The old man looked solemn. If the third prince was really secretly summoned back to the capital, it means that the emperor did not really give up the third prince to inherit the throne. With the third prince's hatred for Yue'er, Yue'er would not have a way out on that day.

Thinking of this, he immediately said, "I will write a book immediately. You can send it back to Beijing quickly, and let someone reveal the story of the third prince returning to Beijing."

"I'm afraid it's too late, the third prince should have gone back."

"Yue'er..."

The old man was very uneasy. He was no longer afraid of death when he lived to this age, but Yue'er was different. She was still young and had not enjoyed the beauty of the world and could not lose her life.

Seeing his concern, Song Wanyue smiled and comforted, "Don't worry, the emperor is in his prime and will not give way for ten or eight years. The third prince cannot gain power. Naturally, I will not have any worries about my life. As for ten or eight years later, I still don't know who will take that position."

Looking at her clear smile, the old man's fingers moved slightly. He never pursued fame and fortune in his life, nor did he enter the court, but he just didn't want to involve disputes in the court. But now he was a little shaken. He wanted to save his family and Yue'er's lives, and he wanted to live safely and worry-free in a hundred years.

"Does Yue'er have a promising prince?"

“Not yet.”

"What do you think of the Fourth Prince?"

When the old man asked if he had a promising prince, Song Wanyue had already guessed the old man's thoughts. He heard this and smiled with great force, "You should ask your uncle, he is the fourth prince's gentleman."

Fearing that she was suspicious, the old man did not ask again, and pointed at her with a smile, "Ghost Elf."

Song Lin returned to his room. Xu was not here, and he walked around the room anxiously. He was sure that Yue'er must have done something dangerous, otherwise he would not have hidden it from him.

The door was pushed open, and Xu walked in and saw his uneasy appearance, and he became uneasy, "Is something wrong?"

"No, it's okay, Song San is injured, I'm a little worried."

Xu didn't know, and asked anxiously after hearing this, "Are you seriously injured?"

"It's not too heavy. Yue'er said it'll be fine if you raise it for a few days."

Xu was still worried and turned around and wanted to go out, "I'll go and take a look."

Song San and others were only three or four years older than Yue'er, and they were still children in her eyes.

Song Lin was afraid that she would see the clue and was worried, so he stopped her, "He is back and resting, you'd better not go and see it."

"Okay, I'll go to the kitchen and let them cook some light meals."

After saying that, Xu turned around and walked to the bed to get the ball of thread. Mrs. Zhang left, and she couldn't get all four people together, so she couldn't play Ye Zi Card.

Song Lin followed her, wondering how to tell her about her worries, "Mom, aren't you worried about how they were injured?"

"Yue'er just said that a few people ran away on the way to the government, probably because they were injured when they caught the water bandits."

"She, she, she..."

Song Lin wanted to say that Song Wanyue was lying, but he was afraid that Xu would be worried about telling it.

Seeing his strangeness, Xu stopped and looked at him, "What's wrong with you?"

Song Lin didn't know what to say, so he scratched his head anxiously.

"What the hell is wrong with you?"

Song Lin took the initiative, "I don't think things are that simple."

Seeing that he was anxious, Xu put down the ball of thread he had already picked up, pulled him to the table and sat down, looking into his eyes, "His father, Yue'er has her own ideas for doing things. She doesn't tell us that she doesn't want us to worry, so we pretended not to guess anything, so that she felt so at ease."

Song Lin opened his mouth...

"I know you are worried about her, and I am also worried. My mother and grandfather are worried, but we can't help with anything, so we can only rest assured."

Song Lin felt bitter when he heard this. Yes, they couldn't help with anything, whether it was doing business or something else.

"I see."

...

The road behind me was very smooth, and I arrived in Jinling ten days later.

Since receiving the letter from Meng, Meng Yang has been looking forward to it, and in the past few days, he has been asking his old manager to come to the dock to guard it.

The old manager is over seventy years old and has a hunched waist and back. He stayed in the Meng family all his life, watching the Meng brothers and sisters grow up. Because he is old, he has been placed in the mansion by Meng Yang for a long time. In addition to Meng Yang, only he knows Meng. Meng Yang was busy, so he sent him to come every day with two young servants.

As soon as the Xu family's big ship was docked, the old manager saw it and sent one of the servants to come and ask, and he himself walked quickly towards this side.

The servant was very polite, "Is this the ship of the Xu family in Beijing?"

"yes."

After getting the answer, the servant hurriedly ran back, ran to the old manager and helped him with another servant.

The old manager was very excited. He hadn't seen the lady for many years. I don't know what the lady has become now.

"Don't worry about me, you go back and report to the master."

The servant let go of his hands and ran towards the house.

Song Thirty people first came down from the big ship and were arranged on both sides, followed by the old gentleman, Meng, Xu and his wife, Daya, Erya, Jin Hao and Huang Yu.

The old manager looked at him in a flash. The moment he saw Meng, a light suddenly appeared in his turbid eyes: Miss, it's Miss, Miss is back.

A trembling voice, "Miss."

The old voice was filled with uncontrollable excitement. When Meng heard it, he suddenly looked up and saw the old manager, his eyes turned red.

Madam Wu, who was holding her, had her eyes red. She hadn't been home for so many years, and she didn't know how many elderly people at home were left.

"Old sir."

The old manager saluted the old man in advance.

The old man still remembered him and helped him.

The two of them are about the same age, but the old manager looks much older than him.

"Meng Bo."

Meng was so excited that the old manager was filled with tears when he heard it. He thought he would never see the lady again in his life.

"Miss, you're back. I miss you so much."

Meng's eyes became even redder, "I miss you too."

"It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back. After so many years, the lady has not changed at all and is still so beautiful."

Meng held back her tears and smiled at the corner of her mouth, "I am all a grandmother, so where is there any beauty to say,"

"In the eyes of Lao Nu, the lady is always so beautiful."

Madam Wu introduced Xu and Song Lin with red eyes.

The old manager bent over and gave a big gift, "I have met the lady and the son-in-law."

The two hurriedly reached out to support him.

The old manager thanked him, looked behind the two of them, his eyes fell on Da Ya and Er Ya, and asked, "Who is the little lady?"

Both waved their hands, Erya pointed to the boat, "Sister Yue'er is paying the ship."

After her words, Song Wanyue appeared at the bow of the boat, with delicate eyebrows and eyes and white skin as white as snow. She was obviously a teenage child, but she did not have a tender spirit on her body. On the contrary, she had a calmness that was inconsistent with her age.
Chapter completed!