Luo Wei didn't know where he could go. He just walked forward. After walking for a while, he saw a trail covered with fallen leaves. Suddenly, Luo Wei, who was in high spirits, walked down this path, and attentively stepped on the fallen leaves under his feet, listening to the rustling of his feet on the fallen leaves, as if he and Wei Lan walked together a long, long time ago. , the same path in the palace full of fallen leaves, but it doesn't seem to be this one. Luo Wei didn't know how long he walked, until he was a little tired, he stopped leaning against a Metasequoia tree, looked up at the sky, he stood Here, I can still see the fireworks at Lingyuntai. It seems that he didn't get very far. Luo Wei beat his legs. He thought he had walked a long way. Now it has really become a waste, and even the road is not far away.
When standing alone, Luo Wei began to feel in the mood to see the fireworks that were blooming in the sky. The fireworks were really beautiful, but they disappeared too quickly, and it was too late for people to remember them, and they were already extinguished in the sky. I can't understand, why do you need to make this useless thing, just to see how beautiful it is at this moment? It would be better to raise more flowers, at least the flowers will bloom and fall, which will always make florists look at them for a few years.
"Boom-boom, boom-boom..."
Hearing the sound of the small drum in the distance, Luo Wei looked for the sound, and a child walked towards him while shaking the small drum in his hand, kicking the leaves under his feet.
Luo Wei stood in the shade of the tree, the child did not notice that there was still a person standing under the tree, looked back from time to time, or looked up at the fireworks for a while, and then ran towards Luo Wei again.
Luo Wei waited patiently until the child ran up to him, then suddenly asked, "Who are you?"
The sudden sound frightened the child, and the small drum in his hand fell to the ground.
Luo Wei walked out from the shade of the tree and went straight to the child. Looking at the child's clothes, he knew that the child was afraid of being a descendant of a minister's family: "Say it," Luo Wei was in this small child. The child squatted down in front of him and asked the child with a smile, "Whose child are you? Why did you come here alone?"
The child looked at Rowe and said, "Then who are you?"
Luo Wei looked at the big eyes of this child, who was at most three or four years old, but already had some eyes that could be called tax profits, and couldn't help laughing: "I asked you first, in order, should you answer first? And me?"
"I don't know you," the child shook his head and said, "Daddy said, you can't talk to people you don't know casually."
This child is not cute at all, but Rowe doesn't know why, but he just thinks this child is good, "But we just talked so much, don't we know each other?"
The child was stunned by what Rowe said, and looked at Rowe with his little head tilted, a little confused.
"Not a stranger anymore, can you tell me who you are," Rowe continued to coax the child.
"My name is… "
"Ning'er?" A woman's voice came from not far away.
"Mother?" The child heard the shout, and turned to look behind him.
Luo Wei also looked at the place where the sound came from, and then he was stunned. Under the sky full of fireworks, he saw Wei Lan, Yan'er standing beside Wei Lan, and Wei Lan's hands Holding a swaddle, a baby was sleeping soundly in Wei Lan's arm.
"My lord?" Wei Lan finally saw Luo Wei's face after his son turned sideways, and called Luo Wei in a hurry.
Yan'er, like Luo Wei, stood there in a daze, looking at Luo Wei with a panicked expression on her face.
Luo Wei had no intention of seeing Yan'er's expression, he just stood up slowly, his heart was beating violently, if it wasn't for his reason, he could hardly help hugging this man standing not far from him, ten years have passed. Now, Wei Lan's face has more vicissitudes, but it is still the same as he remembers, still as handsome but more powerful.
"Father, mother," the child ran to his parents.
Yan'er didn't know why, but hugged her son.
This time Luo Wei noticed Yan'er's movements and expressions. Was he afraid that he would hurt the child? That's right, in the past ten years, he has been murderous and has a notorious reputation. It's just that this is Wei Lan's son. How could he hurt this child one bit
"My lord," Wei Lan didn't know why, every time he saw this Prince Jin, he could see the unresolved sadness from this picturesque face.
"Lan," Luo Wei lowered his head, and when he looked up again, he had a gentle smile, "We haven't seen each other for a long time."
Wei Lan held her little daughter who had just turned one year old until she reached Luo Wei, and bowed to him as soon as she bowed.
"No need," Luo Wei's hand touched Wei Lan's hand, but immediately as if he was burned, he shrank back and said with a smile, "How can you salute while holding the child?"
"I… "
"Brother Wangye," Yan'er came up with her son's hand at this time, interrupted Wei Lan's words, and called Luo Wei.
"Your Highness," the child looked at Luo Wei curiously this time, "Are you Your Highness?"
"Presumptuous!" Wei Lan saw that her son was talking to Luo Wei no matter how big or small, and he was going to teach him a lesson.
Luo Wei laughed loudly: "You little thing, since your mother called me Wang Ye brother, I am naturally a prince, how can anyone in this world be named Wang Mingye?"
The child stuck his tongue out at Luo Wei and made a face, seeing that Luo Wei and his parents knew each other, the child showed a naughty temperament at this time.
Luo Wei looked at the vivid and changeable expression on the child's face, and felt that the child was more like Yan'er.
"My lord," after Wei Lan's eyes fell on Luo Wei, he couldn't move away, "Why are you here alone?"
"What's your son's name?" Luo Wei asked Wei Lan, "How old is this year?"
Wei Lan smiled naively and said, "It's a name given to me by my adoptive father. It's three years old."
"Wei Ning," Luo Wei said as he read the name, "I am peaceful, this name is good."
Wei Lan hurriedly said, "The adoptive father also means the same, and he also said that the lord would like it too."
Luo Wei looked at Wei Lan and smiled. He naturally hoped that this person would live in peace, and everyone who knew his past with this person could know his wish.
Wei Lan saw a flash of light in Luo Wei's eyes, like tears, and hurriedly asked, "What's the matter with you?"
"Then," Luo Wei turned his head sideways, avoiding Wei Lan's inquiring gaze, and asked Wei Lan, "What about this little thing?" He pointed to the little baby in Wei Lan's arms, "What is this little thing called? Is it a daughter?"
"Yes, she is my daughter," Xu Shi said about his daughter, Wei Lan's expression softened, and he said to Luo Wei, "It is also the name given by the foster father, called An An."