Late at night, I know the snow is heavy, and I hear the sound of breaking bamboo.
The first heavy snowfall in nine years in Jingtai fell at midnight.
Snow had fallen all night, and in the early morning of the next day, the city of Yanjing was already covered in silver.
When the morning light showed slightly, Yan Jin couldn't help but snorted.
"It hurts."
She lay on the bed with her eyes closed, cold sweat on her forehead, and the pain from her legs made her twitch in confusion.
It was really painful, and she wanted to scream, but she couldn't scream at this time.
The Green Qi Guqin she was holding in her hand fell to the ground, and the fine strings seemed to come alive, wrapping around her neck and leaving deep blood marks.
Among the panicked cries, she heard someone say: It's hopeless, this is a bird pecking at the pulse.
Yan Jin suddenly realized that he was going to die.
But she didn't want to die yet.
She couldn't die.
She had survived such a desperate situation, but now she had to die.
No, no, Yan Jin struggled, as if just like this, he could break away from the sticky blood.
"Buried in Falcon Ridge."
The man's voice was mellow and cold, so familiar. don't want She woke up from her dream dripping with sweat, looked around blankly for a while, and her eyes gradually became clearer.
"Don't think about it anymore."
Yan Jin took a deep breath and closed his eyes to comfort himself, "It's all over."
The fresh smell of Atractylodes came from her nose, and everything reminded her that she was still alive.
She calmed down, and after tossing and turning for a long time, she still didn't feel sleepy at all.
After a while, there seemed to be movement outside.
After a while of rustling, Yan Jin heard someone asking softly: "Xia Ming, eldest sister, are you awake?"
Xia Ming replied: "As for the second young lady, the eldest lady has not woken up yet."
The inner room suddenly became a little cooler.
Then came the sound of hurried footsteps: "Eldest sister, eldest sister, are you awake?"
Yan Jin squinted his eyes and finally saw the person standing in front of him clearly: "A Ning" "Sister, are you awake?"
Yan Qining waved her hand and asked the mother-in-law behind her to help Yan Jin sit up.
Yan Qining is her twin sister from the same mother, but their appearance and temperament are not similar at all.
Yan Qining, who was less than ten years old, had worry on her young face.
Yan Qining sighed and asked softly: "Sister, your legs are feeling better."
Yan Jin nodded gently.
"Aunt Ji has always had such a temperament.
She is thoughtful and meticulous, but I can't avoid you."
Yan Qining felt distressed when she saw Yan Jin didn't speak, "If Aunt Ji hadn't been arrogantly arranging things in front of Sixth Sister every day, How dare Sixth Sister push you off the rockery?"
Yan Jin looked at Yan Qining's eyes with a little vague moisture, and was speechless for a moment.
If it were in the past, seeing her sister like this, she would probably feel sorry for her and say a few words of comfort.
But now she couldn't say a word.
"Eldest sister, why don't you speak?"
Yan Qining looked surprised, with tears in her eyes as clear as a spring: "Don't get angry with yourself, or you will get angry.
I already punished Liu Mei for you yesterday.
I'm afraid she hasn't woken up yet."
Yan Jin was silent, but Yan Qining was a little anxious: "Sister" "Yeah" Yan Jin replied lightly, his voice a little hoarse.
Seeing Yan Jin speak, Yan Qining slowly breathed a sigh of relief, "When I passed by Jinhui Garden just now, I saw my second aunt.
My second aunt told me that my father will return to Beijing soon.
I have often missed him over the years.
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Dad.
Sister, don’t blame dad.
He has his own difficulties for not coming back to visit you and me for a few years because of his career. " Yan Jin's expression was slightly stagnant.
After a while, his eyes regained their clarity: "You said, dad will be back soon."
"Well, the carriage will arrive in Beijing in about two days."
Yan Qining looked at Yan Jin for a while before sighing: "But I am still afraid, eldest sister, am I so useless that I can be afraid?"
