Gu Xiaoran shook her head. "I'm not afraid now."

"Where are you going?" Inside the kitchen, Li Zheng's expression was tense, but he saw Gu Xiaoran turn around, grinning at him brightly:

"Master, I'm going to find my uncle to play."

Li Zheng: "..."

In front of the stream and under the willow trees,

Li Wenqing and Li Wenhan continued to babble.

He Lin squatted down in front of them, smiling as he looked at the little baby.

They look exactly alike, with a cute and cuddly appearance, and are about 60% similar to Shu'er.

If Shu'er knew that she had gained two younger brothers, she would definitely be very happy.

Zhan Yue, sitting on a stone bench under a tree, was massaging her aching arms.

General Li was too ruthless; he was sweating profusely from the pain.

"Young master, where shall we stay tonight?"

"General Li's house," He Lin said without turning his head.

“But…” Zhan Yue was a little scared; he didn’t dare to live under the same roof as General Li.

"Your subordinate would not dare."

"If we don't live there, do you think we have a better place to go?"

Zhan Yue turned her gaze and looked around, her eyes landing on the neighboring courtyard.

I can't help but ask:

Whose yard is that?

He Lin's gaze fell on the house next to the Li family's. The two courtyards had the same layout.

He speculated about the relationship between the two families. Could it be...

Is it Gu Qian's?

"My yard." A child's voice rang out from afar. He Lin turned his head and saw Gu Xiaoran standing in front of him.

He instinctively wanted to go forward, but stopped abruptly because of the dog beside him.

"Jin'er, you're finally willing to speak to your father directly."

"Lightning, go play over there for a while." Gu Xiaoran sent Lightning away and walked towards He Lin.

Behind her, Zhu Juan looked at He Lin, and the imposing aura emanating from him made her feel quite uncomfortable.

She wondered, what exactly was the young master's biological father?

He Lin walked towards Gu Xiaoran, then reached out and hugged her.

Seeing that Gu Xiaoran did not resist, a warm feeling welled up inside him.

"Jin'er, I knew you would forgive your father."

"Uncle, you said you would take me to find my mother, do you still keep your word?" Gu Xiaoran asked.

“Yes, of course it counts,” He Lin nodded.

"Okay, once we help the housewife find her daughter, you can take me to find my mother."

He Lin: "No, let's go find Mother directly." Shu'er is nowhere to be found, but Qiu Yan is still alive and well.

Why?

"The housewife's daughter lives in this village, taking care of Jin'er, along with her master and mistress. We won't find her if we go to Shangjin."

Can it be hidden? No, it can't be hidden. At this moment, He Lin no longer knows what grief is, because he lives in grief every moment.

He Lin's words made Gu Xiaoran frown slightly. "Where is it? I don't see it."

He Lin: "You'll understand when you grow up."

It was that sentence again, a sentence that Gu Xiaoran didn't like to hear: "Xiaoran has grown up."

After thinking for a moment, he added:

"When you find your mother, will you return her to her?"

Gu Xiaoran looked at He Lin with pleading eyes, and that clear, melodious voice made He Lin... feel a pang of sadness.

"Okay." Children always need to be coaxed.

"Very good."

Gu Xiaoran's smiling eyes dispelled the heavy gloom in He Lin's heart.

He Lin's gaze fell on the nearby mountains, on the layers of trees.

"Jin'er, what does your master do every day?"

“My master has a ranch, a very, very large ranch. It is full of the game that my master and father hunt, as well as horses. My master loves to take me horseback riding the most.”