"But we don't have any clues about the Yu family in our country," Yun bixue said, feeling a headache coming on."I don't have any information about it."
After some thought, she continued,"and when I was young, my mother found some clues about her background. She was about to go abroad with my father. Something happened while they were out at sea. So I think there might really be no clues in our country."
Wang Qianjin looked at the dejected Yun bixue and patted her shoulder. He consoled her,""Don't worry. This little clue is still a clue. It's up to people to do it. As long as there's hope, it's good."
"Yeah."
Yun bixue flipped through the ancient books. Although there were characters in them, they were all ancient characters, so she could still understand them a little.
However, as she looked at it, Yun bixue's mind flickered, and a sense of familiarity and intimacy seeped deep into her bones.