Yan Jin gathered her clothes, a trace of desolation flashed in her eyes, and she understood the meaning of Yan Qining's words.
As a child, she actually regarded her father as a monster.
Yan Jin calmed down and then said softly, "Aning, go get me a glass of water."
Yan Qining looked at Yan Jin's pale expression, nodded obediently, then stood up from the stool, turned around and poured a cup of hot tea on the mahogany table against the south wall of the inner room.
Yan Jin glanced sideways at Yan Qining and hid his trembling hands in the brocade quilt, but his thoughts couldn't help but drift away.
Their father, Yan Jichang, was the eldest son of the Qingping Hou Mansion.
Because he had smallpox when he was young, he disobeyed the doctor's instructions and touched things he shouldn't have touched, leaving a scar on his face.
Because the scars on his face were so deep, the doctors were helpless.
So nowadays, Yan Jichang always wears an iron mask to cover his face whether he is in the house or out.
Everyone in the capital privately nicknamed Yan Jichang "Yaksha".
After hearing the news, Yan Jichang couldn't hold his head up even more.
Yan Jichang married their mother, the eldest daughter of the Yu family, Yu Shi, at the age of sixteen.
After getting married, the husband and wife love each other and sing in harmony.
It's just that Yu's life was hard.
After giving birth to his eldest son Yan Xu the first year, his body has been weak.
Yan Xu was not blessed.
When he was three years old, he contracted smallpox like his father Yan Jichang.
Even though the famous doctors in the capital tried their best, they could not save Yan Xu's life.
After Yan Xu died young, Yu had trouble sleeping and eating.
Within a month, he was as thin as a stick.
Later, Mrs.
Yu heard the news from somewhere that Lingyin Temple outside Beijing was very efficacious.
Regardless of her physical weakness, she went to Lingyin Temple all day long and begged the Buddha to give Lin'er another gift.
The next year, Mrs.
Yu became pregnant, and Yan Jichang was so happy that he donated a lot of incense money to Lingyin Temple.
It's a pity that Yu's body was too weak and she gave birth to a pair of daughters early and passed away.
After the death of the Yu family, the Yu family married the Yu family's younger sister Xiao Yu to be Yan Jichang's stepmother.
The little Yu family had been homeless for three years, and she was lonely and quiet, which made the old lady of the Yan family feel cold.
Just when everyone thought that Yan Jichang was destined to be childless, the Yu family's personal maid, Ji Shi, gave birth to Yan Jichang's child.
The old lady of the Yan family was overjoyed and raised Mrs.
Ji as Aunt Ji.
In the second year, the Ji family gave birth to a son and a daughter to Yan Jichang.
Yan Jin is the eldest daughter and the eldest daughter of a widow.
She has been teased by people around her since she was a child.
Even her grandparents didn't like her a little.
On the contrary, her younger sister Yan Qining, who is from the same mother as her, is very popular among the people around her.
"Eldest Sister" Yan Qining obediently brought the water cup to Yan Jin: "Dad is back this time.
Eldest Sister, will you go back to Haitang Courtyard?"
Five years ago, Yan Jichang was just a director of the Ministry of Industry.
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Later, when the Yellow River flooded, he was promoted to a member of the Ministry of Industry and went to Yuanzhou.
After leaving, there was less contact with the capital.
Yan Jin knew that if his father had not contributed to flood control over the years, the Yan family would have forgotten his existence.
Yan Jin took the water and took a sip gently, thinking about what his young temperament in his previous life would be like after hearing these words.
After a while, she said softly, "Do you want to go back to Chenxiang Courtyard?"
"I want to go back."
Yan Qining's body trembled slightly, and she sat next to Yan Jin again, lowering her voice, "I just go back, I'm afraid it will be like before, I always have nightmares at night."
Yan Jin glanced at Yan Qining and said no words of comfort.
The Yan Qining in front of her was still young, and her features were gentle, but beneath this harmless surface, she hid a vicious heart.
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