Qiu Ye stood opposite Shen Xingchen, hugged his arms, cut softly, and whispered: "I don't know who it is, so I am afraid that it is just a prank by someone who is idle and panicked." ”

Well, the reason for the absence of a seal is already self-evident, and even if this epistle is really in someone else's hands now, it doesn't matter much. But is it really as described in Qiu Ye's mouth, that person is really just boring, no one is so boring, but Shen Xingchen is more concerned about listening to Qiu Ye's tone......

"Have you read the letter?"

Qiu Ye was swept away by Shen Xingchen's faint gaze, and suddenly felt empty, thinking that although they didn't see any secrets, they felt that there was nothing to say: "The envelope is not sealed, it fell out by itself, this can't blame us!"

We, well, she's not the only one!

Shen Xingchen put away the envelope in her hand, threw it on the pillow at will, stretched her body, and then chose a very comfortable position, putting all the weight of her body on the bed frame, she yawned a lot, her slightly squinted eyes were misty with Zhaozhao, it seemed that she was really sleepy, and her voice was low and ethereal: "Just look at it, it's nothing, but since this letter is given to me, there should always be a messenger, did that person say who it is!"

Qiu Ye saw that Shen Xingchen didn't care, and he was still relieved, after all, it was really immoral to peep into other people's secrets without permission. Autumn leaves sat on the edge of the bed and began to complain: "Early this morning, the caretaker sent this strange letter, and the messenger heard that it seemed to be a child, so he only said that it would be handed over to you, and as for whether there was anything else, I don't know, otherwise I'll ask." ”

Autumn leaves' eyes were shining, and she was really waiting for Shen Xingchen's answer. This is a half-truth, when the nurse delivered the letter to her early this morning, the anonymous letter, the bead curtain was of course curious, and just as she was about to give the letter to Shen Xingchen, Dongxue came over and asked her to give Fu Qiaoying face makeup, originally thinking that Shen Xingchen would go to serve Fu Qiaoying first before she got up, but everyone saw the letter.

Explaining the reason, Fu Qiaoying also smiled and did not ask. The bead curtain put the envelope on the dressing table, but it was accidentally dropped by Dongxue, and the envelope was not sealed, and it fell to the ground in two parts, so they were all forced to peek into other people's secrets!

A blank piece of paper, someone is really teasing people!

Autumn leaves moved closer, mysteriously, "You say, could this be the trick of the young master of the Luo family, deliberately trying to harm you!" The news is fake, maybe poison the rice paper, and the poison will cause the skin to ulcerate and finally die." Forget it, forget it, anyway, it's safer for me to take it out and destroy it!"

Shen Xingchen's eyes widened suddenly, and he returned to a hazy posture, and replied in a lazy voice: "You think too much! This brain, I haven't seen her so many whimsical ideas before, if it's really poisonous, your hands are long gone!"

Qiu Ye subconsciously looked at his hands, and wanted to comfort him, Shen Xingchen's body shrank, and he plunged his head into the quilt.

"I have a headache to death, sleep for a while, Autumn leaves, you go first. Qiu Ye looked at the silkworm chrysalis as tightly protruding, smiled helplessly, and went out, listening to Fu Qiaoying said that women will be restless on the eve of marriage, and all kinds of strange emotional changes will occur, so this is why she takes care of it carefully, and sure enough, the experience of the people who came over is reliable.

After Akiba went out, the room was calm again!

Today is a good day with a clear wind and a clear day, and the leaves outside the window are rattling and swaying tirelessly. Listening to the wind in spring, it should be a good time to be comfortable and comfortable, but now Shen Xingchen's heart is gloomy, and he can't feel that kind of beauty.

Little friend, the first thing that came to Shen Xingchen's mind was the long-lost little son Li who was sent to the Li family by Jia Gongyi a few days ago. Since that day, Shen Xingchen has never seen him again, and he doesn't know how he is doing in the Li family, thinking back to the countless disappointments that the Li family has experienced for him, he still didn't give up, and he should be more cherished for this lost and recovered child, how could he let him send the letter in person?

Shen Xingchen suddenly opened her eyes, got up neatly and sat down at the table, the rice paper was spread on the table, Shen Xingchen's fingers reached up and slowly slid from top to bottom, and she couldn't feel anything abnormal, she picked up the empty rice paper and put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed it for a while, sure enough, the faint ink fragrance still existed, and with a flip of her palm, she lit the candlestick on the table.

The dim candlelight looked even more dim in the warm sunlight, and Shen Xingchen's hands holding the letter paper slowly approached the candlestick, and gradually warmth passed from his fingers. Shen Xingchen's palm moved slightly, allowing the warmer place to spill on the rice paper.

Shen Xingchen had heard that there was a kind of ink that could make words invisible or appear at will, and the key to this was the level of temperature. Therefore, whether this letter is a prank by someone else, or it is to hide people's eyes, the result will soon be known. With a slight shake of his arm, Shen Xingchen kept changing the surface of the paper that could contact the heat source, and after a while, there were one or two light black dots in the middle of the rice paper, which were very light and light, like a little stain left after being blown away by water. Shen Xingchen perked up and pointed the anomaly to the heat source.

