Autumn is already cool, and this year's winter came earlier than usual.

Zhu Yan leaned on the side to read the book of poems in his hand, and when he occasionally looked up, he could always see a cluster of red plums in his bones that were as bright as new blood in front of him.

The faint fragrance of red in the bones is very faint, and I don't deliberately smell it, and I can hardly feel the cold fragrance in the air.

Zhu Yan looked at the scarlet petals and was stunned, she once said that she wanted to give a cluster of red plums to relieve her worries, but after all, she was discredited, I don't know if the cluster of red plums in the south of the Yangtze River is still as gorgeous and fragrant as before?

It seemed like a long, long time, but at this time, when she saw this gorgeous red plum and touched the delicate and soft petals, she realized that it was only a year.

A lot of things have happened this year, so much so that people feel like they have gone through a dream and become much older all of a sudden.

Putting down the book in his hand, Zhu Yan turned the small calendar on the side boredly.

On the fifth day of the winter month, there are still five days, and that day is circled with a red pen, which is the day she personally set to return to Jiangnan.

In fact, Zhu Yan didn't know what she could do after returning to Jiangnan, she thought that she might still be like in the past, planting some flowers and plants, developing medicines, and treating people.

But after going through so much, she really can't bring up the same mood as before.

Maybe it will be better after a long time, right? - She didn't know when she had such irresponsible thoughts.

But she couldn't think of anything more than that slim thought.

The small pen in his hand hovered in the air for a while, and a little cinnabar color dripped on the cooked Xuan, and there were traces of red tears next to the cut of Hanmei on the paper.

Zhu Yan frowned, allowing the abrupt dot of color to remain on the paper. Dip the pen into the pen wash and slowly wash off the stained color from the pen.

The very positive cinnabar color is smudged in the water, but no matter how you wash it. The little bit of color at the base of the pen can't fade after all.

Are some memories like that?

Even if she loses her memory by chance, everything will not return to its original state, let alone her current state of mind?

When you go back to Gangnam, will everything start again? -- The answer is definitely no.

Zhu Yan breathed a long sigh of relief, she had already understood this answer, but she was always reluctant to say so, as if she didn't deny it positively. There will be a turnaround.

The small pen in his hand had been re-dyed with ink, and a few words had fallen on a piece of paper that had been spread out.

The content is very short, but it is to inform Yuan Rin that he has returned to Jiangnan. His body is slowly recovering, and now he is fine, so please don't worry about it.

After the ink dried, Zhu Yan carefully folded the letter. A petal falls from the branch. It was folded into a piece of letterhead.

The red plum that Fang Cai had also put into the envelope, and there was nothing else on the surface, and it was empty and lonely.

"Mother, I'm sorry for you." Zhu Yan pushed the envelope to the other side of the long table.

Xu Suzhen sat silently opposite her from beginning to end, and after putting away the envelope, she still didn't say a word.

"Won't Mother go back with me?" Zhu Yan bowed slightly, and stood up with the flower stand on the side.

Xu Suzhen entrusted Yongwu and Ren Qiniang to send her back to Jiangnan, but she planned to stay in Shangjing. Obviously said that he was taking care of business, but in fact, he had to take care of Zhu Qi and Mingzi - after all, they were still two children. Shangjing is still unfamiliar to them, and it is not easy to deal with.

"There are still some business to be done, I will stay for some time, and I will go back." Xu Suzhen frowned and carefully looked at her complexion, "Ah Yan, although you have improved a lot in recent days, your body has been severely damaged after all, and you can't make up for it in ten days and a half months. ”

"Okay, don't worry, mother." Zhu Yan behaved very well-behaved, with a slight smile on his slightly thin face, which was more and more similar to the cut red plum on the shelf.

"Covered in ice and snow, glamorous as a little dan." Xu Suzhen's old and gentle voice swayed, "It's very similar to Qianyun." ”

Zhu Yan buried her head, her eyes slightly hidden, this was the first time Xu Suzhen mentioned Qianyun in front of her, "What kind of ...... does mother have to Qianyun?" ”

Xu Suzhen once admitted that Qianyun died at her hands, but she never talked about the real reason.

Regarding their past days in Xuyuan, Zhu Yan only heard Nagan scribe, Rong Niang, Zhu Xian and others accidentally mention it, and she never knew how Xu Suzhen and Qianyun got along.

"Qianyun, ......" Xu Suzhen raised her head, there seemed to be a faint smile on her expressionless face, "She is a high-minded and arrogant woman, I heard that even if she once made a living by playing the qin in the Xianyue Tower, she is also known for her style and bones, and it is not surprising that Juzhi will respect her and admire her." ”

Zhu Yan poured some warm tea and handed it to her, "Then why did you kill her?" ”

"Maybe you've heard Chen Niang and them say that I once had a daughter." Xu Suzhen's face was calm, but the words she said made Zhu Yan lose her mind for a moment, "That child is called 'Yanzi', and she is not the daughter of Juzhi, but he still lets her be her concubine...... Qianyun gave birth to you not long after, and in order to give you a better life experience, I designed the swallow to drown, so that you could be raised by me as a concubine. ”

“…… When did Mother find out about this? Zhu Yan felt that his fingers were trembling, this kind of thing, how could he be relieved if someone else changed?!

Xu Suzhen glanced at her deeply, and her tone was still flat, "When Juzhi brought this matter up with me, I knew it." ”

"That's when my mother became like this...... Competent? ”

"Yes." Xu Suzhen glanced at her with a smile, without a trace of looking at the enemy's daughter, "But Ah Yan, those things are in the past, and there is no need to mention them again." ”

Zhu Yan shook his head, "But will my mother hate me?" If it weren't for me, my sister wouldn't have died, would she? ”

"No, it won't." Xu Silk Zhen stood up, "Yanzi was born with a disease, in fact, she may not be able to live for long, I have always thought in my heart that you are living with her." ”

"Mother Gaoyi." Zhu Yan choked and walked slowly to her side, "If everyone in the world can think like our mother, why do we need to live so hard?" ”

Xu Suzhen smiled bitterly, "But people in the world don't all think like this." Qianyun's matter, heh, when I heard that you were going to look for Qianyun, I met with her first, and she proposed that she was willing to die to repay the previous grudge, and asked me to promise to protect you and Ah Qi I. ”

"Actually, my mother could have told me about these things, so ...... There will be no misunderstanding of the mother. Zhu Yan lowered her eyes and smiled, if it weren't for that misunderstanding, she might not have chosen to go to Beijing so soon, and the current situation might have changed.

But not perhaps.

Zhu Yan breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm going to find the matter of never discussing going back to Jiangnan, can my mother go together?" ”

"I'm going to go back to the city again, so I'm not going to accompany you." Xu Suzhen raised her sleeves, and when she was halfway away, she suddenly added, "On the way back to Jiangnan, think about it." (To be continued......)