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211: Estrangement


At this time, Mr.

Yan was completely different from him in normal times.

On weekdays, Mr.

Yan would always show a considerate smile no matter what happened.

It seemed that no matter what happened, he would not be angry.

Such an approachable Mr.

Yan will always remind people of the words "a humble gentleman".

But now, Master Yan's expression made Mother Lan feel like she was worse off than dead.

She bit her lower lip, not daring to say the words.

She couldn't figure out what kind of position Yan Sanye placed Shu.

If Mr.

Yan really cared about Mr.

Shu, how could he have contact with Aunt Ji and do such a thing?

If Mr.

Yan doesn't feel sorry for Mr.

Shu, in the past few years, Mr.

Yan has been very kind to Mr.

Shu, and he is not too unkind and ungrateful.

Although Mrs.

Shu is not the happiest among the concubines, compared to other women, Mrs.

Shu is living a good life.

Except that Mrs.

Yan always targets the Shu family Shu's prolonged illness during these days is partly related to the torture of Mrs.

Yan.

"The fourth lady didn't tell the old slave about this."

Mother Lan thought for a while and then said slowly, "The old slave guessed that she didn't tell the third wife."

There was a hint of worry in Yan Sanye's eyebrows.

He raised his head and glanced at Mother Lan, "Do you think your guess will be correct?

You'd better go find out in person whether the Fourth Miss has told the matter."

Madam, please don’t let the fourth lady suspect anything, do you understand?”

Lan Ma nodded, "Old slave, I understand."

Mr.

Yan looked at Mama Lan.

He leaned back a little and said, "Tell me, how did the Fourth Miss put something in Mr.

Luo's medicine these days?"

Mother Lan knew that she couldn't hide it now, so she had no choice but to confess everything.

After she finished speaking, Mr.

Yan didn't speak for a while.

After a while, Mr.

Yan finally spoke.

"Well, go to the small kitchen and deliver the nourishing soup to Miss Fourth."

After Yan Sanye finished speaking, he stood up from the stone bench and left the pavilion.

Qingshan followed behind Mr.

Yan.

The two people slowly disappeared in front of Mama Smurf.

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Mother Blue waited until both of them left.

Then he took the blood-stained handkerchief lying aside and started crying.

Only now did she dare to vent her inner fear and grievance.

She had suppressed it for too long and was too afraid.

If she had known in the past that she would be living a life of seeking skin from a tiger, she would have paid a hundred taels of silver.

I will never touch this matter.

But everything.

It was too late after all.

Yan Sanye and Qingshan had just turned a corner.

Then he heard Mother Lan's cry, Qingshan couldn't help but frowned, "Master, do you want me to go down and deal with it?"

"No need."

Yan Sanye raised his hand and said calmly, "She doesn't dare to disobey."

After Qingshan heard this, he lowered his head and stopped talking.

Mr.

Yan raised his head and glanced at the moonlight, pursed his lips tightly.

At this time, autumn has already entered.

Several apricot trees in the garden have already produced fruit, and a gust of autumn wind blows, carrying a soft fruity fragrance.

This smell is very good and very familiar.

Third Master Yan paused and looked at the apricot tree, slightly startled.

These are some fruit trees outside my wife’s yard.

It was getting late, and he had just gone to Yan Huiqing's yard just to ask Mama Lan about something.

After he took care of Mother Lan's affairs, he wanted to go back to the study to rest, but for some unknown reason, he slowly walked outside Shu's yard.

At this time, the room was still dimly lit, and the fire lights on the corridor had not been extinguished.

Mr.

Yan remembered that Shu didn't like too strong light when sleeping.

She was a light sleeper, and even a little light would affect her sleep.

So when she got married, the Shu family spent a lot of money to buy her a shark gauze tent.

This shark gauze tent can make the hot sunlight pass through the tent and turn into gentle moonlight.

People sleeping in the tent will feel very comfortable due to the light.

When Mrs.

Shu first came in, she would always fall in love with this shark gauze tent.

But now Ever since Mrs.

Shu gave birth to Yan Huiqing for him, she has never used the shark gauze tent again.

Because his official duties were getting busier day by day, Shu would light the lights in the house every day, and then order the kitchen to prepare delicious meals and snacks for him to eat at midnight.

Moreover, Mrs.

Shu was afraid that she would sleep too deeply, so she simply lit an octagonal palace lantern in the inner room.

Every time, no matter how busy or late he came back, when he opened the door, Shu would always get up from the bed, look at him, smile, and call him: "Jing Lian."

Yan Sanye thought and took a deep breath.

He said to Qingshan beside him, "Go and pack up all the official documents in my study.

Don't let outsiders see them.

Especially the letters sent from the palace today.

Do you understand?"

"I know," Qingshan lowered his body and replied softly.

Master Yan waved his hand, signaling Qingshan to step back, while he himself walked slowly towards the yard.

The little maid who was about to take a nap standing outside the house opened her eyes in fright when she saw Mr.

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Yan.

She immediately knelt down and was about to speak.

When she was about to speak, Mr.

Yan almost said inaudibly, "There is no need to pass the call, Madam."

Rested” "Replying to Mr.

Yan, my wife just took the medicine and has already rested."

The little maid glanced at Mr.

Yan's clothes with some confusion, but she did not dare to raise her head.

It's strange these days Mr.

Yan San, who always comes to the third wife's yard on weekdays, seems a little strange during these days.

Especially after the third wife became ill, she rarely set foot in her yard.

It was as if there was a barrier between the two of them.

The little maid didn't dare to think about this.

She just felt that the third wife was a little pitiful.

The third wife was not seriously ill these days, but she kept coughing at night.

During the few days she stayed outside the house, she would hear the third wife's rapid coughing every night.

When she came in to see the third wife, the third wife would turn pale. , the whole person looks haggard.

But even so, the third wife is still lighting the lamp in the house, like this every day The little maid didn't understand what the third wife was thinking, and she even less understood why the third wife, who was afraid of light and slept lightly, was so stubborn.

Mr.

Yan Sanye glanced inside the room and then said, "Don't tell your wife that I've been here."

The little maid was a little surprised and nodded after a while.

Mr.

Yan stood outside the house and looked at the lights inside for a while, then turned around and left slowly.

He had just taken a few steps when he heard a rapid cough coming from inside the house.

Shu Shi coughed violently, as if all her strength was used up in coughing.

Moreover, this coughing sound is getting heavier and heavier, and it feels more and more terrifying.

It doesn't matter whether the little maid enters the house or not.

She just hopes that Mr.

Yan can leave quickly so that she can enter the house easily.

But at this time, Mr.

Yan's footsteps suddenly stopped.

He turned around and glanced inside the room, then frowned and did not move.

At this time, he and his wife were separated by a door.

As long as he opened the door, his wife would smile at him in the house.

Master Yan's hands clenched tightly.

When Shu coughed again, he finally couldn't help but stepped forward and pushed the door open.

Inside the room, Mrs.

Shu was covering her mouth tightly with a brocade handkerchief.

She seemed to be coughing so hard that her tears fell.

After hearing the door being opened wide, Mrs.

Shu raised her head with a surprised expression, then looked at the person in front of her with some disbelief, and asked in a tentative tone, "Jing Lian":