Chapter 245: Alone

"It's not rude to come." Yan Huai chuckled.

As soon as the words landed, Turan also eagerly approached Xie Shuning's body, and glanced at Yan Huai with a little dissatisfaction, as if he was silently blaming him for how could he directly pull Xie Shuning and leave.

She firmly grasped the rabbit lamp in her hand and asked Xie Shuning, "Miss, are we going over there to see the lights?" โ€

Only then did Xie Shuning mention to her that he wanted to take her to take her to see the towering light tree in the center of Dongcheng that went straight into the sky, but who knew that halfway through, he first met Yan Huai, and then was scattered by the flow of people, and now he is getting farther and farther away.

Xie Shuning looked up at it from afar, saw the fire in the distance, and turned her head to look at Tulan, the girl with the rabbit lantern combed her thick black braids, and opened her eyes that were much deeper than those of the Xiyue people, like a little rabbit in a rabbit cage, looking at herself with a blank eye, full of expectation, and couldn't help but soften, so she bowed her head and said: "Go, let's go." โ€

But there are still crowds of people walking against the current in the streets, and I am afraid that we will have to wait a while.

If Turan had gone by himself, he would have been very fast, and it would not have been long before he could squeeze out of the crowd and reach the lamp tree. But once Xie Shuning was brought with him, the long street became particularly long, and it took a long time to walk. Moreover, people come and go, and it is very crowded, and someone may step on it and touch it after a while.

Before Turan went out, she was told by Zhuo's mother to take good care of Xie Shuning, and when she thought that she would hurt Xie Shuning just to watch the light, she couldn't help but hesitate, "Miss, if not, I still won't go." โ€

"Why not?" Xie Shuning was stunned, "There will be fewer people later." Let's go again. โ€

Turan smiled and agreed, knowing in his heart that they couldn't stay outside for long. When the time comes, I'll go back to Beicheng.

In addition, there is a Xie Yi waiting to go home together, and he has to set aside time to meet them.

Although she smiled, she couldn't help but show a little disappointment in her eyes.

Turan is not good at hiding his emotions, so he asked Xie Shuning to show it clearly.

Xie Shuning sighed slightly, and was just about to coax a few words, when he heard Ji Xiang, who stood behind Yan Huai at some point, said casually: "It's bustling, I don't have to squeeze your young lady." I don't know the way, I'll take you. โ€

Hearing this, the other three people present all subconsciously looked at him.

Auspicious don't open your face. Fake coughed twice, and said with a slight annoyance: "Do you want to go?" โ€

Xie Shuning couldn't come back to his senses from this sudden word for a while, and said, "Is it really feasible for the personal guard to leave the master?" โ€

After saying that, she came to her senses in a daze. Turan wasn't her personal handmaiden. He also served as a bodyguard. Even so, Turan's reasoning cannot be separated from her.

Sure enough, Miss Turan, who was loyal to her duties, frowned, "My young lady can't stay here alone!" โ€

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ Miss Turan, aren't you human? Yan Huai, who was originally looking at the river, turned his head and said slowly.

Turan was stunned, and only after a while realizing that he seemed to have said the wrong thing again, he apologized in a panic.

Ji Xiang listened impatiently at the back. Kicked the crooked-necked tree on the bank of the river, the sparse leaves and the remaining snow falling down.

"Let's go see the lights. I'm here waiting for you to come back and pick me up. Xie Shuning took Turan's hand, looked at the exotic girl in front of him and smiled, "It won't take too long." โ€

Turan hesitated, suddenly swayed at Yan Huai, still carrying a rabbit lantern in his hand, and staggered almost into the river, "Then please take care of my young lady temporarily, don't let her play in the snow, don't let her walk around alone, don't ......"

"Alright, let's go!" Xie Shuning listened to her say what Zhuo's mother had told her before, unable to support her forehead, and hurriedly rushed away.

Turan followed the auspicious and gradually walked away.

Yan Huai's martial arts are very good, they all know that Turan is not worried that Xie Shuning will be in danger and no one will take care of her, she just always feels that there seems to be something wrong with her leaving like this.

But she grew up outside the Saiwai, and she was used to seeing men and women talking alone, so she didn't think for a while that Yan Huai and Xie Shuning should not be left behind.

Xie Shuning naturally won't be unclear, but tonight it won't hurt.

What's more, there is no one around, even if someone sees it, they don't know which lady she is, and who can climb anything indiscriminately.

Moreover, no matter how beautiful the lanterns are, no matter how handsome the young man is, she can't give birth to a charming mind......

After Jixiang left Turan, the two of them were really the only ones left on the riverbank.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

The two masters, who were left behind by their respective guards and maidservants because they wanted to see the lights, were relatively speechless, and they had nothing to say.

Xie Shuning secretly rejoiced that when she met Yan Huai when she returned before, there was no good thing, bad luck is commonplace, no matter what happens today, it will not be unlucky, it is really fortunate.

"Doctor Deer and the child, are you okay?" After a moment of silence, Yan Huai asked.

Thinking of Doudou, Xie Shuning laughed, and said, "Thanksgiving to Grandpa Guo." โ€

This is not a polite remark, if it weren't for Yan Huai, she wouldn't have been able to rescue Lukong's father and son on her own. It was also because of this incident that Xie Shuning dared to stay in the same place as Yan Huai at this moment, instead of running away immediately.

The cold and gloomy man she knew in her previous life didn't seem to be the person she knew today.

When Xie Shuning received Yan Huai's so-called reply letter of "coming without being rude", she looked at the snow outside the window and speculated for a long time, is the time not yet come, or is it the gloomy man, is it a rumor at all?

She couldn't get an answer to that question.

