Yu Wushuang was completely confused. She had not yet recovered from the fact that the old Marquis in the Marquis Mansion was exactly the same as her old man.
"I...I need to be quiet." She withdrew her hand, turned around and left in a hurry.
She needs to give it a good rub.
Marquis Yu put his hands on his hands and looked at the leaving person. His excited face gradually faded away: "She is..."
Just now he called him grandpa affectionately, but in the blink of an eye he felt like he had lost his soul.
"Just be satisfied that my little sister called you grandpa. I've been old for a few days and I haven't even called you brother." Yu Yuanzhao was filled with jealousy.
When the old Marquis heard this, he glared at him and became angry: "Can you compare with me?"
"No, no." Yu Yuanzhao gave up.
Jing Shengze looked at the old man with confusion in his eyes and asked, "Grandpa Yu, how did the little girl recognize you just now?"
"One glance."
"Is it really just a glance?"
"Ang, I didn't even see who it was, and she yelled for grandpa and rushed over."
Jing Shengze was confused again. Even though she was resisting, she recognized Grandpa Yu at a glance. She must have never seen Grandpa Yu before.
Why can you recognize it at a glance?
Is it really the function of blood?
Bloodline... He stared at Yu Yuanzhao and rejected it immediately, no, it shouldn't be bloodline.
"What are you looking at?" Yu Yuanzhao scorned.
Jing Shengze screamed, the bloodline has such great power to be a ghost!
"See you, Mr. Marquis." Song Qian looked at it for a long time before reacting slowly. He put down his crutches and knelt down to salute.
"Who are you?" Old Marquis asked.
"This is Song Qian."
"Hey, you are the one who adopted my granddaughter. Get up, get up." The old Marquis bent down and helped him up personally.
"I don't dare to take it, I don't dare to take it." Song Qian held his cane and said respectfully.
The people in the Jade Marquis Mansion are all well-known figures in Dongyue, and the life of the old Marquis is even more legendary. Anyone who sees it will be a little scared.
"Why don't you take it seriously? If you adopt Wushuang, you will be the benefactor of the Marquis Mansion. How about this, you come with us to Kyoto City. You can choose a house, a car, or a beauty of your choice." The old Marquis was very generous.
"...Mr. Song understands the good intentions of the Marquis. As for Wushuang, I am lucky to meet her."
"I wonder, where did Mr. Song meet my little sister?" Yu Yuanzhao couldn't help but ask.
"It's a long story. Lord Marquis and everyone are coming with me. Let's sit down and talk in detail." Song Qian bent down slightly to make way.
The old Marquis's eyes darkened when he heard this, and he nodded and said, "That's fine."
The original riot in Yancheng took half a month to end with the fighting. After that, they sent many people to look for them, but they could not find them.
A few years later, they only found the daughter-in-law's tombstone, but never saw the child. Because there was a tombstone, they concluded that Wushuang was still alive.
Yu Yuanzhao's steps were a little heavy, and his memory was pushed away again, which really hurt.
The war in Yancheng was something he never wanted to think about again in his life.
Wing room.
When Yu Wushuang returned to the room, she ducked into the space. The pain in her heart became more and more painful, and she could hardly breathe. She looked for the pain medicine and drank it.
He lay on the bamboo bed, trembling all over.
I remember that her angina pectoris only attacks once every one year. Why did the pain start again so soon not long after the last time?
Is it because of the old man?
Thinking of the old Marquis, she felt a little confused. Although the aura was the same, the old Marquis was indeed a person of this era.
His personality seems to be different from that of the old man. Although there are not many similar people in the world, there are some, but they have the same face, smell, and taste, which is a bit unreasonable.