Chapter 50： (1/2)

Yu Nian stopped in a remote palace.

Unlike the palaces in the center of the harem, this place is extremely deserted. Along the way, the walls on both sides of the palace are mottled and peeled off, and the roadside is covered with thick snow, which is an image that has not been taken care of for a long time.

After Jinwang ascended the throne, he dismissed the first emperor's harem, and sealed all the palaces, and the cold palace was naturally the same.

Just after a snowfall last night, Ye Shu asked Yu Nian to stop outside the courtyard and stepped on the soft snow to the wooden door.

The wooden door has been weathered for a long time, and it has not been closed. Standing in front of the door, you can feel the cool breeze coming from the crack of the door.

Ye Shu's heart beat faster for a few minutes. He took a deep breath and pushed open the empty wooden door into the courtyard.

The yard was not as depressed as he thought.

The courtyard is not large. A bare peach tree in front of the courtyard is covered with snow, and under the tree is a stone table and four stone benches. There are only two huts in the yard, and a few potted plants are placed in front of the house, and you can see that they have been carefully trimmed.

Ye Shu walked into the main house directly opposite. The furnishings in it were simple but clean, and there was no trace of dust.

He looked up and saw that the damaged roof in his memory had been patched up, and the windows on all sides were reattached to ensure that the cold wind could not get through.

It is clear that there is no one here for a long time, but there are traces of inhabitation everywhere.

Ye Shu walked into the back room.

No matter how clean it is, it can't change the simple environment here. There is only a hardboard bed in the back room with a thin mattress on it. The cloth has been washed a little white. I don't know how long it has been used, and it is full of stitches.

The living expenses in the palace are distributed regularly and quantitatively by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, but no one will send these to the Lenggong.

In the most difficult time, the original owner can only go to other palaces, pick up things that others don't need, sew and clean them by himself, and barely survive.

Ye Shu sat down at the small table by the window.

The table leg was missing a corner and was cushioned by a small piece of broken tiles. He looked up and saw a faint nick on the wall in front of the table.

They are two simple villains.

The little stickmen sit side by side, the taller one with his arms around the other, smiling happily. The other is relatively introverted, just curving the corner of his mouth shallowly.

All the traces of the growth of the two teenagers have been completely preserved here.

Ye Shu's eyes suddenly became sour.

He got up to go, but his toes accidentally touched the corner of the table.

The small table was light in weight, and was slightly displaced by him, but it revealed what was engraved under the two villains.

That is a handsome line of small print.

——”Ye Shu and Jin Wang, the fifth year of spring.”

Ye Shu froze suddenly.

The height of this row of small prints was just shorter than the table case, so Ye Shu didn't notice it the first time. More importantly, it is not the seal script used by Changlu, but the simplified characters used only in modern society.

The blood color on Ye Shu's face faded quickly. He stood still, his eyes fixed on the line of fine print, and it took a while before he noticed his abnormal heartbeat.

That was... his own handwriting.

This is what he is looking for.

The young Ye Shu used this obscure and unique method to leave a mark that was unique but sufficient to prove his identity.

Ye Shu closed his eyes, breathing for a long time.

Jin Wang did not admit the wrong person.

It is not the so-called original owner, he is the only one who is with him from beginning to end.

Ye Shu closed his eyes, and the tip of his nose was sour.

Suddenly, there was a strange noise outside the courtyard.

The noise came from behind the hut beside, Ye Shu sorted his mind and walked over to follow the sound.

There is not much snow behind the house, and a weedy path extends to the corner, and a small doghouse is built with bricks and straws.

It was made by Jin Wang for the little yellow dog Awang they raised when they were young.

Ye Shufang walked lightly, cautiously walked over and pushed aside the grass in front of the doghouse.

A little yellow dog turned his back to him, holding a piece of bone stolen from an unknown source in its two front paws, chewing joyfully.

As if perceiving someone approaching, the little yellow dog turned his head, his round and dark eyes met Ye Shu's suspicious eyes.

Ye Shu: ”...”

Little yellow dog: ”!!!”

The little yellow dog jumped up with a sound of ”Ah”, and tried to run outside in a panic, accidentally hitting the edge of the kennel and almost collapsing the kennel.

”Woo...” The little yellow dog was so dizzy when he was hit, he staggered to Ye Shu's feet.

Ye Shumo stepped back silently.

The first time the dog barked just now did not sound like a dog barking, but rather like... a human voice.

The little yellow dog shook his head, sat down at Ye Shu's feet, and raised his head innocently: ”...Wang?”

”...” Sounds so guilty?

Ye Shu squinted suspiciously: ”Awang?”

The little yellow dog looked at him: ”Wow.”

This obviously cannot be Awang.

Perhaps it was because they had suffered a lot with the two since they were young. On the eve of Jinwang ascended the throne, Ngawang died and was buried in a green hills and beautiful waters outside the palace.

But this dog looks so much like Ngawang.

The little yellow dog has a pale yellow back, but its abdomen and four paws are snow white. Both its appearance and coat color are exactly the same as Awang.

Ye Shu thought for a while: ”Are you Ngawang's son?”

”...”

The little yellow dog did not answer.

Intuition flashed in Ye Shu's heart, and a guess appeared faintly. He shook his head and muttered to himself: ”Bring it back to Yangxin Hall and ask Jinwang...”

Then he called out loudly: ”Come here!”

”Don't don't!” A young male voice sounded from behind Ye Shu.

Ye Shu looked stiff, turned his head, and the little yellow dog waved his front paws anxiously.

”Just... was you talking?”

Before they could answer, several servants had already pushed in: ”My son, what's your order?”

The little yellow dog said anxiously: ”Don't let them see me!”

Ye Shu glanced at it, turned his head and said inwardly: ”It's okay, you can go out first.”

The servants stopped and said in obedience, ”Yes.”