The carriage slowly drove back to the gate of the Duke's Mansion, and the sound of the iron wheels rolling echoed in the silent mansion.
Duke Wei held the little hand of Xiaoheng tightly, while the old lady held the hand of Xiaoqingyun, and the two of them slowly got off the carriage and headed towards the study.
Qingyun's heartbeat became more and more rapid as his pace quickened.
He stared straight ahead, and the backs of Duke Weiguo and Lu Wu walking side by side came into view.
He felt that the Duke of Wei had become different from before. Even if he loved them in the past, he had never done such an intimate thing with them. Now he was holding hands with Lu Wu.
Thinking of the possibility that was about to happen, an inexplicable panic surged in Qingyun's heart.
If they really revealed that I was not their real grandson, how would I respond?
He knew very well that he was still young and powerless to change the established facts.
His eyes inadvertently swept over the old lady's hand that was tightly clasped around his, and a sense of inexplicable comfort flashed through his heart.
If they really know the truth, but are still willing to hold my hand, does it mean that they can't bear to let me go?
Qingyun quickly weighed the pros and cons in his mind. He didn't know how Duke Weiguo felt about him, but Zu Li's feelings for him were obvious.
Perhaps, he could use this deep feeling to gain a chance for himself.
On the desk in the study, the bag that Lu Qing brought was placed casually there.
The bundle had been opened, revealing the clothes inside.
Several people who entered the study almost immediately cast their eyes on the pile of clothes. After all, the sudden appearance of a pile of clothes in this study full of books, pens, ink, paper and inkstone was really too abrupt.
Heng frowned and stared at the clothes, an inexplicable sense of familiarity surged in his heart.
When they were in the Wuying Sect, on the first day of every year, the sister who was in charge of managing their identity cards and belongings would allow them to see the things they brought with them when they were adopted by the sect.
Therefore, since he could remember, he had seen these clothes four or five times.
His tightly furrowed brows did not escape the eyes of the Duke of Wei, who showed a hint of encouragement in his eyes: "Go ahead, go and have a look."
Heng took a deep breath, strode to the desk, and reached out to grab the clothes.
As he moved, an old smell came to his face, making his memory clearer.
These clothes... yes! He was finally sure that these were his things! They were the clothes he wore when he was a child. When his master rescued him, he was wearing these clothes.
And this longevity lock, you can’t go wrong!
However, a huge question came to my mind: Why did these items appear in the hands of Master?
Heng turned to look at his master with suspicion, only to see that his master and his wife were looking at him excitedly, their eyes full of joy and anticipation.
"Master, Master's wife, these clothes are mine." Heng said slowly, he also had some guesses in his mind.
After all, the word "Heng" on the longevity lock was once mentioned by Master Xu, and it might be his name.
Only Qingyun felt increasingly depressed, as he had guessed it right. Lu Wu was actually the grandson of the Duke of Weiguo.
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