There is no doubt about this. After all, they are biological father and daughter. They have not seen each other for more than a year. It is understandable that He Zhiran took the opportunity of Mo Jiuye to go to Beijing to come with him to see his father.
But there were some things that Fei Nanyu had to remind him of.
"He Shangshu's situation is not very good now. The Queen's party is trying to win him over with both soft and hard tactics. He Shangshu is an upright person and does not want to join this group of people.
Fortunately, he did not defect to the Queen's Party or join the camp of King Qi and King Rui. Therefore, the Queen's Party has not taken action against him yet.
But this is only the current situation. Once the Queen and her party gain a foothold in the court, He Shangshu's temper will definitely not be used by them.
At that time, the queen will inevitably not eradicate dissidents in order to consolidate her own power, and He Shangshu will be in danger. "
"It's natural. My father-in-law is my wife's biological father. We will definitely not watch him being framed." Mo Jiuye was afraid that He Zhiran would be worried. Although he said this to Fei Nanyu, his eyes remained fixed. Stay with your daughter-in-law.
In fact, even if Fei Nanyu didn't say anything about this situation, He Zhiran could probably guess it.
Especially since she knew her father's upright character. If the day came that he couldn't escape, he would not compromise even if he chose to die.
Just because of this consideration, He Zhiran insisted on following Mo Jiuye to the capital regardless of Mrs. He's dissuasion.
In the exchange with Fei Nanyu, both parties have formed a certain tacit understanding. Even if many words do not need to be said in too much detail, each other will understand each other.
Wanting to understand the situation, Mo Jiuye pulled Hezhi Ranchao to stand up.
"It's getting late, so my wife and I won't bother you too much. I will come to Mr. Fei's place again in three days at most."
"Okay, I'm waiting for news about the Ninth Young Master." Fei Nanyu sent people to the side door where they came in, and watched the two people walk away before turning back.
Mo Jiuye and He Zhiran left Fei Mansion and walked around to avoid the sight of the patrolling soldiers until they reached the backyard of Shangshu Mansion.
Mo Jiuye understood the situation in Fei Mansion, and He Zhiran was no stranger to the situation in Shangshu Mansion.
The two of them also walked around to the backyard. He Zhiran pointed to a location, and Mo Jiuye led her over the wall.
This is the backyard of Shangshu Mansion. He Shangshu has no concubines. The backyard used to be He Zhiran's boudoir and the yard for him and his old wife.
Perhaps because He Zhiran and Mrs. He were not there, the backyard was dark and felt very desolate.
He Zhiran understood He Shangshu's habits. Logically speaking, even if his father was still busy with official duties in the study at this time, there would be servants leaving a light in the courtyard where he was resting.
As a result, she took Mo Jiuye and wandered around the yard. Not to mention leaving any lights, not even a shadow of the servants was seen.
After taking a few steps, He Zhiran stepped on a pebble.
This has never happened before. In such a large family, the servants would not dare to neglect the owner's yard even if they could not clean other places.
From this, we can guess that if she stepped on pebbles here, it must be because no one was cleaning.
He Zhiran didn't see his father in the yard where his parents lived, and he became more and more confused.
However, she did not stay here longer, but pulled Mo Jiuye towards the study in the front yard of Shangshu Mansion.
My father didn't go back to his yard, he was probably in his study.
To her relief, as soon as she stepped into the front yard, she saw light in the study, and He Zhiran finally felt relieved.
But it still surprised her. Although her father had always been honest, the family's expenses were never low.
There are not as many servants in the Shangshu Mansion as there are in other powerful families, but you can often see a few.
Especially tonight, it took at least twenty minutes for her to enter the Shangshu Mansion, not to mention the nursing home, and she didn't even see the watchman.
What exactly is going on?
With doubts in their hearts, the couple seemed to have entered an uninhabited land. There was no obstacle or anyone to avoid along the way, and they came directly to the outside of the study.
Seeing the person standing at the door, He Zhiran finally breathed a sigh of relief.
That man was her father's attendant. She had called him Uncle Feng since she was a child.
Uncle Feng is about the same age as He Shangshu. He has been by his side since childhood and is the person He Shangshu trusts most.
He Zhiran and Mo Jiuye looked around before walking towards the door of the study.
Although Uncle Feng has no martial arts skills, he is a serious person.
Hearing the footsteps, he asked loudly: "Who is it?"
"Uncle Feng, it's me." He Zhiran replied quickly.
"Miss?" Uncle Feng was very familiar with this voice. He had grown up watching the eldest lady.
"Uncle Feng, is father in the study?"
There was a lot of conversation outside the study, and He Shangshu inside also heard it. He didn't know if he had an illusion, but he actually heard his daughter's voice.
Before Uncle Feng could answer, He Shangshu had already opened the study door.
When he looked at the two figures in front of him through the moonlight, he was stunned.
The voice was indeed Ran Ran, but it was clearly two men.
"Who are you? Why are you pretending to be my daughter?"
He Zhiran could tell that his father's tone was not so calm when he spoke.
"Dad, I am Ran Ran. In order to enter the city, my husband and I disguised ourselves."
While speaking, He Zhiran took advantage of the dark moon and high wind to take out a wet wipe from the space, quickly wiped off the makeup on his face, and then spread his hair, completely revealing his true face.
At this time, Uncle Feng also came forward with a lantern.
Under the bright light of the lantern, He Shangshu finally saw the person in front of him clearly.
His voice was choked and lost the majesty He Zhiran remembered.
"It's really Ran Ran. Dad thought he would never see you again in this life..."
Seeing his father like this, tears welled up in He Zhiran's eyes.
She stepped forward and held her father's arm: "Dad, be careful that the wall has ears. Let's go in and talk."
He Shangshu also saw that his daughter was so excited that he forgot that they were still standing outside.
Following He Shangshu into the study, Uncle Feng dutifully guarded the outside.
Everything here is no stranger to He Zhiran, because she has inherited all the memories and emotions of the original owner.
Everything in the study was still the same as she remembered, except that there would have been a thick stack of official documents on the desk, but today there was no such thing.
Just when she was confused, Mo Jiuye had already saluted He Shangshu.
"I met my father-in-law."
He Shangshu thought that the person accompanying his daughter might be his son-in-law, but just now his attention was focused on He Zhiran and he did not look at Mo Jiuye carefully.
At this moment, Mo Jiuye took the initiative to salute and speak, and he began to look at it carefully.
Mo Jiuye did not take off her makeup, and He Zhiran quickly explained: "Dad, my husband and I dressed up like this for the convenience of entering the city."
Even if she didn't say anything, He Shangshu could still hear Mo Jiuye's voice.
