Inexplicably, He Liangchuan had such a guess in his mind.
Otherwise, Feng Yiyue would not have suddenly chosen to come back this year.
When she first learned that this was Feng Xinwan's tomb, she left resolutely and never came back for ten years.
But now that she chooses to come back, she must know where Feng Xinwan's bones are, and she will want to bring them back after this worship.
Feng Yiyue took He Liangchuan and continued walking forward.
"You are really amazing. You have only been here for one day and they have already told you so many things."
"Sorry Yiyue, I didn't mean to inquire about anything, they also want me to be nice to you..."
"I know what my grandparents are thinking. They just think it's too heavy for a girl like me to bear, and they want you to help me share the burden."
"I know what you're thinking."
"I used to feel really tired. I always asked myself, why should I be Feng Yiyue, why should I be Feng Xinwan's daughter, and why should I bear all this."
"I'm actually a coward. I don't want to face it at all. So after I left here, I followed Yaning into the entertainment industry. In fact, I just wanted to escape."
"No one forced me or condemned me, but I was too young at that time and couldn't tell the difference between good and bad."
"If someone gives me a little warmth, it means everything to me."
So when Lu Zhaoxing gave her a little warmth, she felt that Lu Zhaoxing really loved her and would stay with Lu Zhaoxing no matter what, and would not listen to anyone's advice.
"After all these years of stumbling around, I realized that although I have been escaping, I actually can't let go at all, and I can't lose my responsibility."
"My mother's bones are not here, nor are they in the Tang family."
"Yiyue, if you are willing to believe me, just tell me and I will help you. Don't carry everything alone anymore." He Liangchuan squeezed Feng Yiyue's hand, trying to give her strength.
"I really want to be your arms, your shoulders, your support. Don't be afraid, just choose to believe in me, okay?" He Liangchuan looked at Feng Yiyue very seriously.
There is no way he would hurt her in this life.
Listening to He Liangchuan's words, it was like there was magic power, and she couldn't help but choose to believe it.
Even if the future will make her fall into eternal disaster, she is willing.
"My mother's bones are in the North Star Sea."
He Liangchuan's hand holding Feng Yiyue stiffened. No wonder she wanted to go to Bei Xinghai.
"But don't worry, don't feel embarrassed. I won't go to Bei Xinghai with you. I will get back my mother's bones in my own way, but it won't be good to get involved with you."
After a pause, Feng Yiyue continued.
So Feng Yiyue’s father is from Beixinghai?
"There is a fifty percent chance that this person is my father." Feng Yiyue handed the photo to He Liangchuan.
This was the first time He Liangchuan met his mother-in-law, Feng Xinwan.
Although the two of them were already separated by yin and yang, such impact still made him feel dizzy.
Her eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to Feng Yiyue's, but her eyes are very gentle and seem to be able to tolerate everything.
It's not as sharp and cold as Feng Yiyue is now, like an unsheathed sword.
The little Feng Yiyue was held in her arms, and even through the photo, he could feel her love for Feng Yiyue.
"At first glance, our mother is a very gentle but very strong person." He Liangchuan spoke warmly, looking at Feng Yiyue very seriously.
Feng Yiyue nodded. The mother in her memory was indeed very gentle, but also very strict.
"The glutinous rice cakes made by my mother are delicious, but it's a pity that you won't be able to enjoy them anymore." Feng Yiyue said with a smile.
"Glutinous rice cake?"
"Well, it's really delicious. My mouth is watering just thinking about it now."
Hearing what Feng Yiyue said, He Liangchuan couldn't help but scratch the tip of Feng Yiyue's nose: "Little greedy cat."
He will also learn from it later. If he can't eat what his mother cooks, he can eat what his husband cooks.
"This man..."
"His name is Yu Congshen, but it should be a pseudonym. Maybe you know that there is a person named Yu from a high-ranking family in Beixinghai?"
Feng Yiyue looked at He Liangchuan.
He Liangchuan frowned: "His face is fake, he has been disguised, Yiyue."
