Chapter 2482: Ye Feng being carried back (5)

Di Xiaoyun looked at the figure of the leaving, thoughtfully, her big bright eyes seemed to be thinking about something.
"Yun'er, Yao'er, you take your father down to rest," Old Master Ye was shaking with the imperial edict's hand. He looked at the unconscious Ye Feng with heartache, and slowly closed his eyes, "Grandpa... There are other things to deal with."
"Woo," Ye Yao's crying little face was lost, and his voice was crying, "Grandpa, isn't Auntie the Queen? Why do you want your uncle to beat Daddy? What did Daddy do wrong, why did they fight? he."
Ye Yun also cried loudly. They were both young and didn't understand why the emperor's uncle treated their dad like this.
Daddy is so sincere to the empire, why should he hit him...
The trembling heart of the old man Ye was even more painful, he could not answer Ye Yao's question, and there was no way to answer it.
He could only trembling and gently landed his hand on Ye Yao's small head.
"Yao'er, you and your sister will accompany your father first. Grandpa is going to invite someone to treat your father."
Ye Feng's injury was too serious, and he couldn't drag it any longer.
Thinking of this, Mr. Ye's heart was even heavier, and his heart was completely chilled for the daughter in the deep palace.
"Grandpa," Rong Hen's gaze fell on Elder Ye, "The Ye family has me, so don't worry."
Since he came back, he would no longer allow his grandpa and Ye family, who had been protecting him for many years, to be hurt again.
"The Ye Family will leave it to you for the time being."
Elder Ye wiped away the old tears, he finally looked back at Ye Feng, turned around, and walked towards the door.
The old man's back was already bent at some point, and it seemed that he could no longer straighten his waist as before.
But the Ye family didn't feel a little sad.
The old general who defended the empire with his own strength was so tired that he didn't know how the dog emperor wanted to oppress their Ye Family! Don't you think that the Ye Family is not miserable enough?
"Rong Hen," Di Xiaoyun turned to look at Rong Hen, "Do you have any pen and paper here? I plan to write a letter."
Rong Hen returned his gaze: "Uncle's study room should be there. I will take you there."
"it is good."
Di Xiaoyun smiled brilliantly, eyebrows crooked.
I have to say that her smile is too similar to Di Ling'er's, the same dazzling, the same bright.
After Rong Hen personally took Ye Feng back to the room, he took Di Xiaoyun to the study.
After Di Xiaoyun walked into the study, he picked up a piece of paper and a pen, bowed his head and started writing.
Her brows were frowning tightly, but the pen in her hand never stopped. Within a moment, she put down the pen, picked up the paper and blew it, and said with a smile: "Okay, but I have to take something as a prove."
After thinking about it, Di Xiaoyun carefully took out a token from the storage bag, put the token together in the envelope, and sealed it.
"You want to deliver the letter?"
As soon as Rong Hen turned his head, he saw that Emperor Xiaoyun had already sealed the envelope, and his lips curled up slightly: "Should I send someone to help you?"
"No need, I have a messenger."
Di Xiaoyun blinked her eyes and smiled, then she turned her gaze to the window and called out: "Ahuang, Ahuang, come out quickly. If you don't come out again, I will stew you!"
Wow!
As soon as the voice fell, a small yellow bird flew in from the window and landed in front of Di Xiaoyun, with sadness and grievance in its eyes: "Your Royal Highness, can you change my name? Besides, the bird broth is not tasty at all, really."