Four quarters after noon.
The royal palace of Laifeng Kingdom, the East Palace has a cloud platform.
"Situ Cejun!"
After lunch, Situ Ye was just about to take a nap when his personal servant Xingyao came hurriedly from outside.
Situ Ye, who had just laid down on the bed, slowly opened his eyes, a trace of sleepiness still on his face. "Xingyao, what's the rush? Didn't you accompany Xiangjun to the Charity Bureau to see her friends? How come you're back so soon?"
A while ago, the news that Tian Zheyi was considered Situ Ye's niece spread like wildfire throughout the Laifeng Kingdom's palace. Even Emperor Nalan Yunzhi heard about it and was very curious about the little girl Situ Ye brought back from Xiangyang Temple.
One day, Emperor Nalan Yunzhi summoned Situ Ye and Tianzheyi. Tianzheyi was lively, lovely, and charming, and Nalan Yunzhi was very fond of her. He was so pleased that he bestowed the title of Sixth Rank Xiangjun on the girl on the spot.
Although Tianzhe Yi's title of "County Lady" held no substantial fiefdom or power, this stipend-bearing title, like a dazzling star in the night sky, illuminated her otherwise ordinary life. For a hunter's daughter, suddenly becoming a noble county lady was an unparalleled honor.
Xingyao saluted Situ Ye, his tone a little anxious, and with a bit of uncontrollable excitement: "My Lord, there is news from the Charity Bureau. Xiangjun's parents are here to see her!"
"Are you serious?" Situ Ye was so excited that he sat up from the bed.
After many days of agonizing waiting, he finally saw Tian Zheyi's parents. He had thought it would be a long time before they arrived, but unexpectedly, news arrived so soon. Tian Zheyi's father, Tianji, was most likely Tianlang's nephew, Tianqi.
As for whether the guess is true or not, you still need to verify it yourself...
Thinking of this, Situ Ye couldn't help but feel a complex mixture of anticipation and nervousness. However, he unconsciously clenched his hands into fists, as if trying to dispel the chaotic thoughts in his mind.
"Xingyao, have someone prepare the carriage. Xinghui, change your clothes."
"Yes, Situ Cejun."
With the help of his personal servant, Situ Ye changed into the court dress of a princess and took a carriage to arrive at his villa in the city at the end of noon, which is now the Charity Bureau.
"Meetings, Situ Cejun."
As soon as Situ Ye stepped into the Charity Bureau, the manager, guards and servants all stopped to greet him.
"Um."
Situ Ye nodded slightly, then turned his gaze to Li Fang who was waiting beside him: "Old Li, where is the gentleman now?"
"Reporting to Situ Cejun, Xiangjun and her parents are now playing with a group of children in the backyard garden." Li Fang responded respectfully.
A moment later, Situ Ye arrived at the backyard garden. Before he even got close, he could hear the sounds of children playing and fighting.
What a joyful sound! To Situ Ye's ears, it sounded like the sound of nature. They laughed and played, as if there were no worries or sorrows in the world.
Excluding those already adopted by their parents or relatives, there are still over 120 children in the Salesian Center. Some are still waiting for their relatives to come and adopt them, while others have become orphans. But at this moment, they are all happy.
As soon as Situ Ye walked into the garden, the children saw him and gathered around him. In the eyes of these children, Situ Ye was a hero who saved them from the brink of death, and he was as tall and mighty as his stature.
The sun shone in the garden, shining on the innocent faces of the children. Their eyes were pure and clean, revealing innocence, and also warmed Situ Ye's heart. Situ Ye smiled and waved to them, and the children also smiled sweetly in response.
Surrounded by children, Situ Ye tilted his head to look toward the pavilion ahead. Tian Zheyi was playing with Xia Qingyi and Ermao. A couple, seemingly a man and a woman, sat at a stone table. The man looked masculine and handsome, the woman gentle and feminine. Their eyes were filled with doting as they gazed at the three children playing.
Looking at the man's face, which bore a striking resemblance to Tianlang's brother, Tianyao, Situ Ye's heart faltered, a cascade of emotions welling up inside him. He had a strong premonition that this man was Tianlang's nephew, Tianqi!
What a face that is!
It was as if a knife and an axe had carved all the beauty into this face. The lines were smooth yet firm, and his handsomeness exuded a masculine aura, as if the warm rising sun was shining into his heart.
Suddenly, Situ Ye seemed to see the shadow of Tianlang's brother, Tianyao. Equally handsome, equally impressive, but compared to the gentle and refined Tianyao, this man exuded a more heroic aura. His eyes were firm and confident, as if nothing in the world could stump him.
Situ Ye's heartbeat quickened uncontrollably, and he felt his hands tremble. His lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but ultimately, he didn't know what to say. He could only stare blankly at the Tianji sitting in the pavilion. Suddenly, time seemed to have stopped.
Various images flashed through Situ Ye's mind. They were the smiles of Tianlang and Tianyao, the laughter of their childhood, and the various interactions they had as they grew up. They were a pair of brothers with a very deep bond. And the man in the pavilion was most likely Tianqi, the son of Tianlang's brother Tianyao.
Situ Ye walked out from the circle of children surrounding him and headed towards the pavilion in front. Every step he took felt as if his feet were as heavy as a thousand pounds.
When we meet our loved ones again, it feels like a lifetime ago. So much has changed that they are no longer recognizable, and even recognizing them is extremely difficult.
"You... are Tianji?"
Situ Ye walked out of the pavilion, interrupting the three children who were immersed in play, and also drawing the attention of the couple who were watching the three children play. His voice sounded slightly trembling.
Seeing the sudden arrival of a distinguished and imposing man, Tianji quickly pulled his wife, Lü Furong, to their feet and bowed to Situ Ye. He nodded at Situ Ye and smiled slightly, saying, "I am Tianji. May I know who you are..."
Scenes from the past emerged in Situ Ye's mind. Although his eyes were wet, he tried hard to control his emotions and not let the tears flow.
"Uncle, you're here!"
However, before Situ Ye could answer Tianji's question, Tianzheyi, who was immersed in playing and seemed to have just discovered Situ Ye, had already stepped forward and affectionately hugged one of his arms, rubbing his face on it, looking well-behaved and cute.
"Uncle... great uncle?"
Tianji's mouth twitched slightly when he heard this, and his eyes were filled with surprise. He was so shocked that the words he blurted out broke.
"No, maybe... you should call me uncle..."
Situ Ye closed his eyes slightly and then opened them again. His voice was low but revealed a sense of fortitude. His piercing gaze seemed to see through Tianji's eyes into his heart.
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