"Be careful with the people around you. ”

It was a very short six words, but after Shen Xingchen saw the handwriting clearly, he was shocked and shocked in his heart. So this letter is really just to hide people's eyes. The person who wrote the letter did not expect that the letter would not reach her directly, so it didn't make much sense to seal it or not, so she could only use her hands and feet on the ink.

Obviously, that person knows very well what is happening around her, could it be Jia Gongyi? But the two of them only met yesterday, and if they really want to help her, just say the name of that person, and now it takes a lot of trouble to let her guess who that person will be, and this is almost the same as not saying it.

As long as the sky is high and the birds fly after tonight, even if they really want to calculate, they must have a target.

The tongue of fire burned, and the rice paper that told the whistle instantly turned into a mass of gray and black confetti, and the breeze blew, and the confetti dissipated without a trace.

Shen Xingchen crawled into bed and continued to sleep in a groggy state, until he was dragged up from the bed by Qiu Ye at noon.

After resting for nearly two hours, the physical discomfort has really eased a lot, although she really wants to continue to recuperate, but the result is not what she thinks. Mrs. Li came to visit and brought a cart of congratulatory gifts.

No, it's a thank you gift. Shen Xingchen silently corrected Autumn Leaf's sick sentence in his heart.

After washing, Qiu Ye insisted on helping Shen Xingchen dress up, saying that it was ordered by Fu Qiaoying, although it was a concubine, but it always represented the face of the Yun family.

The Yun family's face actually depends on her little girl to support it, which is ridiculous in the world.

"The rouge of the second young grandmother is really good, fragrant and delicate, Xingchen, you look really Mrs. today, so beautiful......"

I thank you for complimenting me so much, Shen Xingchen drooped his eyelids: "Okay, can I move now?" The bead curtain hurriedly opened the way in front, followed by Shen Xingchen, who was struggling with a heavy head and a heavy head.

Mrs. Li was dressed in a close-fitting purple dress, outlining a graceful figure, and sat at the same table with Fu Qiaoying, before Shen Xingchen got close, the laughter of the two came from afar.

Fu Qiaoying has been literate and hyphenated since she was a child, familiar with poetry and books, has a gentle and generous personality, and is very good-looking, so she can easily gain the favor of others. And Shen Xingchen is completely opposite to her, although she continues to be timid and cowardly, she is really very little in terms of communicating with people, for more than ten years, in addition to the people close to her, the longest companion by her side is her sword. On the contrary, the sword language is easy to understand, but fortunately, Mrs. Li is also an understanding and gentle woman, a mother who was found by Shen Xingchen to find her lost son.

Seeing Shen Xingchen coming, he immediately got up with a smile and held Shen Xingchen's palm affectionately: "Sure enough, people are in good spirits on happy occasions, Miss Shen looks more beautiful today than before!"

Not really!

The corners of Shen Xingchen's mouth twitched, and a silent smile was an answer. Shen Xingchen is not good at communicating with people, most of them listen to her, and Mrs. Li answered when she asked, and she had no intention of taking the initiative to ask questions. In fact, whether it is in terms of age or identity, the two of them are like two parallel lines, even if they extend wirelessly, they will never intersect, unless one of the lines has twisted and turned because of an accident, and the only source of this twist and turn is her son.

Mrs. Li is a well-cultivated person, or because of the twists and turns, she realized Shen Xingchen's almost indifferent reaction, and instead of displeasure on her face, her eyebrows and eyes were smiling vividly, adding joy. Over the years, anyone who can get close to her, which one is not flattering and smiling, those false faces, she has long been disgusted, so she doesn't go out of the house much, and she doesn't have the heart to deal with those people. As the old saying goes, it is often said that knowing people knows their faces but not their hearts, but Mrs. Li feels that people with cold faces and warm hearts are far more real than those with warm faces and cold hearts. It's a pity that this girl will become Young Master Yun's concubine tomorrow.

Shen Xingchen didn't come, Mrs. Li could still laugh and talk about the banquet with Fu Qiaoying, but Shen Xingchen was now sitting between the two, which completely destroyed their direct and harmonious atmosphere. Fu Qiaoying is indeed a good hand at arguing and speaking, seeing that the atmosphere is cold, she takes the initiative to bring up some interesting topics, and Mrs. Li either laughs, or nods and makes monotonous words such as 'um' and 'ah', which is obviously perfunctory.

This Mrs. Li's attitude has changed too quickly, and Fu Qiaoying, aren't you a talented girl? Why are there times when you are short of words, not only are you poor in words, but you also take the initiative to admit defeat. Fu Qiaoying was also very puzzled in her heart, why did she suddenly not want to ignore her when she had a good conversation just now? Could it be that the problem lies with Shen Xingchen? Forget it, after all, she is her son's savior, as long as Shen Xingchen is still there, she will always have another chance to see her in the future. Fu Qiaoying smiled and made an uncomfortable excuse, and left with the girl beside her.