But at this time, what is the doctor who comes to find him?

"Let him come in."

Ye Qingyu nodded.

Tang Sanfu went out again.

I soon brought someone in.

A young man in a tight purple warrior suit, with a strong body, bronze skin, long red hair, sword eyebrows hanging high on his national character face, and his eyes were extremely energetic. He revealed a full heroic spirit and a solid momentum, just like a long sword with a half-out sheath. The sharp edge of the blade made people dare not underestimate him.

Needless to say, this person is naturally the doctor of Liangjianghui.

Tang San was a man with great eyesight. After bringing the doctor in, he winked at the beautiful little maid next to him.

The latter was smart and clever, immediately understood, gave a tribute, and retreated silently.

At this time, she had roughly guessed Ye Qingyu's true identity.

Who else can besides the legendary Marquis Ye, who can make the famous general manager of Tang San in the entire Luming County city serve so respectfully and call out "Young Master"?

The little girl wanted to stay in the private room for a while, but she didn't dare to disobey her orders.

She was waiting respectfully outside the box, but her delicate little face was flushed because of excitement. She patted her bulging chest with her little hands, and she shouted out without excitement.

Mr. Ye, he is really handsome.

The little girl squinted her eyes and looked like a silly look.

Inside the private room.

"See the Marquis." The doctor came in, with a very respectful posture, and knelt on his knees to salute.

Ye Qingyu frowned slightly, raised his hand, and an invisible force surged out, holding the doctor's body, and said, "The leader of Langhui does not need to perform this great gift. You are not a military person, and you are not bound by the courtesy of the officialdom. You don't have to be polite in front of this marquis."

The doctor shook his head and said, "The little man saluted not because of your military status, but because you are the little man's young master."

"Young Master?" A trace of doubt flashed through Ye Qingyu's eyes.

The doctor couldn't bow down and didn't dare to neglect it. He stood up straight, took out a letter with a faint yellow color from his arms, bowed his hands with excitement and handed it over.

Ye Qingyu's eyes fell on the envelope, and a line of beautiful and powerful ink-colored fonts jumped into his eyes.

His heart suddenly jumped.

That handwriting...

Ye Qingyu immediately stood up, with an excited look on his face, and hurriedly took the envelope at a speed that was almost snatched up. When he looked carefully, the beautiful handwriting on the envelope was clearly visible.

"My son Ye Qingyu opened his heart."

It seemed as if millions of silver thunder flashed by, Ye Qingyu's mind blew and instantly blank.

How is this possible?

It's the mother's handwriting.

This is definitely the handwriting of my mother.

Ye Qingyu is so familiar with his mother's handwriting, and he can tell the authenticity at a glance. Those beautiful handwriting once played a very important role in Ye Qingyu's life. Since he became sensible, his mother Li Ying was teaching Ye Qingyu to read and write. The Ye family has never hired a private school to teach. All Ye Qingyu's knowledge of writing was taught by Li Ying.

In an instant, countless memories surged into Ye Qingyu's heart.

Once upon a time, I followed my mother to recite poems under the moonlit night.

Once, he followed his mother to recognize words in the martial arts hall.

Once upon a time, my mother taught herself to write step by step.

Once, my mother scolded me for writing a wrong word.

Once upon a time, my mother hugged herself tightly because she wrote the first complete poem of the book.

Once, I helped my mother copy books and sell them.

Once, with the encouragement of the current smile, I completely recited the imperial edict of the founding emperor of the Empire.

once……

Countless pictures once swarmed in memory like tides, instantly submerging Ye Qingyu. After four years of guarding the tomb, Ye Qingyu thought that he had hidden his love and nostalgia for his parents in the deepest part of his heart. He thought he could face those memories that had passed away and could not be returned with a smile. However, when the mother's handwriting appeared in front of him again, Ye Qingyu's eyes were almost unable to contain the wetness in a moment.

Ye Qingyu held back the surging emotions in his heart, slowly turned around, and looked out the window with tears flowing.

The doctor seemed to have guessed something, his expression was a little excited, and his body trembled slightly.

However, Tang San didn't know the reason. Seeing the sudden violent mood of the young master, he didn't see Ye Qingyu crying, but he also vaguely noticed something. He couldn't help but feel awkward. He couldn't even imagine what this doctor had brought out to make the young master who had always collapsed in front of the ancient sacred mountain without changing color, and so on.

for a long time.

The whole box was silent.

Ye Qingyu finally couldn't help it. Under the impact of the surging family affection and grief, even the state of mind in the sea of ​​suffering could not control his emotions.

He had been waiting for tears to wet his clothes before he slowly calmed down his emotions.

