"Wei Zhao, I have something to tell you."

Luo Lan looked very serious when she saw Wei Zhao, which made Wei Zhao's speech, who was so happy that she wanted to say hello to her, stuck in her throat.

Wei Zhao also knows Luo Lan's personality a little. She has a very cheerful and playful personality. As long as things are not too difficult, she will not worry.

But now, she frowned, as if she had encountered something that confused her very much.

Wei Zhao put away the smile on his face and signaled Luo Lan to go into the room and talk to him.

Luo Lan nodded and walked in behind him. The young man lowered his head and followed behind him.

Seeing that they all looked serious, Su Yuancheng stopped at the door and closed the door and stood there to prevent others from approaching and eavesdropping.

In the room, Luo Lan stood by the table, put down the sword in her hand, and turned to look at Wei Zhao.

"Wei Zhao, tell me the truth, who are you?" Her voice was cold and her eyes were full of confusion.

Wei Zhao felt a "splitting" in his heart. What does this mean?

Luo Lan found out his true identity?

Although he felt a little panicked, he had no reaction on his face. He looked up at Luo Lan and said, "Who am I? I am Wei Zhao, what's wrong with you?"

Luo Lan seemed not satisfied with his answer, and his frown did not let go of his frown at all. He held his hands on his lower abdomen, held his nails, and his eyes did not leave him for a moment, as if he wanted to see through him like this.

Wei Zhao felt a little uncomfortable when he was looked at by her eyes. He coughed lightly, covered it up, and then walked across from her and sat down calmly.

Seeing his expression, Luo Lan felt even more confused. She said to the young man behind her, "Thirteen, give me the stuff."

Shisan hurriedly took out a box from his arms and handed it to her, and looked up at Wei Zhao quickly.

Wei Zhao frowned when he saw the box and looked at Luo Lan in confusion.

Luo Lan took the box and waved to Thirteen and said, "Thirteen, go out first and guard the door. I won't tell you, don't come in, don't let others in."

Shisan nodded and retreated, closed the door, and stood by the door with Su Yuancheng on the left and right.

Su Yuan prejudices that Wei Zhao and Luo Lan are now cautious and have also raised his spirits.

Luo Lan handed the box to Wei Zhao and said, "This is what I found in my father's study this time when I went back, take a look."

Wei Zhao took the box.

It's just an ordinary wooden box without any decoration and a small lock is hung.

Luo Lan handed over a key, and Wei Zhao opened the box and saw that there was a box of letters inside.

He looked up at Luo Lan and said, "Are these letters..."

Luo Lan said: "You open it and you will know."

Wei Zhao picked up the top letter, and there was nothing written on the envelope. The paper was a little yellow, and it looked a little old.

He carefully opened the envelope and took out the letter paper inside.

There were two letter papers in total. He opened one first, which was a painting on it, and it was a chubby doll sitting on the table, holding a piece of stuff in his hand, which looked like a seal.

There are many other things around him, such as abacus, brushes, books, and some round boxes, which are a bit like a scene where a child catches a week.

A strange feeling rose in his heart, so he quickly put down the letter paper and opened another one.

There are words on the other piece of paper, but there is no title or signature. There are only a few words. If you catch the week and get the seal, don’t worry.

This is obviously a matter of one person reporting the child in the picture to another.

Who is this child? Who wrote the letter? What does it have to do with me? Why do you show it to me? There are countless questions in Wei Zhao's mind.

He looked up at Luo Lan, trying to get an answer from her, but Luo Lan just frowned and looked at him, signaling him to continue looking down.

He put down the letter in his hand and picked up another one.

There are also no words on the envelope, but there are still two sheets of paper inside.

One is a painting, which shows a child holding a branch in his hand and chasing a dog.

The painter is very skilled in painting, and the expressions on the child's face are very vivid, making people feel his happiness at a glance.

On another piece of paper are a few words: two years old, I like to run and jump. Don’t worry.

Wei Zhao thought of what Luo Lan asked him as soon as he entered the door, and had some guesses about the child's identity. He couldn't wait to pick up another letter.

One letter after another, without exception, is a painting and a few words.

The content of the letter is all a few words, briefly summarizing what happened this year, adding a sentence "I'm very worried."

The children in the painting have grown up year by year, from holding a book and shaking their heads to sitting in a pavilion, playing the piano and reciting poems.

He looks more and more handsome, and he can vaguely tell who he is.

The last letter is.

He picked it up gently. The letter should have been less than a year, and the envelope was intact and there was no trace of time.

When I opened the envelope, I saw the first one with words. This time, there were more words.

"Eighteen years old, I'm growing up and can't trap him anymore. I haven't been in trouble for so many years. It should be safe, right? If you have time, please come and talk."

Wei Zhao put down the letter paper, and there was no need to read the painting, he must have painted it.

No, it should be said that it was Han Muliu.

Mr. Han was communicating with Luo Lan's father to report on Han Muliu's situation?

Could it be that his previous guesses were wrong?

Wei Zhao was completely confused. What was going on?

He looked up at Luo Lan, trying to tell him what was going on now.

However, Luo Lan was also confused and waiting for him to explain!

The two confused people looked at each other for a long time, and finally Luo Lan spoke and broke the strange atmosphere.

"This is a letter written to my father. One letter a year for more than ten years, a total of eighteen letters."

Wei Zhao still frowned, not understanding the whole story.

Luo Lan stared into his eyes and said, "Is it you the person in the painting?"

Wei Zhao did not answer. He didn't know what to say. In fact, he was confused now. Why is things getting more and more complicated? What role does Luo Lan's father play in his life experience?

Seeing that he didn't answer, Luo Lan said, "Actually, you are not Wei Zhao, you are the young master of the Han family, aren't you?"

Wei Zhao was stunned and asked, "How do you know?"

So far, only Su Yuancheng knows that he is the young master of the Han family. Only Su Yuancheng has seen him, and only Su Yuancheng has seen him. How did Luo Lan guess that he is the young master of the Han family with a painting?

After all, no signatures were signed on the letter.

Luo Lan looked at him and saw that there was indeed doubt in his eyes. He raised his eyebrows and said to the outside, "Thirteen, come in!"

Thirteen pushed the door in response, closed the door again, walked to the table, waiting for Luo Lan to speak, as well as being so well-behaved and quiet that he didn't look like a bandit.

Luo Lan pointed to Shisan and said to Wei Zhao: "This is Shisan, my father's personal entourage. When I went back to sort out the things, I accidentally found these letters, so I asked Shisan to ask where the letter came from. He said he didn't know who sent the letter, but he knew several times that my father went down the mountain and went to Yuping Village. He stood outside the Han family's yard for a long time, and then contacted the person in the painting. I guessed that the letter should have been written by a Han family.

Since the letter was written by a member of the Han family and the content was about you, I guess you are a member of the Han family. I asked someone to go to Yuping Village to inquire. There was indeed a young master of the Han family who was eighteen or nineteen years old, and it is said that he died in the fire not long ago."
Chapter completed!