"Three girls."

The cloister poured through the urgent wind and carried Shen Qiyuan's sonic shock in Shen Anyan's heart, telling her to pause on her feet and turn around, "Please give me advice." ”

Shen Qiyuan couldn't see her so indifferent and detached, he only felt that his blood was drenched in cold water.

Shen Qiyuan lowered his eyes and said in a more relaxed tone: "Third girl, what's wrong with you?" ”

Shen Anyan's pupils shrank, but there was no emotion on his face.

"Uncle, you are asking this strangely, how am I? Uncle, don't you know that you have crossed the rules many times? ”

"Am I overstepping the rules?" Shen Qiyuan snorted coldly with a gloomy face, and the step that he wanted to step towards her stopped in the eyes of the people who passed by.

Shen Anyan looked at it, sneering.

Look, on the surface, he said that he didn't know, but this whole body was doing this, for fear of being seen by others a little intimate.

With such sarcasm, Shen Anyan felt the heat wave rolling up her chest make her eyes hot.

She blew her nose, lowered her head, and hid her emotions out of reach, "Uncle, it's not too early, I'll go back first." ”

Shen Qiyuan was a little anxious, and the hand hidden in his sleeve shook and shook, and finally looked at her.

Under the firelight, the delicate and beautiful face that haunted him.

He sighed, as if whimpering in the whirlwind of the wind, "Do you think that I have dragged down the Shenhou Mansion, so you have drawn a line with me like this." ”

Shen Anyan was so angry by his words that she was about to laugh.

Sure enough, he is worthy of being a general, and he is really eloquent!

It was clear that he had given up on her for self-preservation, but now he had put the cause of all this on her, describing her as nothing.

In other words, in his mind, she is such a person: a worldly person who gives up a true heart for the sake of fame and fortune, and for the sake of not knowing the so-called external things.

Now that the words have been said to this point, Shen Anyan didn't want to defend himself anymore, so he only broke the jar, hooked the corners of his mouth, and bowed his chin, "Uncle, you are right." ”

Shen Qiyuan was sentenced to death by her words, and the bitterness of those days enveloped him, converging into an invisible sword that continued to pierce him.

He lowered his always proud eyes and said, "I ....... so."

Shen Qiyuan muttered, whispered several times, and then raised his head, the sadness in his eyes hurt Shen Anyan.

But it was only for a moment, and soon, he turned his head to look at the bright moon in the sky and showed his usual smile, "The hour is indeed extremely late........ I understand, I understand, don't bother. ”

He spoke incoherently, but Shen Anyan understood, and he also heard the sound of 'rubbing' the ground from the depths of his heart as Shen Qiyuan walked away, and the bond that invisibly pulled them broke in an instant.

He and she came to the end of the mountain.

Such thoughts burst out, and the sourness in my heart overwhelmingly followed.

Shen Anyan couldn't support it, squatted down, hugged her knees and hated God for playing tricks on her like this, letting her be reborn, but not allowing her to live a happy life.

On the one hand, she complained about why she and Shen Qiyuan met each other, and didn't have the opportunity to stay with them.

So what's the point of her rebirth?

Is it to redress his father's grievances? Save the Shenhou Mansion from fire and water?

And can she really watch Shen Qiyuan embrace others with peace of mind?

Shen Anyan was in a trance, Bian Niang and the others on the side were circling around her, helping her and being freed by her, only to be sweating profusely.

Bian Niang also knelt down, holding her sleeves and fanning hard, "Sister....... Sooner than that....... It's not good to make people look at it. ”

Shen Anyan was sour when she heard this.

Yes.

She is the person who is the master of Shenhou Mansion, and her words and deeds represent Shenhou Mansion, and she must not have the slightest leakage.

Even if it is extremely sad, it can only be forced to cry or disappear on its own in a place where no one is.

Shen Anyan raised his head, in front of him was the black as far as the eye could see and the remnants of the candle swaying in the wind, like the relationship between them, black and white crossed, so it was so sympathetic and vague.

Shen Anyan thought, his heart fell straight to the bottom, and this moment seemed to have passed tens of millions of years.

And when I looked back at him, I was already vaguely a teenager, with hazy emotions.

After that, the old lady's birthday was in full swing, and Shen Anyan was so busy that her feet didn't touch the ground, and she didn't have time to think about it.

All day long, he supervised the layout of Shoukang Pavilion and the freshness of the melons and fruits prepared for the day's meals.

For this reason, the steward's office also sent stacks of account books to Bibo Temple.

Shen Anyan couldn't see it, so he divided a few piles with Qingling.

Qingling has always helped Shen Anyan with these things, so it is the easiest to get started, and the account books are like flowing water in Qingling's hands.

Just looking at it, Qingling was holding an account book alone and frowning.

Seeing this, Hong Qian asked softly.

Qingling looked up from the account book, and her eyes were full of doubts, "I saw that the eldest girl had a lot of silk threads from the steward's office, as well as soft silk and various incense powders. ”

Hongqian pondered for a moment, and smiled a little disappreciatively, "Maybe it's something made for the Dragon Boat Festival." ”

Soon after the old lady's birthday is the Dragon Boat Festival, it is necessary to use silk threads and soft silk to make some sachets, hand-woven longevity.

Qingling felt that it was not simple, what gift the old lady wanted to give on her birthday had not heard the slightest rumor yet, and now she began to make things for the Dragon Boat Festival.

Yes, Qingling took the account book to Shen Anyan and talked about it in detail.

Shen Anyan is preparing the list of guests for the banquet, and it is no less than two days before the old lady's birthday.

Hearing Qingling say this, Shen Anyan dipped the wolf full of ink for a moment.

She has the impression that Shen Anqi has never liked embroidery and other handwork, but all gifts are either calligraphy and paintings that show that Shen An's belly has poems and books, or Buddhist scriptures that express filial piety and are copied by hand.

Shen Anyan felt strange and called the safe Qingling to investigate the matter carefully.

Just waited for a day, Qingling didn't find out why, only said: "That Luoxia Courtyard is closely watched, and only Baoqin and Zhishan, who are close attendants, are allowed to enter and exit, and others are not allowed." ”

Shan Tong was coming in with the balm, and when he heard this, he sneered and laughed, "This big girl has always acted calmly, and she has been so sneaky recently, why don't you hide her lover?" ”

Shen Anyan glanced at Shan Tong, and quickly set his eyes on the colorful guest names on the bookcase, on which there were many bureaucrats, and occasionally there were many court wives.

It stands to reason that the old lady is just an ordinary clan wife, although it is her seventieth birthday, but she only needs to buy it ordinarily.

But the Lin Guogong Mansion fell, the Shen Hou Mansion was dominant, and Shen Qiyuan was favored by the emperor, and he was about to marry the princess of the Dayue clan in the near future.

Shen Anyan couldn't shirk it, so she could only accept them one by one, and what she thought in her heart was that the old lady was old, and she looked at the Quartet day and night, strange and lonely, it was better to let the old lady be lively.

As a result, the number of guests has changed from a dozen households at the beginning to dozens and hundreds today, and now to hundreds of tables.

In such a scene, Shen Anyun cares about her face the most, and will never allow the slightest mistake.......

Shen Anyan thought about it, and suddenly took the plain paper and pressed the black and white words underneath, "Tomorrow is my grandmother's birthday, and there are still a lot of things to do, so you should rest early." ”