It's the time of the year, and it's eight or nine o'clock at most. I used to go to bed late, and I came here for a few months to get used to it, but even if I was tired, I couldn't sleep if it was too early. Instead of tossing and turning in bed, it's better to go out for a walk.

Outside, the moonlight was bright and the shadows of the trees were swaying. She and Xiaotong lived in the second room to the north, and there were seven or eight rooms around, and only the room where they lived was lit.

He Wanci walked to the right, just wanting to walk around and pass the time.

The wind at night was blowing in gusts, and she suddenly felt a lot calmer in her heart. After walking for a while, she saw a few willow trees in front of her and a few stone benches under the trees, so she simply walked over and sat down.

I couldn't help but think about the road in my mind: When I went to Fancheng, what could they do except run around all day long and have nothing to do? Xiaotong grew up in He Mansion since she was a child, although she was a maid, she was protected by her mother, and she had never gone far away, and she knew very little about this place, what should she do in the future? Although the jewelry left by her mother was exchanged for a silver ticket, although it was a lot, it was really enough for the two of them to have a worry-free life?...... Her thoughts flew farther and farther away.

"Madam, Childe is still the same as before, absent-minded all day long. Recently, there has been nothing to do in the court, and even the court often takes leave, borrowing wine to kill sorrows in the house, and even the master is not seen. A man's voice came from a nearby wall.

There is no sound insulation effect on this wall, He Wanci can hear it clearly, and it is also a little strange: There are other people in this temple? But after thinking about it, if you come here, others will naturally come, and it is normal to have other people. He continued to sit there, holding his chin in his hands, thinking that if he sat a little longer, it would be time to go back.

"Yan'er is like this, how can I rest assured that I am staying in this Jiuci Temple?" Then a woman's voice came, her voice full of worry.

"Madam, you have been sick for a long time. If anything happens, the lord and the son will inevitably worry. The man said.

"The environment in this temple is quiet, and there is the care of the abbot, I am recuperating here, and it is much better than a few days ago. The woman was relieved. Soon said: "What happened in Hengzhou, did the son know about it?"

"Madam, whenever I mention the matter of Hengzhou or Miss Wanci with Ming, Childe will be furious and drive us away, so Childe still knows nothing about those things. He is incompetent, please punish his wife. The man said reproachfully.

"Hengzhou?Wanci?" He Wanci was surprised, is this talking about me? Or is Wanci a popular name, just a coincidence?

"Hurry up, Yan'er is like this, how can I blame you?" Ban Xiang said again: "Yan'er is bitter in my heart, but I can't share it as a mother, this ......" Before he finished speaking, he choked up.

"Madam, you don't have to worry, Childe will definitely figure it out. The man persuaded, his tone affirmative.

From the conversation between the two, He Wanci could barely guess the identities of the two, but what was the point of this? Thinking of these things, she was a little irritable, and got up to go back to her room to rest. After taking a few steps, the voice outside the wall came again: "Who? Who's outside the wall?" the man's voice was alert.

He Wanci was stunned for a second, but quickly came back to her senses, did not answer, pursed her lips, and continued to walk forward. Who knows, in the next second, a sharp long sword was placed on He Wanci's neck, "Say, who are you? Who sent you? Why are you eavesdropping?"