Late at night in the dead of winter, the air is chilly.
Huilanzhai's yard is not like it used to be.
The windproof lamps on the porch are lit early.
At this time, except for a few guards standing outside Huilanzhai, no servants could be seen, and the surroundings were even darker.
The weak candlelight shines through the carved window lattice and illuminates a few pots of flowers and plants beside the window.
Beside the flowerpot, two black figures moved slightly, and then made no sound again.
The people inside the house seemed to notice something moving outside the house.
Aunt Ji frowned slightly, stopped talking, then opened the window, leaned out and looked out the window.
At this moment, there were no stars or moon in the sky, and everything as far as the eye could see was as black as ink.
She frowned, and then she saw a gust of wind blowing over her.
The withered sycamore tree swayed its dead branches, making a rattling sound.
Aunt Ji thought for a while and closed the window again.
"Shhh" A black figure raised his hand and put his index finger on the girl's lips, his gesture was both casual and elegant.
In the dim light, the young man's fingers were as slender as green bamboo, and his cold body temperature carried the slightest scent of ink.
The girl was startled for a moment, and then the next moment her hand was held by the boy, and the two of them walked out towards another path.
The courtyard of Huilanzhai is not small, and the surrounding flowers and trees are lush.
Although it has already entered winter, green flowers and plants can be seen everywhere It is precisely because of these lush flowers and plants that people standing outside the courtyard did not notice any movement here.
The two of them walked around for a while before walking out of Huilan Zhai.
There was no one coming and going on the verandah.
The hurricane lantern was blown up by a gust of cold wind.
Hit a spin.
"Prince" the girl's voice was soft, she seemed to be hesitant, "I" "It's not a good place to talk here."
Shen Yanshan stared at Yan Jin's face and said in a soft voice, "Follow me."
His voice seemed to be possessed of magic, forcing her to obey.
Her originally messy and panicked heart relaxed a little because of these words.
The boy's palms were cold, like the winter air or the cold snow of the twelfth lunar month.
His body heat didn't make her feel any warmer around her.
But it happened to be that cold breath that slowly restored her sanity.
The verandah is not long, and both of them walked very slowly.
She and Shen Yanshan walked quietly through the corridor, and no one spoke for a while.
There was only the sound of boots on the bluestone ground.
Yan Jin kept thinking about the conversation between Aunt Ji and Mrs.
Yan just now.
The frown deepened.
Aunt Ji knows it herself.
No one can save her this time, so she plans to leave the Yan family.
But Aunt Ji is too naive.
If she leaves the Yan family.
Isn't she a loser?
Even if Third Uncle Rong's Aunt Ji is still alive, the people behind Aunt Ji can't tolerate her.
You loser, you will reveal too much.
In this world, only the dead can truly shut up.
Yan Jin always thought that his brother's death was normal, but now that he thinks about it, it turns out that there were mistakes everywhere.
My father's disfigurement was not caused by smallpox.
So how could my brother die due to smallpox?
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All of this is just an excuse for the Yan family to cover up these scandals.
She had no intention of listening to these things today.
If Xiaobai hadn't caught the homing pigeon in the air, he ran into her yard as if asking for credit, slammed into the window, and fainted with the homing pigeon.
Then she wouldn't find out that Aunt Ji actually wanted to contact people outside Yan's house.
The carrier pigeon looked petite and completely different from the carrier pigeons she had seen in daily life.
Xiaobai's movements were too big, so he alerted Shen Yanshan, who had been looking for Xiaobai.
After reading the note on the carrier pigeon's leg, Shen Yanshan asked her what she wanted to do.
The note written by Aunt Ji did not write the person's name at all, but just called him "sir".
As for the rest, it was nothing more than Aunt Ji telling the person that things had changed and that the Shen family and the Yu family were joining forces.
If the note was spread, Yan Jin did not dare to think about what happened next.
She didn't even find the person behind Aunt Ji In the end, Shen Yanshan saw that she had been hesitating, so he had to take her around for a while to Huilanzhai.
Yan Jin was surprised that Shen Yanshan was so familiar with the terrain of Yan Mansion, and the path Shen Yanshan took was a place she had never walked before.
Yan Jin followed Shen Yanshan, a little dumbfounded.
The two walked for a long time before they fell over Hui Lanzhai.
Surprisingly, this road is very hidden.
It is under the sycamore tree in Huilanzhai courtyard.
It is surrounded by many flowers and plants.
Even the people who have been guarding outside the courtyard have not noticed it.
They have already entered the courtyard.
It's really surprising that Shen Yanshan would find this way.
Yan Jin thought and lost his mind for a moment.
"Be careful," Shen Yanshan's voice said solemnly, "There are some rocks in front of you, be careful to twist them."
"Ah" before Shen Yanshan finished speaking, Yan Jin stepped on the stone, and his body suddenly shook.
Yan Jin thought that he would fall badly this time Her ugliness was always exposed to Shen Yanshan without reservation, although she did it unintentionally every time.
After all, no one wants to expose their weaknesses and bad side to outsiders.
She is no exception.
Yan Jin closed her eyes as if she had accepted her fate, but the result was somewhat beyond her expectation.
She didn't fall on the cold stone as she imagined, but fell into a warm embrace.
She subconsciously grabbed the thing in front of her, trying to stabilize her body, but she didn't want to wait until she opened her eyes.
What she was holding tightly in her hand was actually Shen Yanshan's shirt.
Shen Yanshan's clothes were not heavy, and her strength just now was not small.
The moment she pulled on the lapel of Shen Yanshan's clothes, Shen Yanshan's clothes were somewhat loosened, revealing his deep collarbones.
She raised her head and saw a beautiful face and fair skin.
Although it was only a small area, Yan Jin was still so shocked that he couldn't say a word.
Seeing her like this, Shen Yanshan didn't speak.
The weak light softly fell on her fair and jade face.
Her expression seemed to be a little frightened, and her big, watery eyes were wide and round.
Gradually, a touch of pink appeared on that fair face, and the last touch of pink contained a bit of shyness.
Every move she makes is like a flower slowly blooming in spring, eye-catching and alluring.
It seems that as long as you close your eyes, you can still smell the faint fragrance of flowers.
Yan Jin blinked, and the hairpin on his head became a little loose.
She stared at the person in front of her for a long time, and finally looked away slowly, "I'm sorry."
"You always like to say sorry."
Shen Yanshan did not let go, but slowly straightened her up, "But what I don't want to hear the most is this apology
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