★The male protagonist of Flower of the High Mountain is widowed and has a baby★The old house is on fire★
In the seventh year after he faked his death and fled to Yangzhou, Song Yuqing heard excited discussions among his neighbors.
The saying is that Xie Guogong went south to worship his ancestors. He heard that the spring scenery in Yangzhou was picturesque, so he brought his young prince here to enjoy the scenery.
Xian Guogong Xie Zhan was both civil and military, and held a high and powerful position.
The people of Yangzhou rarely had the opportunity to see such a big shot, and they were so excited that they crowded around the roadside to watch.
Song Yuqing couldn't hold back and secretly hid in the crowd to take a look.
We haven't seen each other for many years, but the man still has jade-like features and eyes, and is as cold as the snow on the mountains, only adding a bit of calmness and calmness that has been in a high position for a long time.
The child was taught well by him. The little Tuanzi, who was still in his infancy, has now grown into a gentle and polite young man.
Father and son seemed to be doing well.
Song Yuqing breathed a sigh of relief and went back to stay in the small village with peace of mind.
Not long after he settled down, he had the unlucky chance to meet Xie Zhan.
Terrified, she ran away desperately, not daring to listen to the man behind her roaring like crazy.
Xie Zhan gave an order and the entire way out of Yangzhou was blocked.
The ending can be imagined.
She was blocked in a corner and begged Xie Zhan to let her go.
The man lost all his gentlemanly demeanor and held her wrist tightly.
"Let you go?"
His eyes were red and he roared:
"You abandoned me and my child for six years, and now you dare to ask me to let you go!"
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After his wife passed away, Xie Zhan raised his young son alone.
The longing grew like poison ivy in his heart, and when the pain reached the extreme, he could only hold on to the only bloodline between him and his deceased wife.
For six years, the nights were long and life was worse than death.
The rest of his life was filled with loneliness as far as the eye could see. His heart felt like a tree, and he had already resigned himself to his fate.
Until that spring in Jiangnan, Song Yuqing appeared in front of him alive.
Archived on 2025.04.16
Intention: Things in the world are impermanent, cherish the people in front of you
