She understood what Yan Qining meant by the so-called nightmare.
When she and Yan Qining were five years old, they walked into their father's room by mistake for some reason.
She still remembered that her father was drunk and unconscious that day, and the mask on his face fell on the pillow.
She and Yan Qining saw the face under the mask of their father, and were so frightened that they could not move their feet, and they both burst into tears.
That face was too terrifying and ferocious.
In the past, every time Yan Qining mentioned his father's face, Yan Jin would be frightened and have nightmares at night.
The father seemed to realize that he was in the wrong, so he reduced the number of times he saw his daughter.
Finally, he went to Yuanzhou and did not return to Beijing for three years.
Yan Jin recalled his father's eyes in his previous life.
In addition to loneliness, he was also full of sadness.
No matter who is despised or disgusted by his own children, he will show such a look.
The son does not think the mother is ugly, the dog does not think the family is poor.
In the previous life, the last words Yan Qining said to Yan Jin were: "You and I are different.
I have nothing to do with that Yaksha.
On the contrary, you, no matter how well you were born and how well protected by that Yaksha, are not the same now.
Trampled under my feet" When Yan Jin thought of this, the corners of his eyes couldn't help but feel a little sore.
It's burning and a little hot.
It seemed that tears were about to fall down the next moment, but there was no movement.
She thought about how long it would be before she cried.
Yan Qining tried to push her gently, "Sister" Yan Jin raised his head, his eyes cold.
Yan Qining retracted her hand in embarrassment and looked away: "Eldest sister, don't worry, although dad usually dotes on Aunt Ji, he will definitely find justice for you when he returns this time."
After a while, Yan Jin said softly: "Yes."
Yan Qijing sat quietly with Yan Jin.
She didn't get up to say goodbye until she asked her mother to pick up the curtain and enter the room.
"Miss, it's getting cold."
The little maid Chunhui, who was following behind Xiang's mother, saluted with a soup bowl in her hand.
"My wife ordered the small kitchen to stew mutton soup, saying it was to replenish your health.
It's going to be hot right now. , after using it, the lady can also ward off the cold.”
Yan Jin frowned slightly and said calmly, "I won't eat."
Chunhui held the soup bowl, neither handing it over nor not handing it over, just standing awkwardly in front of Yan Jin.
It wasn't until Chunhui glanced at her mother that she retreated in embarrassment.
He quickly apologized to his mother and said, "Miss, you see, my wife still cares about you after all.
I will be returning to Beijing in two days, and my wife is busy with everything, but she still thinks about having someone deliver mutton soup to you."
Yan Jin lowered his eyes slightly and frowned even more tightly.
She knew that she had a strange temperament and had not liked eating food that was too fishy or hot since she was a child.
Especially in summer, I am even more picky.
Both of the mutton soup sent by Xiao Yushi were taken.
"Xiang Mom."
Yan Jin glanced at her, "Go and ask your wife to come over and say that I have something to talk to her about."
Now that her legs and feet are inconvenient, she naturally cannot go to see Xiao Yu in person.
Xiang Mom was a little confused and said quickly, "Miss, you are telling me to ask the old slave to invite the wife to come to Yingyue Yuan."
"Yes."
Yan Jin pretended not to hear Xiang's mother's confusion and smiled half-heartedly, "Do you need me to say it a second time?"
Xiang's mother saw that Yan Jin was a little unhappy, so she quickly nodded and replied, "Old slave, I know."
Xiang Mom retreated from the house, and after going out, she spat towards the house.
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The little maid Xia Ming standing nearby saw it and asked with a smile, "Miss, I've made Mommy angry again."
"She dares."
Xiang's mother suppressed her inner displeasure and said nonchalantly, "Let's go, follow me to invite the wife.
Today, the wife sent mutton soup to the young lady.
If the young lady wants to see the madam, I'm afraid..."
Xia Ming understood the meaning, covered her mouth and smiled, "My wife is going to suffer this time.
I'm afraid the young lady is angry."
Yan Jin clearly heard the conversation between Xiang's mother and Xia Ming outside the house.
No wonder they made such assumptions.
Mrs.
Xiao Yu has a withdrawn temperament, and Mrs.
Yan looks down upon her, let alone her.
She hated Xiao Yu so much that she never called her mother in her previous life.
Because of this incident, she and her father had numerous private quarrels.
For Xiao Yu, she couldn't cry out no matter what.
Less than a hundred days after her mother's death, Xiao Yu hurriedly married into the Yan family and became her father's stepmother.
