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  Rong Fengxu said with a smile: "Grandfather, if you are interested in her, why don't you let her come upstairs. For the sake of the Marquis of Ning'an, she will definitely not refuse."

   "Will this scare her?"

   Mrs. Rong said: "No, she knows me, I will invite her, she will definitely agree."

The Marquis of Ning An hesitated for a while, seeing that the person was already far away, and said helplessly: "Today is the first day to sell lychees, she is probably tired, after all, she is your savior, and it is too abrupt to call someone suddenly. Well, forget it."

   Mrs. Rong opened her mouth. Seeing that her father had said so, she had to give up.

  The Marquis of Ning An saw that his daughter was hesitating to say anything, and said with a smile: "Awan, if you have something to talk about, what else can't you say in front of your father?"

  Rong Fengxu also turned to look at his own mother.

   Mrs. Rong sighed: "I'm afraid that my father will be sad, so let's not talk about it."

   "It's okay, I'm a father at an age, and I've experienced everything that should be experienced. Are you still afraid of being sad?"

Madam Rong was helpless and had to say: "When I first saw the child, I thought she and her eldest brother and several of my children had very similar eyebrows and eyes, especially the girl, who was five points similar to me when I was a child, so I doubt... But A Rou also said that their family came from Donghai Mansion, and they have their own parents..."

  The Marquis of Ning An was startled for a moment, because he was far away, he didn't see the child's face clearly just now.

   Seeing his father's face, his smile immediately disappeared, and Mrs. Rong blamed herself: "Father, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said this."

  Ning Anhou thought for a moment, then looked at his grandson: "Fengxu, have you also inquired about their home?"

"Yes."

   "Do you know how old that girl's father is this year?"

  Rong Fengxu said: "I happened to read their family's files at the Archives Bureau. It's thirty-five this year."

  Ning Anhou murmured, "It's thirty-five, if my poor child is still there, he'll be the same age as him."

  Rong Fengxu said: "Grandfather, her father Murong Zhe used to be the imperial physician of the Imperial Hospital. Haven't you met him?"

   "No." The Hou Ning'an shook his head: "I spent a lot of time on the battlefield in the past few years, and I didn't have much time to come back to the capital. Besides, the emperor's grace is so great that even if there are diseases that cannot be solved by the government doctor, they are all envoys from Liuyuan."

"I see."

Mrs. Rong hesitated: "Father, if you want to see them, wouldn't you have a chance soon?"

  Ning Anhou turned his head and glanced in the direction Murong Lingran left: "I understand, let's go, go home."

  *

   Murong Lingran looked at the person sitting in front of her with lingering fears. Just now, she was walking back with the meat, and when she was passing an alley, she was suddenly pulled into the carriage.

   Looking at the puffed-up man, Helian Rongjiu smiled and said, "Aren't you always brave? So you're scared?"

   Murong snorted coldly, turned his head away, and ignored him.

Helian Rongjiu raised her eyebrows: "If you ignore me, then well, I wanted to tell you the origin of the assassin that day, in this case, where are you going, I'll take you there, and you'll get off when you're there. I'll tell you another day when you're in a better mood, how about that?"

   Murong Lingran's body froze, and immediately put on a smiley face, and said with a look of flattery: "I found it out? So fast? Who is it?"