In fact, He Huan has no resentment towards Shen Jinglun, after all, she clearly knows that she is no longer Lin Xiyan, and Shen Jinglun has no obligation to take care of her and understand her emotions. Since deciding to stay in the Shen family, she has not been entangled in what Shen Jinglun's plans are, and how he will deal with the Yamen's case to help the He family get out.

In the afternoon, taking advantage of the absence of daylilies, He Huan excused himself by talking to the little maid to relieve his boredom and inquire about his son's situation.

It's a pity that the little maid only knows the way, and every day, someone tells Shen Jinglun about Shen Nianxi's illness, but they don't know what the person said.

He Huan was full of disappointment, and could only comfort himself that no news was the best news. Since Shen Jinglun did not rush to Zhuangzi in the suburbs, it means that their son is recovering day by day.

When Shen Shi, He Jing got up from a nap, He Huan asked the little maid for the four treasures of the study, closed the door and read with him.

In the evening, as soon as Shen Jinglun sent away the "messenger" sent by Lu County's order, he learned from Xuancao's mouth that He Huan spent the afternoon leisurely, without looking for anyone to ask questions, let alone fidgeting. He laughed, and then felt jealous.

At night, the door of the Shen family had been bolted, and the second door was about to be locked, He Huan stood outside the house and looked at the night sky. Since learning that Cao was arrested by Xiao and taken to court, she has not received further information from the Yamen.

Shen Jinglun must know her every move, and also know the movements of the Yamen, should she ask Xuancao again?

He Huan was hesitating when he suddenly heard the faint sound of the piano in the garden. She listened with bated breath, the sound of the piano was very weak, but she could still tell that it was Shen Jinglun's favorite tune. Did something bad happen? So he's in a bad mood?

"Miss Table."

Daylily's call startled He Huan. She took a deep breath. Glancing in the direction of the piano. Then he asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"Miss Cousin, Uncle said, if you have something to ask him, he will be free at this time, and the slave can lead you over."

"Now?" He Huan was secretly surprised. It's late at night, and they meet late at night, doesn't it make sense?

Daylily nodded affirmatively and said fluently: "Uncle is only free at this time." If Miss Biao has nothing to ask the uncle, please rest early. ”

He Huan was stunned for a moment, his eyes swept over the fluttering candle flame under the corridor, looked towards the second door, and said: "I remember my cousin mentioned that in another half an hour, the second door should be locked." ”

"Yes." Daylily nodded, made a gesture of "please go back to the house", and said respectfully: "The hour is not early, please rest early." "Say it. She curtsied at He Huan.

He Huan has too many things to ask Shen Jinglun. After hesitating for a moment, she said word by word, "You can take me to see my cousin-in-law." But as you said, the hour is getting short. ”

As if he had long known that He Huan would say this, Xuancao smiled: "Miss Cousin, don't worry, the slave will take you over, and she will naturally bring you back, you won't get lost." ”

He Huan's face turned red. Where did they say that she was lost or not, she was just afraid that it was too late and she shouldn't meet Shen Jinglun alone, so she hesitated. And Daylily just hinted at her that she was overthinking.

After a moment, the heat on He Huan's face dissipated, and he couldn't help but take a deep look at the daylily. She is just a second-class maid, and if she dares to speak like this, she is naturally instructed by others. As for who the "others" are, it goes without saying.

He Huan was a little annoyed in an instant. Now she is not Lin Xiyan, what does Shen Jinglun mean by inviting her to meet in the middle of the night? Could it be that he really got interested in accepting her as a concubine?

He Huan secretly laughed at his absurd thoughts. Even if men in the world will see lust, Shen Jinglun will not. The day before, she firmly believed that the child in Xie Minjun's womb was not his, but at this moment she doubted him and guarded against him, what was wrong with her?

He Huan's thoughts turned back and forth, and she had already followed the daylily into the Shen family's garden, and the sound of the piano became clearer and clearer. She followed the prestige, and saw a thin figure sitting upright at the stone table in the depths of the lamplight. The clear water of the lake was sparkling with lanterns, and in addition to the faint lotus buds, she also saw the reflection of Shen Jinglun.

He Huan couldn't help but stop. When she was still Lin Xiyan, he also stroked the piano in the pavilion. She still remembered that she sat on the stone bench and said to his reflection that he in the water was like a painting, beautiful and exquisite. He replied in a serious manner that he could not describe a man as "beautiful".

"Miss Table, what's wrong with you?"

"No, it's fine." He Huan suddenly came back to his senses.

Xu was disturbed by their voices, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly. Shen Jinglun ordered Wenzhu to take the qin away, got up and stood by the pillar, looking at He Huan from afar.

He Huan felt his gaze and looked down at him. She asked him a lot of things, not only the ridiculous public case in the yamen, but also Xie Minjun, Xie San, Shen Nianxi, etc., she wanted to make a clear understanding with him at one time, but at this moment, her mind was in a mess, and she couldn't sort out her thoughts

Inexplicably, she thought of Xie San. At the beginning of the He family, Xie San once hugged her with both arms, and said in her ear that goodbyes between brothers are like that.

Thinking of that picture, He Huan's face turned white, under her sleeves, her thumb pinched her index finger tightly, and her nails almost sank into the flesh, but she didn't feel any pain.

What's wrong with her? She and Xie San met in Pingshui, and it was impossible to meet in the future. Besides, the person she likes has always been Shen Jinglun, never Xie San, why does she feel guilty about it?

Putting aside the ethereal word "like", she can only remarry Shen Jinglun in this life, which is an unchangeable fact and her only goal.

As if suddenly he had come to his senses, He Huan let go of his fist and looked up at Shen Jinglun. The moment the four eyes met, she smiled politely, followed the direction of Daylily's finger, walked up the steps alone, and walked towards Shen Jinglun head-on.

Shen Jinglun watched He Huan walk towards him step by step. Under the flickering candlelight, he could see her clearly. Almost at the same time, the expression on his face faded.

"Cousin-in-law." He Huan curtsied and saluted Shen Jinglun.

"No need to be polite." Shen Jinglun turned to look at the lotus pond and said flatly: "What do you want to ask, ask now." ”

He Huan looked up at Shen Jinglun's side face. The candle flame cast a faint red shadow on his face, so that she couldn't see his expression clearly, only to see that he was wearing a plain white regular clothes, except for a jade pendant around his waist, there was no decoration on his body. The appearance of his gaze from afar, as if he was contemplative, but also seemed to be full of thoughts, and the whole person was like a sculpture. If it was Xie San, he would definitely not be able to put on Shen Jinglun's outstanding posture.

In the blink of an eye, He Huan secretly annoyed herself, all of this time, she was still in the mood to appreciate his standing posture. She took a small step back, bowed her head and wanted to speak, but for a moment she didn't know where to start.

After a long time, Shen Jinglun was the first to speak: "You came to see me late at night, didn't you have something to ask me?" (To be continued......)