Hide?

She was indeed hiding.

Hide from the fact that everyone knows.

Hide from the marriage contract that the emperor's grace came down one day.

Hide her love for Shen Qiyuan like an overgrown weed.

But she didn't hide.

She got along with him calmly, talked and laughed, and cherished every day as much as possible.

It's just that she can't face his love.

Because it will make her unable to help herself and make actions that will be difficult to consume in the future.

Shen Anyan clenched his fists and lowered his head timidly, "Uncle's words are strange, how can I hide, and why should I hide?" ”

Shen Qiyuan was disgusted with her stubborn temper and refused to admit it, but he loved everything she had very much.

Yes, I only hold my breath in my heart and bear it myself.

"You don't know? As soon as I mentioned the marriage contract to you that day, you turned around and left, and for a few days later, you never came to the room again, and you were not hiding? You ......."

His words came to an abrupt halt in the driver's voice.

Before he could react, Shen Anyan got up with a 'rub'.

"It's getting late, uncle, let's rest early, Yan'er retires."

After saying that, he lifted the curtain and jumped out of the carriage and left without looking back.

Shen Qiyuan wanted to pull, but he only pulled the wind that passed by the corner of his clothes.

Helpless, he could only watch Shen Anyan shrug his shoulders, pretending to be calm and his back stepped over the shadow wall and disappeared from his eyes.

Rong Zhi cautiously spoke: "General." ”

Shen Qiyuan glanced at him, immediately jumped out of the carriage, instructed the coachman to drive the carriage to the backyard, and walked down the steps to Wooling Pavilion.

As he walked, he rubbed his swollen brain, and he was obsessed with what he had just done.

What did you do wrong? Is she doing this to herself?

I've been busy arresting Lin Huaisheng these days, how long haven't I been idle? I didn't think about Shen Anyan's recent abnormality.

It's time to find a time to talk to her.

You can't let her be like this to herself, right?

Shen Qiyuan thought about it, fell asleep on the ground with stars and moons, and when he woke up the next morning, he listened to rumors in the market, saying that it was a man with a habit of breaking his sleeves last night who went to spend a lot of flowers.

Shen Anyan was having breakfast with the old lady in Hanqing Courtyard, and when she heard the news, she choked a few sips.

Bian Niang hurriedly poured tea for her, poured a few sips, and Shen Anyan stopped coughing, but her face was suffocated.

"These people are talking nonsense, they only cared about the autumn spike when they went to that building yesterday, how could they be like what they said......."

Shen Anyan couldn't say the latter words, but he fed himself a mouthful of porridge angrily.

Seeing that Shen Anyan was drinking porridge and gritting her teeth, Qingling coughed,

Shen Anyan reacted, glanced at Old Lady Fang, and saw that she was eating peacefully as if she hadn't heard it, so she was relieved.

It's just that she didn't eat a few bites, Mrs. Fang put down the bowl, took the towel handed by Mama Wang, looked at Shen Anyan and abandoned the chopsticks, and said slowly: "People are old and have a bad appetite, don't let me go, eat by yourself, I still want to see you eat porridge." ”

The words are full of banter.

Shen Anyan's face turned red, and he didn't dare to reply, so he got up and saluted and retired.

After the old lady's head was reached, she hurriedly rushed out of the door.

Old Mrs. Fang looked at the figure walking in the sun, and her smile was mixed with a hint of regret, "It's a pity........

Shen Anyan walked in a hurry, looking for the cobblestone path and burying his head in walking.

Qingling behind her hurriedly called 'girl', but she still didn't avoid Shen Anyan from hitting someone.

The nose is cold and cold, with a faint smell of cloves.

"Where are you going in such a hurry?"

The familiar male voice made Shen Anyan's ears red, she raised her head, and her gaze crashed into Shen Qiyuan's compelling face.

"Uncle, uncle......."

Shen Qiyuan frowned slightly, as if he was not happy that she was so reckless, "I happened to meet me today, if you are someone else, what if you knock someone down?" ”

Shen Anyan became angry, and her uncle said this as if she was very fat.

She glanced at her, "Don't worry about Uncle Labor, but if you bump someone else, I will pay him some money, besides, this road is so wide, he doesn't go anywhere else, he doesn't go here, he bumps into me, it seems to be deliberate." ”

Shen Qiyuan laughed angrily at her arrogance, "You are so reasonable." ”

Shen Anyan was so angry that her cheeks bulged, "Don't dare." ”

Then he turned around and called Bian Niang and Qingling, "Wait for a few owners to come over, and Yan'er will be lost first." ”

Shen Qiyuan made up his mind to find a time to talk to her, and he was not in a hurry at this time, so he also turned sideways and let her go.

Shen Anyan stubbornly brushed his body by.

Qingling and Bian Niang followed in a hurry, and only dared to take a breath when they arrived in the courtyard.

Hong Qian brought the tea, looked at Qingling and Bian Niang out of breath, and sighed, "What demons and monsters did you meet?" How can I gasp like this? ”

Qingling shook her head and said, "Don't say it." ”

Hong Qian said strangely, but he didn't ask again, poured tea and handed it to Shen Anyan, who was not very good-looking, "Sister, this is angry in the old lady's house." ”

Qingling sighed that Hongqian couldn't understand the words, and told her not to speak, she was still asking, for fear that she would not be affected by the pond fish.

Shen Anyan took a sip of tea and asked her, "Hongqian, you say, am I fat?" ”

Hongqian was a little caught off guard, "Fat? ”

Seeing Shen Anyan nodding.

Hong smiled lightly, "Sister, you are very thin, where are you fat?" ”

Shen Anyan snorted coldly, "You didn't even look at me, so you said that I wasn't fat, but I didn't want to be sincere." ”

Hong Qian was choked by these words, and then she finally understood what Qingling's sentence 'don't say it' meant.

But at this moment, it was too late to regret it, Shen Anyan actually began to ask Qingling, "Qingling, you say, am I fat?" ”

Qingling learned from her predecessors, and always looked up and down at Shen Anyan before saying: "Sister, your waist is full of hands, and you are fat there." ”

Red Light echoed.

Shen Anyan listened to it like a frosted eggplant, and lay on the round table of Huanghuali wood, "But others say that I am fat." ”

Hong Qian didn't know why, and he didn't learn a lesson, so he asked in a daze: "Who is the other person?" ”

Shen Anyan wanted to answer, but felt that it was inappropriate, so she muttered silently, and finally sat on the pestle and tossed around.

Seeing this, Bian Niang sighed, "Girl, why do you care about what others say?" It's just someone else. ”

Shen Anyan's face turned a little paler.

She looked at Shang Bian Niang, and for a moment, she retracted her gaze, dodged, and fell into the bronze mirror, her young and beautiful face, like a flower-like jade, obviously not blooming, but as if she was so grateful, without a trace of anger.

Shen Anyan wanted to say a few words, but the few sentences of the manuscript went down to his throat again.

When Bian Niang saw her like this, she felt uncomfortable, held her hand, put it on her hand, and patted and comforted.

"Sister, there was no marriage contract before, the old slave I was looking forward to the second master and you being successful, and now that there is a marriage contract, the old slave can only be this stick stick."

Shen Anyan blew her nose and wanted to cry, "Bian Niang, I understand, but you just let me do this, when she gets married, I will move out and find a yard to live alone." ”