Di Xiaoyun looked at the eunuch's leaving figure, thoughtfully, his big bright eyes seemed to be thinking about something.
"Yun'er, Yao'er, take your father down to rest," Mr. Ye's hand holding the imperial edict was trembling. He looked at the sleepy Ye Feng with heartache, and slowly closed his eyes, "Grandpa...
There are other things to deal with."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Ye Yao cried so hard that his face turned pale, and his voice was full of tears, "Grandpa, isn't my little aunt the queen? Why did you let your uncle beat your father? What did your father do wrong? Why did they beat him?
he."
Ye Yun was also crying loudly. They were still young and had no idea why the emperor's uncle treated their father like this.
Dad is obviously so sincere to the empire, why would he hit him...
Mr. Ye's already trembling heart was even more painful. He could not answer Ye Yao's question and had no way to answer it.
He could only place his trembling hand gently on Ye Yao's little head.
"Yao'er, you and your sister will stay with your father first. Grandpa is going to ask someone to treat your father's injury."
Ye Feng's injury was too serious and he couldn't drag it out any longer.
Thinking of this, Mr. Ye's heart became even heavier, and he was completely chilled by the daughter in the palace.
"Grandpa," Rong Hen's eyes fell on Mr. Ye, "The Ye family has me, so there is no need to worry."
Now that he is back, he will not allow his grandfather and the Ye family, who have protected him for many years, to be harmed again.
"Then the Ye family will be left to you for now."
Mr. Ye wiped away his tears, looked back at Ye Feng one last time, turned around, and walked out the door.
The old man's back had become bent at some point, and it seemed that he was unable to straighten his waist as before.
Everyone in the Ye family felt a little sad.
The old general who single-handedly defended the empire back then is so tired. I wonder how the dog emperor wants to oppress the Ye family! Don't you think the Ye family is miserable enough now?
"Rong Hen," Di Xiaoyun turned to look at Rong Hen, "Do you have any paper and pen here? I plan to write a letter."
Rong Hen returned his gaze and said, "There should be one in uncle's study. I'll take you there."
"good."
Di Xiaoyun smiled brightly, his eyebrows curved.
I have to say that her smile is very similar to Di Ling'er's, just as dazzling and brilliant.
After Rong Hen personally brought Ye Feng back to the room, he took Di Xiaoyun to the study.
After Di Xiaoyun walked into the study, he picked up a piece of paper and a pen, lowered his head and started writing.
She frowned tightly, but she never stopped writing. After a moment, she put down the pen, picked up the paper, blew on it, and said with a smile: "It's okay, but I have to get something as a gift."
prove."
After thinking about it, Di Xiaoyun carefully took out a token from the storage bag, put the token together into the envelope, and sealed it.
"You want to deliver a message?"
As soon as Rong Hen turned around, he saw that Di Xiaoyun had already sealed the envelope, and a slight curve appeared on his lips: "Would you like me to send someone to help you?"
"No, no, no, I have a messenger."
Di Xiaoyun blinked her eyes and smiled. Then she turned her gaze to the window and called: "Ah Huang, Ah Huang, come out quickly. If you don't come out, I will stew you!"
Wow!
As soon as he finished speaking, a small yellow bird flew in from the window and landed in front of Di Xiaoyun, with sadness and grievance in its eyes: "Your Highness, can you change my name?
Besides, bird soup is not delicious at all, really.”