Waiting for Shen Anyan to return to the mansion, it was already mist, and the sky was faintly dark with crow blue.

Bian Niang walked over with candles, saw her pale face, and the gloomy color that her drooping eyelids couldn't suppress, and hurriedly asked: "Sister, I went to the palace here, how did I become like this." ”

Qingling shook her head slightly.

Bian Niang hurriedly pursed her lips and said, "Sister, I went for a day today, I'm afraid I'm tired, so the slave and maid asked someone to get some hot water, and clean up first." ”

The boiling water was poured into the bucket and immediately a thick white mist smoked the whole room, Shen Anyan took off his clothes on the other side of the screen, and then heard the red light next door holding a wooden basin spoon into the bucket to mix water.

The sound of the dripping water was accompanied by a crisp and dull crashing sound.

Qingling pulled the towel and the curtain to look at it, turned her head to look at Shen Anyan's confused expression, and couldn't help but say: "Sister, the water is mixed, let's go clean up and settle first!" Those things in my heart, wait for Ming'er to wake up, and then think about it. ”

Shen Anyan rubbed his forehead, and unconsciously twisted it towards the bloodstained place, and the fine scab fell off the scar, and the distorted appearance was like a dead and silent worm.

Seeing this, Qingling stepped forward to take a look, her voice was a little anxious, "This injury has to wait for it to fall off, and I am afraid that I will leave a scar if I tear it off like this." ”

Shen Anyan stroked his eyebrows and snorted, "Didn't you say that you still look good if you are so broken?" So if you leave a scar, you will leave a scar. ”

As he spoke, he stepped into the inner room.

The warm water vapor attacked, which made Shen Anyan tremble for a while, and hurriedly entered the water.

Qingling followed up and said angrily: "None of the women in the others don't care about their appearance, but sister, you say that you will leave a scar, and if you want those women outside to hear, you have to smack." ”

"What do I care about them? I can't make my own decisions about my appearance? ”

Shen Anyan leaned against the barrel wall and sneered, a pair of autumn eyes glanced up, turning out all kinds of styles.

Seeing this, Qingling's heart relaxed, and she lifted the wooden scoop and poured it on Shen Anyan's smooth white jade shoulder and arm, "So, my sister understands these truths, so why should the words of the saint be put in my ears, after all, they are just the words of others, and their own thoughts are not all their own decisions?" ”

Shen Anyan was stunned and buried her head in the water.

Warm water seeped through her thin skin, and her heart thumped.

The faint yellow candlelight was overflowing because of the water vapor, and every surging seemed to carry light, and Shen Anyan's head was in such a light cluster, like the golden light on the Bodhisattva's body, dazzling and holy.

After a while, she revealed half of her face and muttered: "Qingling, if there is someone he should save you and can save you, but he didn't save him, do you blame him?" ”

Qingling thought about her words very seriously, and her eyes flickered like a torch in the foggy scene, "It's probably weird, because that's what he should, but his own life and death are tied to the hands of others, which is too restrictive, and the slave still thinks that she has saved herself." ”

She lowered her head, looked at Shen Anyan's confused appearance, didn't bother, poured a drift of water on her, and said, "Sister, the water is cold, do you want to add some hot water?" ”

Shen Anyan shook his head, "I'm tired from going to the palace today, let's sleep first, as you said, I can't figure it out." ”

That being said, when the head touched the pillow, the upper and lower eyelids seemed to quarrel and were killed.

Shen Anyan couldn't help tossing and turning, and the pillow filled with buckwheat was rustling, so the rustling sound matched with the sound of the stinger outside the window, as if it was a drum, beating one after another.

Rong Zhi looked at her like this, and couldn't help but walk in, "I went to the palace once, but I lost sleep, and this word may make people wonder what you said to the saint." ”

Shen Anyan didn't raise his eyebrows, just stared at the tent hook on the bed and said indifferently: "I don't know if others are unfamiliar or not, but if you enter my room when I go to bed, so that my uncle will know, my uncle will definitely ask you." ”

She moved out of Shen Qiyuan and called Rong Zhi speechless, but at the end of the day, she couldn't help but be lonely in the corner of her mouth, the news from there only said that the enemy army didn't know where to hear the news, and when Shen Qiyuan was seriously ill, he marched into the army in a big way, causing Shen Qiyuan's already overwhelmed body to go into battle again, and he was so tired that he vomited blood immediately.

But even if these words were hung in his mouth so many times, he couldn't speak, so he could only turn to the second and ask, "Did the Holy Lord talk to you about the general's side today?" ”

His words did not reveal a single thing, but his tone was mixed with solemnity, which made Shen Anyan stunned, and hurriedly stood up and asked, "Is there something wrong with my uncle?" What's wrong? ”

Rong Zhi subconsciously shook his head, but found that how could he see it in such a dark and rumbling night, so he sighed, "It's not a big deal, it's just that the Otsuki clan seems to know about the military situation and sent troops inexplicably, which caught the general a little off guard, so he was worried that there was a spy in the army........"

If there are spies in the army, it is not called to be investigated in the army, why do you ask about the saint?

Isn't it that the spies in this army are involved with the people in the palace?

Shen Anyan wanted to enter the clouds, and couldn't help but clench the quilt with both hands, "The saint didn't talk about the affairs of the army, I think it was because I was a woman, and it would be useless to talk to me." ”

Rong Zhi twisted his eyebrows, and didn't ask much, just asked Shen Anyan to pay more attention to the people of the royal family.

This only made Shen Anyan more sure that the spies in the army were involved in the royal family of the previous dynasty, and he couldn't help but think about Shen Qiyuan's title a while ago, I was afraid that the prince had already looked sideways and knew the identity of his uncle, so he wanted to eradicate his uncle through the hands of the Dayue clan.

Thinking like this, Shen Anyan felt as if he was trembling.

When Bian Niang came in, she saw Shen Anyan sitting by the window, and the soft sunlight shone on her face, making her charming and moving face even more beautiful, and she couldn't help but smile, "Sister is afraid that it will be cold, and it will be winter after this late autumn. ”

Shen Anyan heard her words and looked outside the house, and sure enough, the begonias and pear blossoms had already withered, leaving only the bare branches stretched out in the endless dome.

She silently lowered her eyes, stared at Chang Tang in her hand and muttered to herself, "It's almost winter, and after winter is the New Year, can my uncle come back then?" If I can't come back, won't I celebrate the New Year alone? ”

In fact, in her previous life, she married Lin Huaisheng and spent the New Year alone, but at that time, she was pregnant with Lin'er in her belly, and she didn't feel lonely, she just felt that it was difficult to endure that time.

But in this life, with Shen Qiyuan and concern, a heart is restrained, and it is no longer so able to withstand the beating of wind and rain, even the most accustomed solitude in the previous life has become a lonely lamp boiling oil, burning a heart in great pain.