His trembling fingers opened the envelope.

"My son, when you see this letter, it means that the doctor has concluded that you are now enough to support one party and have enough ability to protect yourself. My parents are very pleased, because it finally came this day... Mom left you this letter, and I have a lot to tell you when I saw this letter. I don't know how tall you were at that time and how many years have you practiced. Mom and Dad can't imagine what you were at that time..."

With familiar handwriting, Ye Qingyu wet her long gown again with tears.

This letter is like the gentle hand of my mother, brushing away the dust of memory, but cannot pull back the passing time.

This letter was like a sharp knife, which made Ye Qingyu's disguise, which had been layered with layers of defense, instantly cut open. The most painful and sweetest memory in his heart was once again presented in front of Ye Qingyu with blood.

"Mom knows that you must have many questions in your heart. Mom doesn't have time to say too much. My father and mother received the order to defend the city. Can they come back? Everything is unpredictable. Child, remember a few things. First, there are noble blood flowing in your body. Second, the doctor can fully believe it. Third, don't investigate the matter of the silver sword. Fourth, if you have free time, go to Bailu Academy more often. Fifth, before leaving Luming County City, move the grave for me and your father. Don't cast a tomb and sink the coffin into the Luming River..."

"Yu'er, my mother can't bear to part with you."

"Yu'er, be good."

"Yu'er..."

In the end, it was like a nagging mother chatting with her son. It was warm and cumbersome, but it revealed a kind of separation from life and death like a knife, a reluctance that could not be described in words. At the end of the letter paper, there was a slight wrinkle, the ink traces were messy, as if the tears were wet and dried up.

My mother must have shed tears when she wrote this letter.

Or maybe it was not just the mother who shed tears alone, but the father - the man who had always been majestic and burly in his memory, might have also shed tears for men.

When Ye Qingyu saw it, his eyes were already full of tears.

He seemed to be in tears, and saw the scene of his parents wearing armor, holding a sword and sword in his hand, and stepping onto the battle to defend the city. He saw the scene of his mother secretly ordering someone to hand the letter to the doctor. He thought of himself standing nervously and nervously at the door of his house for ten days and ten nights, but finally waiting for the news of his parents' death and serious injury...

I don't know how long it took.

Ye Qingyu's mood slowly calmed down.

The thoughts moved slightly, and the tears on the face and clothes instantly evaporated and disappeared.

He carefully folded the letter paper in his hand, put it in the envelope, then carefully put it in his arms, thought about it, took it out of his arms, and directly sacrificed it into the [Genting Copper Furnace] in the desert world of Dantian - this is the most solid and safe space on Ye Qingyu.

Then he slowly turned around.

Ye Qingyu bowed deeply to the doctor.

The doctor's face changed drastically, and he was at a loss. He said, "Little Master, you... are so evil."

"Brother Lang can bear my worship," Ye Qingyu said seriously and gratefully: "In a blink of an eye, you have kept this letter and handed it to me today. For Qingyu, it is the greatest kindness. After reading this letter, I suddenly realized that Liangjiang would take away the [Shao Shang Sword] in the name of robbing, but in fact, it was to secretly keep this spiritual weapon and avoid this most important treasure of the Ye family falling into the hands of outsiders. When I entered the Bailu Academy and had the power to protect myself, it was you who returned the [Shao Shang Sword] as soon as possible. You have been secretly protecting Qingyu, and you have never appeared in the sky. Qingyu thanks for your loyalty."

The doctor said with a look of panic and said, "The little master is so terrible. The villain was wandering on the streets and begging every day, like a rat in the gutter. Everyone disliked it. It was the wife who saved me and my sister, secretly taught us martial arts, and supported us. The grace is recreated. Even the Liangjiang Association was founded by the wife. However, the wife never showed up and managed the things in the gang and acted cautiously. No one in the gang knew its true identity. Later, the wife passed the position of the Liangjiang Association to the villain. The villain did not dare to neglect day and night. She was trembling as she walked on thin ice over the years, but she also had the power to make the Liangjiang Association go further and betrayed the wife's trust..."

These words were shocked not only Ye Qingyu, but also Tang San.

What?

The Liangjiang Association was actually created by Mrs. Ye back then?

This is really incredible.

Ye Qingyu didn't know about this at all.

In my memory, the mother, Buyi and Jingchai, was calm and composed. She was a gentle and quiet woman who was always gentle and quiet. Although she had martial arts skills, she only showed her a little when she was taught in the martial arts hall. She was not very strong. Although not long ago, Wen Wan and Kong Kong admitted that their mother's strength was not weaker than them back then, Ye Qingyu did not think too deeply.
Chapter completed!