Yan Furong patiently went to the west wing, planning to spend one night in Baitao Courtyard.

In the east wing opposite, Dr. Guozijian seemed to stay overnight tonight, and there were small servants coming and going in the courtyard. Yan Furong walked on the corridor with her head down, and was about to quietly close the door in the west wing, when there was a cardamom old maid in the east wing on the opposite side and stepped out with a silver basin, and when she saw Yan Furong, the maid showed a friendly smile on her face. Yan Furong smiled at her reservedly a little uncomfortably, then closed the door and left the servant girl behind, and walked inside without lighting the lamp. The west wing where Han Youqing lives is only a small three-room room, with two circle chairs next to the wall in the main hall, and a small eight-immortal table in the middle. The east room has a desk and bookshelves, and the west room has a shelf bed against the wall, and an arhat bed next to the window. When Yan Furong saw it, she took off her shoes and coat a little shyly and lay on the shelf bed in the middle. The sachet hanging in the tent exudes a faint fragrance of pine and cypress, which makes people feel calm, Yan Furong sniffs this fragrance, thinking about her every move today, and can't help but feel some regret in her heart.

When I first saw my cousin in the flower hall of the Hou Mansion, he stood under the window with his back to the door, wearing the same clothes as back then, wearing a square scarf, and the appearance in her memory did not change in the slightest, Yan Furong originally wanted to stay calm and tell Han Youqing everything one by one, and her thoughts were instantly squeezed aside by the memories that came up in her heart, her heart seemed to be boiling water, forgetting her identity, forgetting the environment she was in, forgetting the cause and effect, she jumped up and hugged him from behind Han Youqing, and cried extremely aggrieved, It's almost out of breath, as if I've cried out of tears for the fear, panic, and anxiety of the past few years.

Looking back now, Yan Furong blamed herself in annoyance, she should have been more reserved and rational at that time, and first told her cousin about the bizarre story between herself and Songyan, so as to win his trust, and she shouldn't have told her thoughts first. After the cousin gently comforted her, she turned around with tears in her eyes and saw that she was shocked and angry when she was in Songyan's body, which made Yan Furong regret it even more when she thought about it. When she saw her cousin leaving her anger, she panicked, and said that she had exchanged bodies with Songyan without saying anything. Unexpectedly, Han Youqing didn't believe in these bizarre things at all, and said that she was betraying her to seek glory, and she was about to leave when she got rid of her, and then ran into Songyan who was waiting under the tree.

Yan Furong sighed, although she was in a hurry to obey the power, she chose not to tell her cousin the truth, she just wanted to get him to agree to take her out of the Hou Mansion first, as for the rest, she could figure it out slowly, but she couldn't recognize her cousin, and she was a little tormented. Yan Furong cheered herself up and lifted her spirits, no matter what, she finally escaped from the disgusting Hou Mansion and escaped from Shao Ding's side!

What's more, he can get along with his cousin day and night in the future, which is just a test of whether he can recognize her. Yan Furong thought with confidence that when he recognized her, he would see how much he would regret it! She wrinkled her nose delicately, revealing a strange smile, as if Han Youqing's affectionate hugging her was right in front of her.

She fell asleep with a smile, in her dream she lived in the small courtyard of the Han family with her cousin, chanting poems and painting together, admiring the moon and watching flowers, when she dreamed of the tenderness and sweetness between the two, she heard someone knocking on the window and shouting in a low voice, "Sister, sister" The voice impatiently covered her ears with the quilt, and the voice rang muffled for a moment, and when she saw that there was no response, she disappeared unconsciously.

In the past few days, Yan Furong, who has been tired for a long time, stretched her brows and immersed herself in sweet dreams. I don't know how long it took, someone pushed her.

Yan Furong ignored it, turned over and wanted to sleep again, but the man was extremely blind, and even pushed her rudely. Yan Furong thought angrily in a blurred consciousness, which one is not long-eyed, when I wake up, I will teach you a good lesson.

"Songyan, wake up!" Cheng Xin saw that she couldn't afford it, and said anxiously.

