong Yihan is a son of Murong Jin in this life!"
Murong Yihan's words were in the air, over and over again, Murong Jin only felt that his nose was sore and could not say anything.
From Murong Yihan's words, Murong Jin already knows that he is not Murong Yihan's own. The meaning of Murong Yihan's words is that even if Murong Jin is not his own, he still regards him as his own!
And in this life, Murong Yihan has only one son, Murong Jin!
Murong Jin choked and couldn't speak like something stuck in his throat, so he could only sit quietly.
Seeing that Murong Jin didn't speak, the expression on Murong Yihan's face became more solemn, "Jin'er, I know what you are asking, and it seems you know a little too."
"Father, thank you for your care for me for so many years."
What Murong Jin cares most about is whether he is Murong Yihan’s biological person. Although he is not a little lost now, Murong Yihan’s words have moved Murong Jin deeply. "Father, no matter what, you will always be my father."
Murong Jin's eyes turned red involuntarily as he said, and he looked at Murong Yihan with a smirk.
"Good, good! I deserve to be Murong Yihan's son." Murong Yihan smiled heartily and said three good words.
I have never seen Murong Yihan smiling so boldly, and Murong Jin is also happy from the heart.
"Before my father came to you, I went to see the nanny. The nanny told me everything he knew. Can you tell me what my mother is?" This is what Murong Jin promised the nanny to ask. As for the biological Concerning his father, Murong Jin was afraid that he would be unhappy if he asked Murong Yihan, so he asked his mother first.
Speaking of Murong Jin's mother, the smile on Murong Yihan's face gradually eased a bit, returning to its previous gentleness, and the faint smile at the corner of his mouth was like a spring breeze.
After a long pause, Murong Yihan's deep eyes gradually focused, "Your mother's name is Ye Suxuan. Although she is not a wealthy family, she is also a family of officials. She and I grew up together, and they are also childhood sweethearts. "
Ye Jiaxuan, his mother was called Ye Jiaxuan!
Murong Jin said the name over and over again, but it didn't make any difference.
"That day, your mother gave you to me so that I could protect you. She also asked the maid Wu, who is next to her, to be your nanny, to stay and take care of you. There was no news after that."
There was a trace of grief in Murong Yihan's voice, as if he had been torn apart by someone again, and his face was not very good.
After these words, Murong Yihan didn't say any more, and Murong Jin knew that he would ask about his mother again, and Murong Yihan would not say it anymore.
And knowing that her mother's name is Ye Jiaxuan is already very good, at least she can tell the nurse what her benefactor is. Now in Murong Jin's heart, the nurse is his mother!
"Then, what about my biological father?" Who is he? Where is it
After a long pause, Murong Jin finally asked.
Unexpectedly, Murong Yihan’s face did not change much. Xu Shi really didn’t care if Murong Jin asked this question, or maybe it was something else...
Obviously Murong Yihan would have such a reaction. He knew that Murong Jin would ask like this.
"Jin'er, I can't tell you about your biological father right now, you will know one day." Murong Yihan's face became a little serious, "Remember one thing, I will tell you today. You can't let the third person know about all this. As for your biological father, you must not be impatient. Now you only need to stand still!"
Murong Yihan got up, leaned over to Murong Jin and gave another order before sitting back again.
Seeing Murong Yihan's cautious look, Murong Jin also knew that things might not be as simple as he thought.
As for Murong Yihan's words, Murong Jin firmly believes that Murong Yihan will not harm him.
If you really don't regard him as a son, how can you give him the title of King King
Therefore, Murong Yihan let him stand still, that must be Murong Yihan's reason, "Father, I know what to do."
"Okay, you can go to work first. Recently, there are many things in the house, so you should pay more attention to rest." Murong Yihan nodded, got up and took the book again.
"The boy retired first."
After that, Murong Jin left the courtyard, planning to go to the study to deal with matters.
The eyes of Murong Jin up and down in King King's Mansion were somewhat different, and Murong Jin didn't care about these things, as if he hadn't seen them.
The Accord's study is not small, and it is more than enough to handle affairs. Therefore, Murong Jin chose to stay in the Accord study instead of in the front yard study.
Rong Xun had already arrived at King's Palace before Yi Zhuxiang. Seeing Murong Jin was not in the Accord, he sat on the beam of the room. As soon as Murong Jin returned to the Accord, he came into Rong Xun's sight.
"You are back." When Murong Jin entered the study to process the official documents, Rong Xun's figure also entered the study.
Just sitting down, he heard Rong Xun's voice. Murong Jin thought he was hearing a hallucination, and shook his head and muttered to himself, "Really, is it a mood problem? Obviously the little girl came here early in the morning. Miss her again."
Turning to see the official documents on the table, there are about a dozen of them. Murong Jin can't help but frown. There are so many things to deal with in the morning. I really don't know how Murong Yihan came here before.
With a sigh, Murong Jin took one of the thick documents piled up next to his left hand, put it in front of him, and opened it.
Rong Xun stood aside, watched Murong Jin's self-talk quietly, and frowned. Why is there any mood problem? Obviously he is behind him...
"Brother Jin~" Rong Xun was very anxious about Murong Jin's IQ. Thinking of the purpose of looking for Murong Jin, he let go of the thoughts in his heart, walked to his side, and whispered softly.
"what!"
Murong Jin was so frightened that she dropped the official document in her hand and looked forward blankly, "Is it true that I miss the little girl so much that I always hear her voice."
Speaking of this, Murong Jin bent down and picked up the official document that fell on the ground, opened it, and carefully reviewed it with a writing brush in his hand.
"Murong Jin!"
Rong Xun on the side was completely speechless, and he shouted directly, then patted Murong Jin with a palm.
This palm look has only a three-point strength, even if it is angry, it can't be true.
Seeing that the wind of the palm had reached Murong Jin's face, he slapped it, but Murong Jin's left hand stretched out and grasped it!
Rong Xun was a little surprised, and the two of them looked at each other like this, Murong Jin's big hands were tightly wrapped around Rong Xun's slender hands, and the two of them stopped in mid-air like this.