The sky is dawning, and the morning light is faint. When the first rays of light fell from the rising sun like a child, Yan Zining had already woken up from her misty dream and was in a state of sleepy eyes. She stretched her waist with a sigh of relief, and her beautiful figure looked a little weak in the sunlight.

A team of maids rushed in and served her in binding her hair, washing, and dressing. Her green silk poured down like a waterfall and formed a beautiful bunch of pigtails in the servant's dexterous hands. Then, she put on a bright red robe, the hem of which hung like flowing water.

With the vibrancy of the early morning, she pushed open the door, and the unrenovated door creaked like a bird, as if to welcome her. She admired the swaying flowers on the side of the road as usual, and then walked to the main entrance of the mansion.

"Fish cakes, fish cakes ......" Yan Zining muttered in her mouth, rubbing her hazy eyes, and immediately took out a pack of oily paper bags that turned yellow like dead leaves from her body. The paper bag is opened flat and neat, revealing several pieces of pastry that have been fried to a golden brown.

Perhaps because of the day's interval, the color of the kamaboko is a little dull, like the slightly sticky daylight in the afternoon. Yan Zining shook her head slightly, and the hairpins in her hair made a tinkling sound as they swayed.

Twisting a piece and putting it in her mouth, the slightly cold kamaboko melted like water in her mouth, melting into a touch of fresh fragrance. Yan Zining narrowed her eyes, but at the same time she frowned slightly. She whispered, "The taste has changed a little. ”

She raised her head, her brow furrowing deeper and deeper, for she saw her second brother walking towards her from a distance. The second brother shook the paper fan in his hand, and the speed of the hand swing had a sense of urgency. His usually pale face was now whiter, like a piece of snow that had condensed into ice, and there was a chill that could be frozen to his heart just by looking at it.

Somehow, Yan Zining felt that the second brother had changed a little, if he was a fox with squinted eyes before, then now he is a wolf with green eyes. Yan Zining raised her head slightly, waiting for the second brother's sarcasm.

But the strange thing is that the second brother Yan Zhonghe didn't say anything. When the two passed by, he just snorted, shook the fan and swayed by, his thin body moving forward as if blown by the wind.

"What's wrong with the second brother today?" Yan Zining bit her red lips, slightly puzzled. Her expression was a little gloomy, because of the appearance of the second brother, and because of the various things that have happened recently. She blinked tiredly.

Since her predecessors left the Yan family, Yan Zining has enjoyed a high-spirited life. It was really a golden time, which made her miss it every time she thought about it, the pity of Taizu Yanzong and the kindness of her father Yanxiong......

All of them made her seem to be in the warm sun. At that time, the second brother's sarcasm seemed to be less annoying to her, and the oppression of the Jin and Li families no longer bothered her, she walked with her head held high, and even the servants looked at her with respectful eyes again......

As for the jousting meeting, which was like a thorn hanging in her heart...... Whatever. But the good times didn't last long, and when Taizu returned to retreat, his father was very busy, and troubles followed. The first is the pervasive suppression of the Jin and Li families.

Because he learned from his predecessors that he did not care for the Yan family as much as he imagined, the two families tried to regain their exclusion of the Yan family in all fields. At first they behaved cautiously, but then they became unscrupulous. During that time, every child of the Yan family seemed to be walking on a tightrope, full of fear that the building was about to collapse.

As the fourth lady of the Yan family, Yan Zining can best understand the atmosphere that was about to come at that time. At that time, his father Yan Xiong was always in a state of irritability and irritability, and all the elders had a straight face, as if they didn't like anyone. There seems to be a taut string in the faint eye, and it only needs to be touched lightly to snap and break.

Then there was the oppression of the second brother. Yan Zining's elevation of status seems to have stimulated this brother who has always regarded her as a big trouble, or brought him a sense of crisis that cannot be erased. At that time, the second brother's eyes always made her heart chill, and the omnipresent suppression was like a hungry wolf pounced on food.

"It's annoying." Yan Zining exhaled a cold breath, and the breath hit her Qiong's nose, tickling, like being gently brushed by a feather. She shook her head, her steps quickened a lot, and she soon walked out of the gate of the Yan family. The guards on either side saluted her respectfully.

Facing the street in front of her, Yan Zining took a deep breath and felt a little happy. Ocean City had just woken up in the early morning, and everything was hidden in the mist, like a light veil. The wonderful silence melted into the fresh air, and there were only two or three insect chirps and the tentative barking of wild dogs.

The watery air was sucked into her nose and turned into a sweet airflow, which lifted her spirits. Her steps became a little lighter, and her red skirt fluttered behind her, like a red fox on the run.

In the distance, she saw the crowd surging in front of her. It was crowded with people, lined up in front of the pastry shop, bustling like a long line. From time to time, there were greetings and laughter in the team, which brought a touch of life to the place.

At this time, it was the time of breakfast, and people rushed here to buy breakfast, so the queue was long. The look of anticipation in Yan Zining's eyes overflowed like water, she swallowed her saliva, and complained in her mouth: "There are so many people every time, so much so that the old lady needs to wait for a long time, if only there weren't so many people." ”

Although she complained, she was still familiar with the last line of the line, standing on tiptoe, slightly anxiously watching the team move, like a jumping fawn. The more anxious she was, the slower the procession became, like a turtle crawling.

The shadow of the tree slowly rotates with the rise of the sun, as if engraved with time. The team was finally gone, and it was about to be Yan Zining's turn, which made her breathe a sigh of relief. Wiping the fine beads of sweat on her forehead, her mood became lighter, and she hummed an out-of-tune tune in her mouth.

It was then that she suddenly realized that something was wrong. When did it become so quiet? She looked around in confusion, feeling the sounds around her shatter like fine sand, and the noise seemed to be cut off from her and turned into silence forever.

Something is surging in the air. Yan Zining craned her ears in alarm, but she didn't hear anything, as if all the voices were fleeing from her side.

She reached out and wanted to pat the person in front of her on the shoulder. Just as she was about to touch it, she was stunned to find that the man's body suddenly thinned and turned black, and became a shadow with no thickness, and then melted like cream and disappeared on the ground.

She turned her head and saw that everyone around her was melting.

At this moment, a space was torn apart, like a canvas that had been torn apart. A man in black with a mask stepped in from among them, bowed slightly to her, and saluted. For some reason, Yan Zining could feel that the face behind the mask was smiling:

"Fourth Miss of the Yan family, I'm sorry, I was entrusted by someone to take your life."