There was a light rain for three days, a heavy rain for seven days, so that the sky was always gray, and when the day was clear, every household carried a damp large-flowered cotton quilt and hung it on a wooden pole to dry, and there were merchants carrying goods and flowers along the street to sell.

The early spring of Jinling is drizzle, and there are no other flowers in bright colors, but this inexhaustible spring rain seems to make up for this year's rain in a season, half without falling, and the clean bluestone slab bricks are wet on the ground, and there are still swelling sticky/pasty and gloomy moss, which will slip and fall if you are not careful, and it will fall in vain.

The rain is still dripping, the rain is less than half of last night, but it is still annoying, the candle flame lit indoors has burned out yesterday night, the red tears have fallen to the ground and the lamp holder is crying wet, the house has not burned the dragon, the cold on the ground can't stop the outside, the cool silk, with the light rain outside, the chill is gradually born.

Su Yan slept late last night, and caught a cold in the middle of the night, now he is a little dizzy, his brain is groggy and he doesn't know what year it is, his nose is like being blocked by a hard object, his breathing is not smooth, his limbs are sore, and he can't lift up any strength, like a ball of soft cotton.

The hand still habitually touched the empty pillow, full of joy thinking that he could touch the person returning home, but only the cold soft pillow was encountered.

He also cruelly told him that the man did not return last night.

Even now that the sky is bright, even the rain has stopped.

The stove burning indoors, even if it is now in the morning, has not been extinguished for half a minute, but the soothing incense in the small incense burner of small gilt peony around the lily snail green incense burns early, and the slanted vermilion plum blossoms on the small table of the log are a little wilted at the moment, as if they have lost water.

The azure snow-embroidered bamboo felt curtain, which originally shielded from light and cold, was lifted, and the indoor air was also replaced. The chilly morning breeze swept away a lot of warmth.

"Young master, Master Hu is here, but I have to invite someone in." Da Zhuang, who had just pushed the door in from outside, heard that there was no sound inside, and it was a little too quiet compared to before. Worried about what was going on inside, he hurriedly walked indoors.

But when he came to the inner room, he involuntarily slowed down a few steps, and his eyes were lowered, staring at the tips of his shoes, lest he would see something inappropriate for children later. A big black face didn't know what to think, and it was completely red, but those eyes couldn't help but spin around.

Although he is not married, he still knows some things, such as his young master and the famous and beautiful General Huwei are definitely not as simple as they seem on the surface.

At least in his eyes, it was just because when the young master saw the general, his whole face was full of smiles. Even the whole body is surrounded by a smile that is enough to infect people, not to mention that there are other traces to follow, just bringing one out, I am afraid that it will not be complete for three days and three nights.

If he said that there was nothing greasy between them, he would never believe it.

After all, he is a son, staring at such a glamorous peach pear every day, accompanied by the beauty of Mei Ruochunxiang. Even if she is a man, she still can't help but feel fluttering, and if the general also has thoughts about him, he can't wait to wake up with a smile in his dreams, and he is so strong and alive, it is the first time to see such a beautiful person, even if the other party is a man, he can't stand the other party Not only is he gentle and courteous, but he also chooses to die without hesitation when he is a ghost.

"Young Master, are you up?" Seeing that no one responded, Da Zhuang couldn't help but speak again, and even the footsteps slowed down a little again, lest he disturb the sleeping person.

What's more, it is a public holiday now, and unlike in the past, you need to get up early in the morning to go to the yamen to check in.

"Young Master, are you up?" shouted several times in a row, but Da Zhuang, who still didn't see his reaction, couldn't help but sigh in his heart. I was afraid that something bad had happened, after all, this had never happened before, and even that heart suddenly rose to my throat.

In addition, when General Huwei came to stay in the mansion recently, the young master would tell him in advance at night not to disturb him in the morning?

So, what's going on today? All of a sudden, he felt as if his head was running out of ideas.

Su Yan, who was groggy in his head, seemed to hear someone calling his name in his sleep, thinking that Ah Li was back, so he quickly got up and responded. As a result, he just struggled to get up, his body was unstable in a trance, and he fell headlong to the side of the bed with a top-heavy head, but fortunately there was a thickened snow-white bamboo blanket on the side of the bed, and it didn't hurt to fall, it was like a little uncomfortable.

"Ahh Ah Li's ...... Even though the person was in a daze, I couldn't help but want to open my eyes to see the person, and to ask where she had been last night.

Do you know that he waited for her in the courtyard all night.

People who are burned in a daze, even seeing things with a double layer of blurred ghosting, their heads are heavy like a thousand pounds, their throats are dry and uncomfortable, and their breathing is hot.

