Shen Anyan was a little stunned when she heard the tremor in his voice, she looked up, but saw that her eyes were red Shen Qiyuan, and her heart was shocked.

She suffocated the despair in his eyes, like an old wine, deep in the drunkenness that made people hurt at the slightest touch.

She didn't understand and was more panicked, but in order to soothe his heart, she tried to raise the corners of her mouth, "Uncle, how did you get it?" What has been so painful for so long? ”

Shen Qiyuan pursed his lips, and he couldn't spit out half a word of that sentence in his throat, but just smiled and said, "What happened some time ago, did you forget?" ”

He didn't say anything more, turned his head, looked at the clear moonlight, and asked casually, "The embroidered picture of the birthday gift you gave to the old lady today is exquisite." ”

Shen Anyan was slightly surprised, she didn't understand why Shen Qiyuan asked this, did she notice something?

She twisted her eyebrows slightly, and her thoughtful expression had nowhere to hide in Shen Qiyuan's gaze.

Shen Qiyuan was even more puzzled, but he casually tightened his sleeves for her, and said, "It's much better than the embroidered bag you gave me last time." ”

Shen Anyan snorted, "What's this, change Ming'er, I'll embroider it with my uncle again." ”

Shen Qiyuan smiled, and after speaking, the two walked out of the corridor along the path.

Because it had rained, the dark night was mixed with the fragrance of the earth, and there were always a few naughty bricks on the bluestone-paved road, and there was water hidden under them, which would overflow if they were trampled on slightly.

Shen Anyan only took a few steps, and his socks were soaked, and the corners of his skirt were also stained with mud.

Shen Qiyuan watched her move forward cautiously with the corners of her skirt, and only said: "This road has been in disrepair for a long time, and when the weather is clear, people will fill in the gaps." ”

Shen Anyan listened to his words, nodded and said: "You have to ask someone to repair it, it's nothing, the main thing is that there is an old lady at home, if she doesn't step on it for a while and falls, it won't be good." ”

As she spoke, a stream of stagnant water sprang up from the crack in the brick under her feet, jumping a few feet high.

Shen Anyan was so frightened that she hurriedly closed her eyes, but when she came back to her senses, she looked at Shen Qiyuan and looked at herself narrowly.

She felt some resentment in her heart, and pouted: "Uncle looks at my jokes!" ”

Although Shen Qiyuan smiled, he said extremely aggrieved, "Where do I dare, it's too late for me to protect you." ”

He loves her delicate appearance as a little woman, and others see her dignified and generous, restrained and steady, but he can only appreciate her unique truth.

It's like a flower that belongs only to him blooms in front of him.

Shen Anyan listened to his words, his heart was beating violently, his mind was chaotic, and he breathed a long sigh of relief as if he was discouraged, threw his skirt, and walked generously.

Shen Qiyuan raised his eyebrows to look at her, but saw that she said disapprerovingly: "It's dirty, so you don't have to be restrained anymore, it's better to walk more relaxed." ”

Then she pursed her lips and sighed a little, "The water in this brick crack is like those things, I don't think it's strange to see it usually, but when it comes to a critical moment, it becomes a fatal existence. ”

Shen Qiyuan listened to her remarks that the bull's head was not in the horse's mouth, and he only felt funny, so he simply walked to Bibo Courtyard at this time.

Shen Qiyuan stopped, looked at Shen Anyan, who was also dazzling and gorgeous standing in the large-flowered crape myrtle, and said with a smile: "Come in, I saw you go in, I'll go again." ”

He said it lightly, but his words seemed to be heavy, full of joy that filled his eyes and eyebrows.

She happily answered, and went into the room, leaning against the window, watching the figure under the moon door disappear in her eyes and seam into her heart.

Qingling was full of suspicion, and added tea and said, "Sister....... You and the second master? ”

She was asking, Bian Niang walked over with the water stains on her body, "This rain is so heavy, I feel that the house is too stuffy in the afternoon, so I put the window to breathe, but I didn't think that the heavy rain would pour in the evening, sweeping the house into a mess." ”

Saying that, Bian Niang frowned and looked at Qingling, "You are still stunned, why don't you help clean up quickly, it's not early today, my sister has been busy all day, and she must have wanted to sleep for a long time." ”

Qingling had no choice but to suppress her doubts, and hurriedly followed Bian Niang to clean up the house.

The wind blew the window paper up and down, Shen Anyan put down the sill window, and wanted to unload the pearl hairpin to sleep, but remembering Shen Qiyuan's words, he walked to the candle again and started a rope.

The Dragon Boat Festival is coming soon, and she has to make some long-life threads to give to her grandmother and uncle.

However, the silk thread was not enough, so Shen Anyan had to ask Hong Qianqian to go out the next day to buy some five-color silk threads, soft silks, and fan pendants back.

Hong Qian came back with the basket, "Sister, the slave specially took some incense powder and realgar." ”

As he spoke, he put the basket down, then looked at Shen Anyan buried in the pile of ornaments, and muttered with a slightly strange expression: "Sister, the slave went out and heard some rumors." ”

Shen Anyan sat on the pestle and picked up the silk thread, looking calm, "Since you say it's rumors, why bother to take it to heart." ”

Hong Qian sighed, and followed Shen Anyan's instructions to get the account book.

After going back and forth, I saw Shen Anyan weaving a gold and silver interlaced jade and comparing it to the sun in his hand.

Seeing the scorching colored halo, Hong Qian sighed, "Su Niangzi always said that her sister's craftsmanship was almost hot, but the slave maid said that if her sister's craftsmanship was lacking, then those embroidery girls outside who relied on these to make a living would be ashamed." ”

Shen Anyan said that her mouth was slippery, and she smiled and put Fanying into the bead box.

Hong Qian frowned and asked, "Sister only made such a one, is it for the uncle?" ”

Fanying is an accessory for men, Shen Fangrui and her have always been incompatible, can she be Fanying and Shen Fangrui?

The loss of red is easy to say.

"Naturally, it's for my uncle."

Hongqian looked at Shen Anyan's calmness, and lowered her eyes, "Uncle he doesn't have to say it, sister, if you don't send it, the old lady won't ask you more, but on the second master's side, Princess Guishuang is his unfinished wife, although she is a relative, but if you send it, she will also send it, not to mention being bumped into, who should the second master wear?" ”

Shen Anyan was a little surprised, these words didn't seem to come from a shallow mouth, but like a steady and light tone.

Shen Anyan held the silk thread, pondered for a moment, and asked, "What did you hear when you went out today?" ”

Hongqian slowly sorted out the silk threads, trapped them in a good place, and put them in the basket helplessly, and then stumbled: "Didn't my sister say those words that I can't listen to?" You don't have to hear it. ”

Shen Anyan laughed very much, "You girl, when you say, I don't listen, when I ask, you don't say it, I'll ask you again, do you say it or not?" ”

Her tone was relaxed and smiling, but Hongqian raised her eyes and looked at her solemnly, "Sister, slave maid listen to those individuals, you don't abide by etiquette, seduce a married man, and ignore Shen Hou Mansion." ”