Yan Furong was frightened by the unfamiliar male voice, and when she opened her eyes, she saw a young man in a small girl's clothes who was looking at her worriedly. She suddenly woke up and retreated to the bed with the quilt, the memory of last night quickly flooded into her mind, recalling that the person in front of her was one of the two little girls she begged her mother to send to her cousin before, called Chengxin, Yan Furong relaxed slightly, and said ashamedly, "Chengxin, what are you doing here?" ”

Cheng Xin said anxiously, "How dare you sleep in an adult's bed?!" If you hadn't gotten up so late, if you hadn't arrived at the Guozijian and gone to the study to inspect first, what would you do now? ”

Yan Furong smiled, "Don't be afraid, I'll get up now." ”

Cheng Xin retreated uneasily, Yan Furong got out of bed, there was no maid to serve, and she just got up and her mind was messy, she didn't know what to do for a while, and looked around blankly at the strange and simple environment compared to Zhengqiu Hall. Chengxin asked uncomfortably in the main hall again, "Are you up?" Up, right? ”

Yan Furong didn't care about the remembrance, and hurriedly put on her clothes, and replied casually, "Up, up." ”

She pulled her hair in front of the mirror, thinking that she was going to see Han Youqing in a while, so she wanted to comb her favorite Suiyun bun on weekdays, but she just combed it for a long time, and only combed her hair messily. Chengxin kept urging outside, and Yan Furong gradually became anxious, so she had to pull it up casually and insert a jasper hairpin.

After cleaning up, she was a little unhappy when she went out to see Chengxin, and it was not easy to complain to a small guy, so she only sat on the circle chair, generously exposed the matter, and asked Chengxin cordially, "Long time no see, how about you and Yi Shui beside the young master?" Chengxin didn't pay attention to what she said, just stood in the foyer and looked out, and seeing that Han Youqing hadn't come back yet, he asked Yan Furong directly, "How did you come here?" ”

Yan Furong said with a smile, "Listening to your tone, I can't seem to be here here." The young lady sent me to the young master, and I have been following the young master since then. ”

Unexpectedly, when Cheng Xin heard this, he suddenly sat down on the chair in despair. Yan Furong was startled and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Cheng Xin waved his hand and said with a pale smile, "How did you ask Yi Shui before?" ”

Yan Furong saw that his expression was wrong, and she stepped back a little scared, Chengxin's eyes were straight, she didn't look at her, and said to herself, "Yi Shui is gone." ”

Yi Shui was asked to go back from his cousin by his mother and brought to Qingzhou to take office? Yan Furong only felt that her mother was so stingy, so she said dissatisfiedly, "Madame can't help but ......"

Before he finished speaking, Cheng Xin had already raised his hand to interrupt her words, the weak look on his face gradually receded, and he regained his shrewd and capable appearance, and said to Yan Furong, "Don't talk nonsense, although Yi Shui went, fortunately, the four of us are fatherless and motherless, and we have nothing to worry about. After a few days, when it comes to the Midyear Festival, I will take you to take a half-day off and take you to burn a paper for him, and in the future, if I am not there in the future, I will let you know where to see us. ”

After Chengxin finished speaking, seeing Yan Furong sitting on the chair in a daze, there was no reaction for a long time, his eyes darkened, and he comforted, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." ”

Yan Furong said, "Yi Shui...... Yi Shui is also dead? ”

Chengxin stood up suddenly, stepped forward and grabbed Yan Furong's shoulder and asked, "Why do you say that?" What about Wanxiang? Wan Xiang is serving the young lady in a good way, isn't it? ”

Yan Furong saw that his eyes were flushed with red threads, and she didn't know how to answer for a while, so she said stubbornly, "Wanxiang has died a long time ago." ”

Chengxin closed her eyes and asked after a moment, "She...... Where is she buried? ”

Yan Furong was looking at him sympathetically, not expecting him to accept this fact so quickly, and after hearing this, she replied weakly, "I don't know ......"

When Chengxin heard this, he thought that he was dragged down and killed, so he rolled it up with a mat and threw it into a mass grave, so he muttered, "That is, there is no tomb." ”

This is crooked, when Wanxiang died, Songyan was injured, still lying on the bed, unaware, Mrs. Yan was furious, no one dared to take the risk to bury Wanxiang well, and the handyman who did rough work threw Wanxiang's body into the mass grave.

Seeing Chengxin's expression like this, Yan Furong couldn't help but feel sympathy, and asked cautiously, "Yi Shui, what are you going for?" ”

Chengxin was about to speak, when there was a commotion outside the door, and he immediately stopped his mouth and looked out.