After Yan Huiqing finished speaking, he almost cried.
She never wants to think about this kind of thing She was afraid that she would see things too clearly and one day she would hate her father because of these things.
Although she never wanted to admit it, the relationship between her father and Aunt Ji But the truth will never disappear just because she doesn't want to admit it.
Now she can only face Yan Huiqing's eyes were slightly red and her body was shaking violently.
Yan Yuhe sighed, his originally fair face looking even pale and weak at this moment.
Why doesn't he know this?
Even if you know, you can't change anything Because all this has happened What he can do now is to prevent things that haven't had time to happen yet.
"Fourth Sister" Yan Yuhe lowered his voice, with a hint of sadness in his eyebrows, "Just bear with me a little longer, just bear with me a little longer."
There were tears in the corners of Yan Huiqing's eyes.
She choked and said, "You told me a long time ago, just bear with it.
Just bear with it as long as you can.
But Yuhe, how long do I have to bear with it?
My mother is like this, and I have to bear with it." how long" Yan Huiqing hated Yan Gulan in her heart.
Every time Yan Gulan made friends with her, he came with a purpose.
Yan Huiqing knew Yan Gulan's thoughts, but she pretended to be stupid on the surface, turning a blind eye to her pretending to be innocent.
Yan Yuhe was even more tired.
Her brother had been shutting himself in the study in the past few years, studying poetry and books.
The reason is that one day, they can hold great power and kill all the people they hate.
But Yan Huiqing knew.
That day will have to wait for a long, long time.
Yan Yuhe just kept looking at Yan Huiqing, and Yan Huiqing couldn't help crying after all.
What she is afraid of is actually what Yan Yuhe is also afraid of, but there is no way.
Their current strength is too weak.
Moreover, they have to pretend not to know everything, which is very tiring.
Yan Yuhe took out a brocade handkerchief from his sleeve and comforted softly, "Fourth sister, don't cry anymore.
After a while, mother will look at you and ask you what's wrong.
She will be worried about you, and father always says that there is Don't cry easily, Fourth Sister."
Yan Huiqing took the brocade handkerchief from Yan Yuhe's hand.
Then nodded slightly.
She took a deep breath.
The resentment in his eyes slowly disappeared.
Yan Huiqing wiped away her tears and said softly, "You have worked hard these years."
"Fourth Sister, what are you talking about?
Why am I working so hard?"
Yan Yuhe smiled and waved his hands, then stood obediently beside Yan Huiqing, "Fourth Sister is the one who has worked hard."
Seeing Yan Yuhe's obedient look, Yan Huiqing shook her head helplessly, "In fact, we have never been the ones who worked hard."
Over the years, they were not the ones who had the hardest time living in the Yan family.
The one who worked the hardest was their biological mother Shu.
In their eyes, Shu lived an extremely miserable life every day.
After Yan Huiqing finished speaking, he lowered his head and lowered his eyes.
After a while, Yan Yuhe looked around and saw that no one was coming, then he lowered his voice and said, "Fourth sister, how about you imitating the eldest sister's handwriting?"
When Yan Huiqing heard this, his brows immediately wrinkled.
During these days, she borrowed calligraphy posts from Yan Jin and imitated Yan Jin's handwriting every day.
But Yan Jin's handwriting was too difficult for her.
The most outstanding thing about Yan Jin is not her beautiful eyes.
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What is most outstanding about her is her small regular script with hairpins.
Words are like people.
Yan Jin's handwriting in small regular script with hairpin flowers is excellent.
If most people don't practice diligently for several years, it is impossible to write like Yan Jin.
Yan Huiqing has been imitating Yan Jin's handwriting these days, but no matter how hard she tries to imitate, she can't write it.
I found that I could only imitate seven points of similarity, but not ten points at all.
If you look carefully at the handwriting she imitated, you can tell it's not Yan Jin's handwriting.
This made Yan Huiqing quite distressed.
"No, they are only 70% similar."
Yan Huiqing rubbed the center of his eyebrows with a bitter look on his face, "Eldest Sister's handwriting is too difficult to write."
Yan Yuhe nodded slightly, seeming to understand Yan Huiqing very well, "Eldest sister's handwriting is very good, and it is too difficult to imitate it perfectly.
There are seven points of similarity, which is already very good.
Fourth sister, don't worry."
Yan Huiqing glanced at Yan Yuhe, and then she didn't know how to express her inner thoughts.
How could she not be in a hurry?
Seeing that the Hungry Ghost Festival was coming in less than a month, if she didn't imitate the handwriting as soon as possible, things would be difficult to handle then.
Yan Huiqing thought of this and then raised his hand.
There are already a lot of calluses on the white and tender fingers.
If it had been in the past, she would have chosen to give up at this moment But after what happened today, she couldn't give up.
Yan Gulan actually encouraged Yan Jin to come to Sanfang's territory, so who knows whether Yan Jin will be used by Yan Gulan in the future.
Yan Jin is indeed a good chess piece, but if this chess piece is not used by her, it is better to destroy it as soon as possible.
Yan Yuhe sighed and said softly, "Fourth sister, I will figure out a solution for this matter.
Don't worry.
There should be some movement from Mr.
Luo's side in the past few days.
I hope his matter can attract some attention."
Pay attention" "Are you talking about Yan Anzhi's little wolf cub?"