"Young master, it's me, I'm Da Zhuang." Da Zhuang, who was standing in the distance, hurriedly walked over and supported a person who had fallen off the bed, his face full of panic. But as soon as his hand touched his skin, he was burned to a trembling tremble.

Looking at the young master's flushed cheeks and hot breathing, he thought of the young master standing in the courtyard waiting for someone after he slept last night, and the answer was already coming out.

"Ahh Ah Li... Be... Are you back? Even though the person who was confused with chills and burned still couldn't help but want to grab his hand and ask for a voice.

"I'm not General Huwei, I'm Da Zhuang! Son. As a big man who grew up with the young master since childhood, he complained a little about He Dangli, if it weren't for her, how could the son not sleep at night and run to the yard to wait for her.

She has been missing for several days in a row, and she has not even left a single sentence of creed, doesn't she know that their son is worried about her!

"Ahh Ah Li.... Xu was burned a little too badly, and Su Yan was actually talking nonsense in a daze at the moment.

The only thing that was in his mouth from beginning to end was the person whose name was 'Ah Li'. Listening to Da Zhuang, it was distressing and uncomfortable. I just think that the young master is in love with a scumbag, or the kind of scumbag with lard dregs.

"Young master, you are sick, you lie on the bed and rest for a while, and the little one will go and ask the doctor to come over now." Da Zhuang, who helped the person onto the bed and carefully twisted the brocade quilt, immediately rushed out, forgetting even what he wanted to do here.

And Hu Shuang, who had not seen anyone outside the house for a long time to open the door, at this moment his face was completely gloomy enough to drip ink, and his well-trimmed pink nails were sunk deep into the soft/flesh of his palm, so as not to make his expression completely out of control and hideous to destroy that trace of softness.

"Steward Li, ah... Brother Su is up now. "The original intimate word 'Ah Yan', when the words came to his mouth, he turned a corner. There was still a gentle smile on his face, as sweet as a freshly melted marshmallow.

With the white green bamboo pattern robe worn today, it looks more and more delicate, with a posture like jade and a fair complexion. However, for the housekeeper who was used to seeing the appearance of the tiger general who was like a spring flower some time ago, he only felt that the life in front of him was a little too bland.

"Da Zhuang has already gone to call the young master just now, if you want to come immediately, please wait a while." As a housekeeper, he naturally understands that the two of them have fallen out. It's just that I don't know why, and as a subordinate, the most important thing is to do everything that the master commands.

However, I feel a little sorry for the old Master Hu, who used to be good friends with the young master, but no matter how sorry I am, I can't change this is a thing of the past.

"Okay, that's troublesome." In the past, as long as he came, he would be welcomed into the mansion, when did Hu Shuang, who was regarded as a guest, suffer this kind of anger. At this moment, I can't wait to bite a bite of good silver teeth, and viciously glance at the slave who looks down on people in a place where no one can see it.

If she waited for her to take down Su Yan, she would see that they would dare to treat her like this. No, after she became the mistress of Su Mansion, the first thing she had to do was to dismiss these people before she was angry.

As the rain stops in early spring, the snow melts. Swear that the spring day of the revival of all things is completely coming, the one at the gate of the courtyard has gradually emerged green and oily branches, the original overall bare at this moment has become much more pleasing, a red snow plum in the courtyard is still standing, beautiful ice muscle jade bones, faint plum blossom fragrance to dye, silk willow with dew to dry.

The white hexagonal rhombic pavilion is surrounded by a lot of beige silk curtains that shelter from the wind and warmth, and the water in the small red clay stove has already boiled, and it is gurgling out and steaming. In addition to a neat set of green glazed Yanglian pattern porcelain bowls and blue glazed carved porcelain soup bottles.

"I don't know why the regent plans to let General Ben go." However, just a few days later, He Dangli, who was emaciated, lowered his head and drank a sip of tea made with the snow water falling from the plum blossoms, his lips and teeth were fragrant, and his eyes were faint towards the blue and white snow-capped mountains that had not melted much ice and snow.

The scenery is beautiful, and the tea is good tea. Only life is annoying to her, and even the beauty around her is difficult to appreciate.

"As long as you want to leave, you can naturally do it anytime." Avoiding the light has always been his way of doing things.

The bones are distinct, and the white and slender fingers hold the blue-glazed Yanglian pattern porcelain bowl, I don't know if the bowl is lined like jade, or the hand is picturesque. The man in front of him was undoubtedly born extremely well. Handsome and clear, not stained with half a cent of dust. In the past, when it was not renewed, people couldn't take their eyes off, not to mention now, if they just looked at it a few more times, they even sucked the soul in.

"Really? But if the poison on General Ben's body is incomprehensible, I am afraid that it will be difficult to even get out of this mountain gate. He Dangli put down the tea cup and took a sip, looking impetuous.