At that time, she thought that Xiao Yu was greedy for the power of the Yan family, so she was eager to join the Yan family.
Until, my father passed away unjustly.
The Yan family treated her indifferently, and even her sister, whom she had always loved, refused to pay any attention to her.
At this time, only little Yushi remained unchanged, still caring about her well-being as before.
She had hated her whole life, wishing that the person whose flesh she wanted to eat had become her only support.
At that time, she woke up from a dream.
Xiao Yu married into the Yan family because she wanted to protect her and Yan Qining and was afraid that they would be wronged.
She looked back on what happened to Xiao Yu over the years.
In her memory, she only remembered the bad things about Xiao Yu, but now what flashed through her mind were all the good things about Xiao Yu.
In the past, she said that Xiao Yu would regret it.
Now, she is the one who regrets it.
Yan Jin bit her lower lip and looked at the blue and white porcelain vase on the mahogany table, which contained the red plum blossoms picked by Yan Qining.
All these familiar scenes reminded her that what she was seeing was not a dream.
In the ninth year of Jingtai, Yan Qining and her sixth sister Yan Gulan had a dispute.
She helped Yan Qining scold Yan Gulan, but someone pushed her and she lost her footing and fell down the rockery.
When she was unconscious, she kept chanting Yan Gulan's name, and people around her thought it was Yan Gulan who pushed her down the rockery.
Later, Aunt Ji had no choice but to take Yan Gulan and kneel outside Yingyue Courtyard, begging her for forgiveness.
After she woke up, she heard Yan Gulan crying outside the hospital: "Auntie, go back, your legs are swollen.
I really didn't push the eldest sister, it was the second sister.
Auntie, why don't you believe me?"
Yan Jin naturally didn't believe Yan Gulan's words.
But later, she thought Yan Gulan was crying noisily, so she asked Mama Xiang to drive Aunt Ji back.
As a result, for some unknown reason, it was spread throughout the Yan family that she was evil-minded and almost killed Aunt Ji and Yan Gulan.
Later she found out that it was Yan Qining who took her soup that day, put laxatives in it, and ordered her mother to give it to Aunt Ji and Yan Gulan.
If Aunt Ji and Yan Gulan drank the medicine, then the matter would be over.
If Aunt Ji and Yan Gulan don't want to drink, just drink it for them.
Aunt Ji naturally didn't want to, she was strong enough to push the medicine bowl away.
But Yan Gulan was young and couldn't avoid it, so several women drank the medicine and finally passed out.
After Yan Jin knew the truth at that time, he complained that Yan Qining had gone too far.
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But who would have thought that Yan Qining shed tears of grievance and defended, "I see eldest sister drinking these bitter medicines every day, and her legs are still so painful that she can't sleep.
I also want them to taste this, eldest sister, I did nothing wrong."
Her sister was crying so hard that she couldn't continue to blame her.
When her bones recovered and she could walk around the yard.
Mrs.
Shen's wife invited all the wives in the capital to enjoy the flowers.
Mrs.
Yan always complained that she was vicious and loved Aunt Ji, so she was punished by not being allowed to attend the flower banquet, and Yan Gulan took her place.
Yan Jin has loved liveliness since he was a child, so it's a pity that he can't go to the flower banquet.
But seeing my sister acting coquettishly with a smile in her eyes, those regrets disappeared instantly.
Now Yan Jincai suspected that maybe what Yan Gulan said at that time was true, and Yan Gulan did not push her off the rockery.
Because if Yan Qining really wanted to help her vent her anger, how could she let her bear such a bad reputation.
The Shen family of Duke Dingguo was the founding father of the country, and many people in the capital wanted to have contact with the Shen family.
She wanted to attend the flower banquet because it was lively.
This time, she wanted to go too.
Not because of the lively flower banquet, but because my father came back this time because he injured his muscles and bones and returned to Beijing to recuperate.
In his previous life, my father was tortured by this disease and could not sleep at night.
He took medicine after medicine, but there was no improvement.
Instead, his body became weaker and weaker.
Yan Jin knew that the only people in the capital who could cure this disease, apart from Dr.
Pang in the palace, were the chief ministers of the Shen family.
Only by going to Shen's house can you see this important man.
So in this life, she will not bear this bad reputation for Yan Qining.
The sisterhood between her and Yan Qining had long since disappeared the night her father died.
"Miss."
Chunhui's voice came from outside the house, "My wife is here
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