The air is filled with the scent of high-quality fragrance. Dongfang Shiming found a brazier and lit it. The room quickly became warm.
The two of them found a futon and sat down. The wind outside the door gently flapped at the edge of the door, and the window paper trembled.
Dongfang Shiming sorted out his thoughts. Based on what he knew now, he quickly said:
"My father - perhaps only in name but not by blood, once drove my mother to death."
The origin of the incident is still shrouded in mystery. All I know at the moment is that Dongfang Shiming's mother, who was also the first wife of the head of the Dongfang family, was once violated by a person of unknown origin in an accident - that is, Dongfang Shiming's biological father, and left him with this life. As a result of this tragedy.
Hu was the head guard of Lady Dongfang at that time. After the accident, for the sake of the reputation of the Dongfang family and the fate of his future wife, Hu Wei and the few witnesses at the time made the most wrong decision. That is to hide this matter gently. They once thought that maybe by doing this, the accident would just remain an accident and would pass quietly over time and be forgotten by everyone.
However, no one could think of it. One night's accident unexpectedly led to unpredictable consequences.
Mrs. Dongfang is unfortunately pregnant. It seems like a cruel joke from God. However, at that time, she had no choice but to hide it, and Hu Weishu and others could only continue to tell the lie. At that time, everyone in the Dongfang family, including the head of the Dongfang family, thought that the Dongfang family would have another heir. The tragedy was wrapped up in the cloak of joy and quietly peeled off.
The birth of Dongfang Shiming was unusually peaceful. As the second son of the head of the Dongfang family, he naturally enjoyed endless favor from the Dongfang family as soon as he was born.
However, as him - as a disaster under a lie, everything he possesses in the short term will be reclaimed twice as much in the future.
The peaceful time only lasted until Dongfang Shiming was three years old.
Although the language hides it, despite efforts to conceal it. However, the appearance as a testimony of blood relationship will reveal everything no matter what.
Dongfang Shiming inherited some aspects of his mother's bloodline and once gave him shelter when he was weak. However, as he grew older, his non-native blood made his appearance more and more eye-catching.
Paper cannot contain fire. The hidden dangers based on rumors gradually inflated like a balloon, and eventually made the head of the Dongfang family more suspicious, and erupted mercilessly that day.
As the head of the Dongfang family, the head of the family would never be able to bear such a truth that insults the family's reputation. Also in the freezing cold winter, he invited a group of famous doctors and alchemists to summon his beloved little son.
That complicated and long marriage test seemed to have frozen the entire Dongfang family. That was also the longest period of suffering for the young and ignorant Dongfang Shiming.
As a result, everything naturally fell apart.
Mrs. Dongfang felt ashamed of her husband. Faced with the condemnation and abuse from the whole family, she was unable to accept it all.
The entire Dongfang Family was like a torrential flood. All the excuses were of no help; the trivial facts were crazily devoured by the fermentation of desperate public opinion.
Also at the last minute. Mrs. Dongfang finally found Hu Wei and asked for the last part of her life that she missed.
Then, in the dark night without light. Mrs. Dongfang hid in the woodshed of the Dongfang family and chose to hang herself there, ending her hasty life.
"Uncle Hu Wei has taken care of me for five years." Dongfang Shiming's eyes wandered, "Actually, for me, Shigudukou may be more like my home than the Dongfang family."
Fu Yunge nodded: "Uncle Hu. Alas, this matter is really a complete regret."
After Dongfang Shiming followed Hu Wei to settle in Shigudukou, he met Fu Yunge as a friend not many years ago. Therefore, Fu Yunge also had some impressions of Hu Wei. He thought he was Dongfang Shiming's grandfather.
Dongfang Shiming faced the solemn statue of the god and smiled sadly: "Everything is history. They are not wrong. As a complete outsider of the Dongfang family, what I am doing now is not to make up for it, maybe... just for peace of mind. "
Fu Yunge rarely saw such a look on his friend's face. After understanding these things, he couldn't help but feel sad. It seems that there is really no need to envy Dongfang Shiming's family background.
"My father's last hope is to find out the truth about the past." Dongfang Shiming sighed again, "He has thought about it for so many years. After all, his surname is Dongfang, and this is the only thing I can do for him. For my own sake, of course."
"Is this also a reason why he called you home?" Fu Yunge asked.
Dongfang Shiming did not shy away from this: "Maybe so. He said that he felt guilty for me. Now that he has accepted me again, I should give something back to this family."
"Hmm..." Fu Yunge was speechless and said yes silently.
The cold wind drifted in through the cracks in the door. The two put their hands over the charcoal fire, warming their bodies and minds little by little.
After a moment, Dongfang Shiming seemed to have made up his mind. He stood up and said in a firm tone: "In a few days, I will go to Xiangfeng Temple again. There must be everything I want there."
"Do you need me to come with you?" Fu Yunge also stood up. The fluff on the clothes brushed against my cheek, giving me a faint warmth.
Dongfang Shiming smiled and shook his head: "No. I'll ask you to help take care of my father at home, and by the way, say a few nice words in front of my little sister."
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Poinsettia followed the road and found the Oriental Family. The distance from Yanxueyanting was quite far, and since he had wandered around a lot, it was already a few days later when he arrived.
The gloomy sky is still filled with gloomy clouds. Or maybe everyone has gotten used to it, but the snow is no longer falling, and the freezing air is still solid and extremely hard.
After reporting to the concierge, Poinsettia quickly found Fu Yunge, and the master and apprentice met in Zhenxiang Pavilion after a long absence.
"Don't see Dongfang Shiming. Where did he go?" Poinsettia asked.
"He just left for Xiangfeng Temple yesterday to investigate some things." Fu Yunge poured tea for his master.
"Oh. That's really unfortunate."
Poinsettia took the tea calmly. Open the porcelain cover and gently scratch the floating mist twice, and the fragrance immediately spreads. After thinking about it, he raised his eyebrows and said, "If he needs anything, I can send someone to help."
Fu Yunge sat down next to his master: "Okay, when he comes back, I will tell him...wait, master, send someone...?"
Poinsettia remained calm, and Fu Yunge immediately turned around and asked, "Master, are you in a hurry? If not, you might as well stay a few more days before leaving."
