The sachet is not scented, but a strong spicy smell.

Yan Nanwan opened the sachet, poured the contents into his hand, and looked at it, sure enough, it was chili powder or something.

"Who did you contact today?" asked Xue Yan.

Yan Nanwan recalled carefully, and after getting out of the morning court, he was carried back to the prince's mansion by Xue Yan, and the clothes he was wearing were also changed by Xue Yan. Then I came back from the Prince's Mansion and didn't meet anyone along the way.

She shook her head, "I didn't meet any suspicious people today. He looked down at the sachet in his hand, "This sachet is not mine either." ”

Xue Yan took the sachet in her hand and threw the sachet towards the kennel, and sure enough, the two dogs barked even more crazy.

"I'll accompany you to the outskirts of Beijing tomorrow. ”

Yan Nanwan couldn't figure out whether this was because the corpse in the suburbs of Beijing was aimed at her, or if she simply wanted her to die.

Xue Yan patted her hand and was relieved: "Don't worry, I'm here, I'll find out." ”

Yan Nanwan shook her head: "I'm not worried about myself, I'm just worried about the Yan family." ”

Xue Yan calmly analyzed: "This matter should be purely aimed at you, otherwise it wouldn't be just you who have a sachet on you." ”

Listening to his analysis, Yan Nanwan also understood.

Indeed, if you can tie a sachet on her body without a trace, you can naturally tie a sachet on her brother.

Xue Yan sent Yan Nanwan back to her yard, carefully patted all the snow off her body, and took her into the house.

Yan Nan's body was cold at night, so the stove burned in the house all day long, and his body warmed up after entering the house for a while.

"Where's the twilight book?" Xue Yan looked around, and there was no one in the room to serve.

Yan Nanwan got used to it, and untied the cloak on his body: "I let Dushu follow Zhusan." ”

"You don't have a person to serve in your yard?" Xue Yan asked with a frown.

"Yes during the day, and they should all go down to rest now. Yan Nanwan hung her cloak aside, and took Xue Yan's cloak to the stove to roast and go to the cold, "I'm busy in Dali Temple on weekdays, and sometimes I come back late, so I can't let them wait." ”

Xue Yan walked to the stove, took the cloak in her hand, and sat by the stove with him: "There are so many servants in Dali Temple who eat dry food, how can you be busier than those officials in Dali Temple!"

"Shouldn't you go back?" Yan Nanwan didn't want to say that he had been locked up in Dali Temple all day for more than a year, just to prevent himself from having time to think about him.

I was busy every day, and I didn't have time to think about it when I was tired, so I went back to Yanfu and fell asleep. On the second day, when I woke up, I went to Dali Temple to be busy.

I've been like this for more than a year, but I still think of him in some late nights when I can't sleep.

Xue Yan looked at her sad eyes, didn't say much, and nodded: "I'll go back, I'll come to you tomorrow." ”

Yan Nanwan sent him out of the yard, watching him wearing a cloak and stepping on the snow, and making a creaking sound, his shadow illuminated by the candle was clearly extinguished, and the more he looked at it, the more unreal it became.

It wasn't until she couldn't see Xue Yan's back that she turned around and went back to the house.

When the door was closed, she began to cough violently, coughing so much that her body bent and her heart and lungs were about to be coughed out.

Late at night, there was no one in her yard because of this, she also had this cough during the day, but it was worse at night, and she often coughed up blood.

She was afraid that her subordinates would know, and it would reach the ears of Yan Nanchen and Yan Chengyi, and the two of them would be worried.

"Ahem, ahem...... cough cough ......" Yan Nanwan bent down to the fire, stretched out his hand to bake the fire, wanting to absorb some warmth, "cough cough cough ......"

She coughed incessantly, worse than usual.

Stood up, walked to the bed, went to the pill bottle under the pillow, pulled the cork, coughed so that her hands were still trembling, and she didn't pour out a pill for a long time, she shook the pill with the pill, only to find that there were no pills inside.

"Ahem, cough, cough, ......" the medicine bottle slipped from his hand, fell to the ground, rolled and rolled, and rolled to the fire.

Yan Nanchen got the news and said that Xue Yan had left, and he was going to come to discuss with Yan Nanwan how to face the emperor's anger, after all, the emperor would be stunned today, and the emperor would definitely be blamed tomorrow morning.

When he walked to the entrance of the courtyard, he heard a violent cough coming from the house, sighed, quickened his pace, pushed open the door, and walked in: "Cough again......" The rest of the words choked in his throat, and he couldn't say anything.

There was a pool of blood on the ground, and Yan Nanwan was still coughing, vomiting blood while coughing.

Yan Nanwan looked at the people standing in the room, her heart trembled, and finally she still knew, so she couldn't help coughing, and said weakly: "Brother, I'm fine." ”

Yan Nanchen turned around and opened the door, walked out of the courtyard, and shouted: "Come on, go and call Zhusan." ”

The mansion who was patrolling the night heard Yan Nanchen's shout and hurriedly went to find Zhusan.

Yan Nanchen returned to the house and found that Yan Nanwan was kneeling on the ground, holding a set of black clothes to clean up the blood on the ground, he walked over quickly, pulled her up from the ground, and said angrily: "You are like this, and you are ready to hide it!"

Yan Nanwan smiled weakly: "Brother, I'm really fine, it's just that I went out a lot today, and I suffered from the cold, so I coughed more badly." ”

"What started coughing with blood?" Yan Nanchen's eyes were sharp, staring at her deadly, not allowing her to escape.

Yan Nanwan's eyes were flickering, she didn't dare to look at Yan Nanchen, she lowered her head, and said sullenly: "It's just yesterday!"

"Why don't you say it?"

"I think I've been a little tired lately, so it's serious. The New Year is approaching, and when the New Year is over, I will rest for a few days, and it will be fine. ”

Yan Nanchen hated that iron could not become steel: "Don't you know what is wrong with you? Do you want to die, and you don't even care about your own body." ”

Yan Nanwan kept holding back and didn't let herself cough, but she couldn't hold it anymore, and she started to cough.

Fu Ding went to call Zhu San, Zhu San just fell asleep in a daze, listened to Fu Ding shouting, and hurriedly got up from the bed, hearing that Yan Nan had an accident at night, and he didn't even have time to put on his coat, so he ran to Yan Nanwan's yard.

Because Dusk Shu wanted to follow Zhu San, she also lived in the same courtyard with Zhu San, and she hadn't fallen asleep yet, and after hearing what Fu Ding and Zhu San had said, she also hurriedly ran to Yannan's courtyard at night.

Yan Nanwan coughed so much that she lost her strength, and slowly leaned weakly into Yan Nanchen's arms.

Yan Nanchen was afraid that she would catch a cold, so he hugged her and sat by the fire.

Sitting by the fire, Yan Nanwan was still shivering with cold, Yan Nanchen asked his subordinates to take thick clothes and drape them on her, and moved several stoves in the house to her, but she still didn't have any heat on her body.

"Nanwan, say a word. ”

Yan Nanwan said tremblingly: "Brother, don't worry. As she spoke, her cold upper teeth kept colliding with her lower teeth.