Yan Huiqing raised his eyes and frowned slightly, "My fourth uncle was really brave.
He dared to keep Yan Anzhi by his side back then."
Yan Yuhe smiled slightly and said, "You have to pay a price for being brave."
Yan Huiqing did not answer, but lowered his eyes and nodded.
At that time, Yan Jin had already returned from Shangwu Courtyard.
When she sent the book she borrowed from her third uncle to Shangwuyuan, Luo Twelve was teaching Yan Anzhi how to cultivate flowers and trees.
Luo Twelve seemed to be a little thinner than the previous few days, and his body was as thin as a piece of paper without any weight.
I'm afraid I won't live much longer like this.
But Luo Twelve didn't seem to care about this.
He was still in high spirits today.
He was also very patient when teaching Yan Anzhi.
Yan Anzhi is different from other children.
He is born with less intelligence than other children, so he has to listen to it many times before he can remember it.
Luo Twelve did not dislike Yan Anzhi.
He patiently explained the matter to Yan Anzhi several times, which was originally a very simple matter.
The two of them were just holding a pot of flowers and pointing.
Yan Jin stood watching from a distance, eyes slightly closed.
Luo Twelve's eyes were somewhat similar to Yan Anzhi's.
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To be precise, the eyes of the two people seemed to be carved from the same mold.
If you look carefully, the two people are somewhat similar.
Yan Anzhi had no interest in flowers and trees before.
After meeting Luo Twelve.
I am somewhat interested in taking care of flowers and plants.
Yan Anzhi seemed to want to learn from Luo Twelve how to care for green jade peonies.
Yan Jin did not stop Yan Anzhi's hobby.
She took the initiative to deliver the book she borrowed from her third uncle to Yan Anzhi.
At that time, Yan Jin saw Luo Twelve's eyes.
In Luo Twelve's eyes.
There was a bit of panic and panic.
Just those unsteady looks. fleeting Yan Jin had doubts before.
The banker actually had a purpose in sending Luo Twelve to the Yan family.
It's just that she was busy at that time, and Yan Anzhi couldn't be distracted.
So she couldn't find any flaws in Luo Twelve.
But now, she can be very sure that Luo Twelve is actually the third uncle's person.
Yan Jin thought for a while and then said to Ah Shui next to him, "You go to Shangwuyuan more these days and let Ah Da pay attention to Mr.
Luo's actions."
"Slave, I understand."
Ah Shui nodded immediately and replied obediently.
Xiang Fu, who was standing aside making tea for Yan Jin, walked up to Yan Jin with a tea cup and said softly, "Actually, Mr.
Luo hasn't done anything out of the ordinary in the past few days.
He has been in the West Courtyard and rarely walked around.
However, A few days ago, he suddenly had a severe cough.
I heard that Dr.
Chen went to see him and said that his health was...
Xiangfu paused, handed the tea cup to Yan Jin, and then continued, "Doctor Chen said that Mr.
Luo is afraid that he may not be able to survive."
"It won't work anymore."
Yan Jin raised his head with confusion on his face, "What do you mean?"
Xiangfu stood up straight, with a hint of helplessness in his expression, "What Doctor Chen means is that Mr.
Luo's body can't survive much longer.
During these days, the second master has found a lot of precious medicinal materials for Mr.
Luo, but...
After all, I can’t do it anymore.
Looking at Mr.
Luo’s current intentions, this slave seems a bit like he wants to tell Master An Zhi all the ways he knows about cultivating flowers and trees.”
Yan Jin was slightly startled after hearing this.
She didn't speak anymore, but asked Xiangfu and Ah Shui to pay more attention to the activities in Shangwuyuan.
In the next few days, as Xiang Fu said, Luo Twelve always went in and out of Shangwu Academy, as if he wanted to teach Yan Anzhi all the methods of cultivating flowers and trees he knew.
Yan Anzhi, who had no interest in flowers and trees before, is now completely obsessed with them.
Moreover, sometimes when Yan Jin went to see Yan Anzhi, he always saw Yan Anzhi busy and very close to Luo Twelve.
Yan Jin asked Yan Anzhi privately if there was anything weird about Luo Twelve.
Yan Anzhi was stunned at that time, shook his head and said, "Mr.
Luo treated me very well and always taught me how to cultivate flowers and trees.
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After the Ghost Festival, I will be able to accompany Mr.
Luo to transplant the green jade peonies to you personally.
In this capital, not only the Shen family has green jade peonies, but there are also many green jade peonies in your yard."
Yan Anzhi was very happy when he said these words.
Yan Jin couldn't help but frown after hearing this.
If Yan Anzhi really liked flowers and trees, she would not object.
But if Yan Anzhi only likes flowers and trees to help her cultivate green jade peonies, then there is no need at all.
She occasionally takes care of flowers and plants, just to take good care of the green jade peonies.
It's not because she likes peonies, but because this peony was given to her by Shen Cangcang.
As a friend, she has to take care of these flowers Yan Jin thought for a while, then lowered his voice and asked Yan Anzhi, "Do you really like cultivating flowers and trees?"
Yan Anzhi was a little stunned after hearing this.
He thought for a long time before shaking his head, "Sister, I don't want to lie to you.
In fact, I don't like it very much, but Mr.
Luo said..." s: Thank you to the furthest thing, vivianneye, jutro, a, ctfyzcx dear friends for your pink votes.
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