Although Xiao Yiran didn't speak, he could still guess a little bit in his heart why Lin Chen wanted to return to Beijing. Lin Chen, who is three years older than himself, is now sixteen years old, and Princess Yinghui is one year older than Lin Chen, seventeen years old this year.

Xiao Yiran thought of this, for no reason, the shadow of the poplar suddenly appeared in his mind. Every time he thinks of Baiyang, Xiao Yiran's heart will be pinched tightly. I can't tell you what it feels like, it's pain? Is it lost? Or both?

Xiao Guoliang and Sun saw that their daughter was silent, with a complicated look on their faces, and quickly changed the topic and said to Xiao Yiran:

"Ran'er, I just came back today, I'm afraid I'm tired, I'll go take a shower in a while, and rest early."

Xiao Yiran didn't want his parents to worry too much, so he immediately said goodbye to the two, accompanied by Qingwen and Musk Yue, and returned to his room after a more than year absence. I sat at the table for a while, and then I went back to bed, not knowing what I should think and what I shouldn't think. One will be Lin Chen, one will be Zhao Heng, and the other will be Baiyang. After thinking about it for a long time, Xiao Yiran took out all the letters exchanged with Lin Chen and Zhao Heng. I read them one by one, and as I read them, the scene at that time appeared in my mind.

After reading the letter, he sorted out the gifts that the two gave him. Zhao Heng's night pearl, the knife with a sheath, and the Jinpa that Zhao Heng handed to himself in Tianbo Mansion, he always wanted to return it, but he didn't find a chance. Lin Chen is mostly a type of scholar's four treasures, and Xiao Yiran's current bookcase is given by Lin Chen, as well as a paperweight, and of course, the portrait. After taking a closer look at all these things, Xiao Yiran put them away with his own hands. Including the four treasures of the study that are being used and sent by Lin Chen. Only Zhao Heng's knife was left.

This knife has not been seen since Zhao Heng gave it to him at Ansanyi, and he has never even pulled the knife out of the scabbard. Xiao Yiran pulled out the knife for the first time, and suddenly felt a cold air, and the sharp blade looked exceptionally bright in the dim candlelight.

"I'm afraid it's not an ordinary knife, right?"

Xiao Yiran muttered in his mouth, picked up a piece of letterhead casually, covered it on the blade, and blew hard, and the letterhead split into two and floated down. This not only attracted Xiao Yiran's attention, but he cut off a few hairs with a knife again, put them on the blade, blew on them, and the hair was cut in two.

"There really is a sword that blows off the hair?!"

In all Xiao Yiran's memories, there is only this idiom of "blowing hair and breaking hair", but he has never really seen such a sword. Xiao Yiran held the knife and looked at it repeatedly. This knife, the handle and the blade are almost the same length, the length of the handle is just enough for Xiao Yiran's little hand to hold, the knife god is slightly curved, and the tip of the knife is extremely thin. Xiao Yiran knew that in general, famous swords would have words on them. So I went to the candlelight and searched carefully, but found nothing, not even a sign.

Xiao Yiran played alone in bed for a while, and looked at the confiscated letters again, Xiao Yiran came to the outside room, wanting to find a brazier to burn.

"Miss?"

Qingwen and Musk Yue slept in the outer room and the other in the west. Tonight should be the Musk Moon on duty, sleeping on the couch in the outer room. Hearing the movement, seeing that it was the young lady who came out, she rubbed her eyes and asked softly.

"You woke up just in time, help me find a brazier, besides, do you know where Sister Xiao Xing put all the papers I usually wrote when I practiced calligraphy?"

Xiao Yiran remembered for a moment that when he received the second prince Zhao Yuanxi on the Song Jiatuan Zhuangzi in Jiangning Mansion, he heard from his mouth that Su Shi's "Water Tune Song Tou Bingchen Middle Period" that he copied was circulating, and thought about finding it out and burning it together.

"It's usually under the bed in Sister Xiaoxing's room, I'll go see if it's still there."

Musk Moon turned and went out, and after a short time, he came in with a ball of paper, and a brazier in his hand.

"Burn them all, and don't leave a single one."

Watching Musk Yue light a fire and start burning one by one in the brazier, Xiao Yiran returned to his room, took out Lin Chen and Zhao Heng's letters, and threw them into the burning brazier one by one.

"Miss?"

Musk Yue looked at Xiao Yiran suspiciously.

"It's all gone, so why keep it."

After burning the letter, he turned around and went back, and took out Zhao Heng's Jinpa, which he had put away, and the portrait of himself that Lin Chen had drawn. After Jinpa threw it into the fire, he wanted to throw the portrait into it again, but he was snatched by Musk Yue.

"Miss, this can't be burned."

"Why?"

"It's not good to burn your own portraits, in our hometown, only the portraits of the dead can be burned."

Xiao Yiran wanted to say, isn't he the one who died once? Just looked at Musk Yue's nervous expression, endured it, and didn't say it.

"Then you can find a random place to put it, but you can't let outsiders see it."

"Yes, miss."

Xiao Yiran returned to the bed, and wondered in his heart, is it a bit too much for himself to do this? Do you have to burn those things? Can burning it really make Lin Chen forget? On this night, Xiao Yiran made an exception and did not practice the soul refining technique. Sit up straight until the rooster crows, and then fall asleep in a daze.

When I woke up in the morning, it was already three poles of the sun. After a hurried wash, I went to my mother's room.

"Mother, I'm up late."

"After so many days of traveling, anyone will be tired. Ran'er should have a good rest these days, and there is no need to come over early or late to say goodbye. ”

Xiao Yiran knew that he got up late not because of fatigue, but after hearing his mother say this, he didn't say anything else.

"Did Ran'er not sleep well at night?"

Only then did Sun notice that her daughter's eye circles were a little dark, and she took Xiao Yiran's hand distressedly and asked.

"Maybe I haven't slept in that room for a long time, and I have a bit of a problem with choosing a seat. I just slept late, so I should be fine tonight. ”

"Go back and make up for sleep, and talk to my mother in the afternoon."

"When I just got up, I could sleep anywhere, and I had to sleep in the afternoon."

When the mother and daughter were chatting in the room, suddenly Xiaolian walked in and said to the mother and daughter:

"Madam, Miss, the master has returned to the living room of the front yard, said that Lord Lin Chenlin will come to resign in a while, and asked Mrs. if she wants to go to the front yard."

Xiao Yiran suddenly heard this, just twisted his head to the side, Sun first looked at his daughter, and then said to Xiaolian:

"Sue sù master, when Lord Lin comes, come and inform me again, I will go to the front yard to meet guests."

The Sun family has always regarded Lin Chen as an outsider, and under normal circumstances, when Lin Chen comes to the mansion, he comes to the backyard to meet the Sun family. It's just that now that her daughter is at home, it is naturally inconvenient to let Lin Chen come over.

"Yes."

After Xiaolian left, Sun saw that her daughter's face was faint, and she didn't appear to be in the same situation as a year ago, so she screamed tentatively.

"Mother, it's all over."