"That'll be fine." Yan Huai smiled when she heard this, "Eighth Miss, do you still remember those questions you asked me a few months ago in the Zhuangzi on the outskirts of Pingjiao?" โ€

Xie Shuning lowered her eyes: "Naturally remember." โ€

Yan Huai squatted down suddenly, stretched out his hand and picked up a floating lamp from the river, "My uncle didn't like me very much since I was a child, and it has never changed to this day, I don't know the reason for the road, and no one tells me the reason." But when I finally couldn't help but be angry and went to question him personally, he didn't even bother to look at me, and he didn't even want to find an excuse to send me away. With his back to Xie Shuning, he chuckled. My grandmother begged me directly, don't blame my uncle, and let my mother and Yanlin go. โ€

The night breeze is gentle. Blowing from the surface of the river.

On the other side of the river is a continuous stream of restaurants and inns, noisy and noisy, day and night.

On this side of the river, only the young man's calm and cold voice slowly entered Xie Shuning's ears with the night breeze.

"I agreed. My mother wants to kill me, but I won't kill her; Yan Lin wants to live, so I let him live; Uncle hates me, just hate me. He said one after another. The sound is getting softer and softer.

However, when these words fell on Xie Shuning's ears, they were like thunder.

She has always known that Yan Huai respects Mrs. Wan very much. But he didn't know that Yan Huai had obviously taken charge of the Yan family in the past, but he only exiled Yan Lin and put Xiao Wan under house arrest, precisely because of Mrs. Wan's intercession.

But years later. Mrs. Wan is still alive. Xiao Wan and Yan Lin are already dead.

What happened in those years to force Yan Huai to break the oath he made in front of his respected grandmother?

Xie Shuning was a little chilled.

Yan Huai suddenly threw the floating lamp in his hand out of the water, and the lotus-like lamp drew a graceful arc on the surface of the river, fell in the middle impartially, and continued to drift forward by the current. He looked at the lamp in the distance and said, "I shouldn't have said these things in front of Miss Eight, it's really a gaffe." โ€

Xie Shuning was silent for a while. The ghost envoy answered the word in a hurry: "It's okay, I've been holding my mind for a long time." It's always bad. โ€

If you hide it in your heart for a long time, it will become a cancer, and even if you dig it up, it may not be cured.

She didn't realize that her tone had become surprisingly gentle, with an imperceptible amazement.

After the death of her mother in her previous life, she lived in a long house, and for many sleepless days and nights, she wandered alone under the corridor of Meihuawu, full of worries and no one to talk about, and day after day became a pustule that would not bleed, and it hurt when she touched it.

On the night of the Lantern Festival, looking at the chaotic and flickering lights of thousands of homes, the two people on the bank of the river were quiet.

I don't know how long it took, but the bustling flow of people on the street gradually regained its previous slow speed, and the noise and noise also subsided.

Xie Shuning stood for a long time, her legs and feet were a little numb, she couldn't help but stretch out one foot, take a step to the side, reach out and clench her fist and beat her leg a few times.

At this moment, the young man with his back to her turned around, half of his face was hidden in the darkness, and asked, "Miss Eight, do you remember when we first met?" โ€

Xie Shuning: "......"

The first time she saw Yan Huai should have been when the leaves were falling in the autumn of that year. Yan Huai and his party returned from hunting, and she took Zhen'er back to the city from the outside to enter the incense, and glanced at it hurriedly.

But that was from a past life.

As for this life, Xie Shuning suddenly couldn't remember.

In my memory, there seems to be a rainy day, and someone sent her who fainted back to Huihe Princess in the palace.

After all, it should be this one.

She thought like this, although she didn't know why Yan Huai asked about this for no reason, she was still ready to reply to him: "On the eve of Princess Huihe's birthday, in the palace." โ€

Yan Huai sighed: "Not really." โ€

Xie Shuning was surprised, thinking about it, and couldn't think of the two having met earlier.

"That day, it really looks a little like tonight." Yan Huai stood at the water's edge, half of his body hidden in the shadow of the tree, so that people could not see his expression clearly.

Xie Shuning became more and more surprised, could it be that they had met as early as a certain year's Lantern Festival?

While thinking about it, she suddenly heard Yan Huai ask, "I heard that Miss Eight is still tracking down the murderer who stabbed you with a sword at the Dunhuang celebration?" โ€

When he spoke, the young man's voice was hesitant, almost inaudible, showing how hesitant and empty the person who spoke was.

"Dunhuang Celebration?" Xie Shuning muttered these four words in a daze, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "Should it be...... It's you? โ€

The figure standing opposite said: "I owe Miss Eight a sword, and I will be a ...... in the future."

"Plopโ€”"

Before he finished speaking, the young man in a black coat standing by the water, who had been rushed forward, was pushed into the river with a heavy blow. (To be continued......)

PS: Thank you Jiangnan Xibei, Yuanfeng, Bamboo Tea, aquazl, Mizutani Shizuku, Dandan Mama, EileenShi, Gun Saint Reincarnation, woaitangdou, zoey0806, and the pink of Chai Mei in front of the window~~~ Thank you for the peace charm of the book friend 140121184934099 your relatives ~~~ Thank you for the little cute baby's He's bi!! \(โ‰งโ–ฝโ‰ฆ)/ But in addition to thanks, I want to tell you the unfortunate news that the author Jun actually caught a cold again...... I don't know if it's because of the decline in resistance during the special period, and now it's a stuffy nose, a sore throat, and a stomachache...... I have taken medicine and tried to get a good night's sleep and heal myself. I didn't add anything to it today.,Tomorrow depends on the situation.,But this time it's not as ferocious as last time.,Nothing else can be guaranteed.,But resolutely continue to ask for leave! It's such a happy decision! Dizziness, if this chapter is written incoherently, forgive me......