Zhu Yan paced outside.

The air in early winter is a little dry and cold, and the weather has not yet snowed, and the courtyard is filled with the cold fragrance of cold plums.

In addition to the plum blossoms that bloomed like blood and fire, all the plants and trees in the courtyard had withered, but Xu Silk Zhen was afraid that Zhu Yan would see the monotony, and arouse a bad mood, so a few days ago he specially moved a few boxwoods into it and planted them in a small pot of celadon, with bent branches and exquisite scenery.

Because the day when she set off to return to Jiangnan is imminent, Bai Ping is busy arranging and preparing various things these days.

Zhu Yan felt that the girl who was still a little childish seemed to have grown up all of a sudden, and became as capable as Xu Suzhen, enough to take charge of herself.

In comparison, the more she lived, the more useless she became.

After wandering aimlessly in the courtyard for two or three laps, Zhu Yan turned around, intending to find Yongwu.

As soon as he stepped out of the moon-shaped low door, a man in a turmeric robe came into view, and from behind, the man's hair was half white and his eyes were a little raw.

Zhu Yan subconsciously wanted to hide, but before he could turn around, the man heard the movement and had already turned around.

With a wrong gaze, Zhu Yan recognized that the person seemed to be Xu Zhao, and Xu Zhao also recognized her appearance.

"...... you?!" Xu Zhao's haggard and godless face immediately flashed with a wonderful expression, and he took two steps back before shaking his head and sighing, "Impossible!" It is impossible to ......"

"Uncle......" Zhu Yan moved his lips slightly, not knowing how to explain.

Xu Zhao calmed down first, looked at her twice, and suddenly nodded again, "I only understand now that this was a game from the beginning." ”

"You...... Do you plan to go back to Gangnam too? Zhu Yan finally thought of a sentence that could be used to pick up a conversation.

These days, I have been nestled in the house, and I have only seen a few people. She hadn't even spoken a few words, and she had almost forgotten how to talk to people.

"Yes." Xu Zhao slowly approached, and the eaves of the Moon Gate cast a sinuous shadow on him. "When I saw you in a coffin, I didn't expect it to be a great one...... A long time ago. ”

Zhu Yan pursed her lips and tilted her head to the side of her right shoulder, "I understand now, but it's too late...... Mother ran around a few days ago, to clear her uncle's suspicions? ”

"Huh, washing?" Xu Zhao didn't have a trace of gratitude. Instead, he took a few steps closer, and his posture was a little aggressive, "It was your mother who handed me a prescription." said that it could cure the illness of King Fushun, and it was true, and even passed the eyes of several doctors sent by the government, but unexpectedly two doses went down. Died instantly! ”

“…… Bamboo leaf gypsum soup plus or minus. Zhu Yan narrowed his eyes.

Gypsum is sweet, slightly cold and clears the lungs from heat. Wheat winter sweet, cold nourishing lung yin, half summer phlegm, there is gypsum, wheat winter system its dryness, although phlegm heat can also be used, bamboo leaves sweet, light, light texture light and clear heat out, japonica rice, licorice to protect the earth.

She remembered that Fushun Wang was a symptom of heart failure and mixed fever. This recipe clears away the heat with cold, and avoids bitter cold and yang. There's nothing wrong with looking at it roughly.

But the heart failure of the king of Fushun lasted for more than ten years, and the medicinal tea he usually drank was also this formula, and one dose of this medicine was enough to quickly decay the already insufficient yang qi - it seems that Xu Suzhen still didn't use the castor poison she soaked in the end? Or has it been mixed into drugs?

"Does my uncle think that my mother has hurt you?" Zhu Yan raised his head, his eyes flashed slightly, "Mother, this is saving you." ”

Xu Zhao was stunned for a moment, Zhu Yan's face was still haggard in illness, but this look was almost like Aoxue's red plum, and it did not allow people to insult and question at all.

I couldn't remember a word of what I wanted to say, I just watched her turn around and leave, as if she had said something, and set off back to Jiangnan on the fifth day of the first month.

Xu Zhao regained some reason, looked at her back and suddenly sneered, "If it weren't for knowing that you were pregnant before, this game might not be able to hide from everyone, and it was really unexpected." ”

Zhu Yanbu paused for a moment, bit his lower lip tightly, closed his eyes and chuckled, "Uncle still cherish this life that I picked up, it was just my design......"

"Oh, my niece is so smart, but she is as infatuated as the third sister, sad!" Xu Zhao saw that the fingers exposed by her cuffs trembled slightly, and became more and more proud, "I heard just now, what Guan He sent a few letters, but none of them were handed over to you?" Isn't it sad to be used as a pawn from beginning to end? ”

“…… Uncle is willing to think so, so as to slow down the grievances in his heart, Ah Yan is a junior, so he should naturally acquiesce to filial piety. Zhu Yan didn't bother to argue with him, but his steps turned to the front hall.

Halfway through, she turned back again, if it was really as Xu Zhao said, Guan He came to deliver the letter, then in order to avoid her, I was afraid that she would not stay in the front hall to discuss matters.

Mostly in the never-ever.

Zhu Yan turned back to the road just now, Xu Zhao had already left there, and there were only a few dead vines fluttering in the cold wind in the empty corridor.

Walking into the courtyard of eternal nothingness, I heard someone's muffled conversation.

"Never, who are you talking to?"

Zhu Yan knew that he would be noticed, so he simply asked directly.

There was silence inside for a while.

Then, Never pushed the door out, "Ah Yan, come in." ”

Guan He was indeed inside, standing with his back to the door.

There were a few simple envelopes stacked on top of each other.

"Miss Yan is in good health?" Guan He was still on his back.

"It's getting better." Zhu Yan swept the envelopes on a few occasions, and it seemed that they were not handed over to her.

Zhu Yan raised his head and looked at Yongwu, "Is there a letter from Xuanqing?" ”

“…… It can't be handed over to Ah Yan now. "I can't bear to hide it from her," after returning to Jiangnan, I will hand it over to you. ”

Zhu Yan thought for a moment and shook his head resolutely, "Then, I won't go back." ”

How could it be useless to set the time after she returned to Jiangnan? It's just to teach her that she won't have a chance to come back after returning to Jiangnan - in this way, she won't go a second time.

Guan He finally turned around, his face solemn, "Miss Yan, Gongzi told you that everything is subject to Mrs. Zhu's arrangement, don't be willful." ”

Zhu Yan was silent for a while, more resolute than Fang Cai, "If you don't have the ability to tell me in person, then don't let him take care of my affairs." ”

“…… Yan, don't make a fuss. "Never took out a folded piece of paper and handed it to her," and now that I read it, it was only a disappointment. ”

On the stationery, which does not have a red stamp, there are only four short lines of words:

"It's cold in Beijing, the summer in Jiangnan is heavy, the two don't know each other, and Wangqing cherishes himself."

The handwriting is a little vain, but looking at the handwriting, it is indeed written by Yuan Rin.

Zhu Yan frowned, between them, is there only these words to say?

"What I'm going to say...... He has already given it to his mother, and he will receive it in a few days. Zhu Yan picked up the thin piece of letter paper and breathed a sigh of relief, "I will set off on the fifth day of the new year......"

He glanced up at Guan He, "If I go back this time, I will never come to Shangjing again." (To be continued......)