Two hundred and fifty-three, news

The so-called truth has deceived the world in such a grand manner, a drunken madman is the murderer of Mrs. Lu, and with the past of the Autumn Queen's beheading, the matter has been turned over in Kyoto. It didn't take long for the Zhu family to go to other provinces to become officials, and they were also promoted. The people gradually forgot about it, because there were many new things happening, and many things that had nothing to do with themselves would always dissipate, and all this would only leave traces in the hearts of a small number of people.

Ning Yan's injuries are almost healed, but he is a lot more silent than before, and the light in his eyes is much less, and he is often in a daze alone, sitting all afternoon, and his enthusiasm for medical skills has also decreased a lot.

Qiu Qi looked at the lonely figure in the garden pavilion, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this time the blow to Miss Zheng Ling was very deep. How could the master whom he trusted treat himself like this, how could he not be sad. "Fourth Miss." Qiu Qi approached the pavilion and called softly.

"Huh?" Ning Yan turned his head mechanically and looked at the person. "Oh, it's Qiu Qi." Barely smiled. "What's wrong? Is my sister looking for me? ”

Qiu Qi bowed slightly, "Miss said, the weather is getting colder and colder, Miss Four is weak, you have to take care of it, don't get caught in the cold, and it won't be long before the New Year, she wants to make a few new clothes for Miss Four, but she doesn't know the size of Miss Four, so she deliberately asked the slave maid to find Miss Four, and she has to sit with her for a while." ”

"My sister has a heart, I know, I'll look for her later." Ning Yan heard a rare pleasure, Zheng Wan She is actually very worthy, if Zheng Wan treats her well, she herself will be doubled, or my relationship with her is also my reason.

"Fourth Miss, you better go back and rest early, it's cold outside." After Qiu Qi finished speaking, he retired.

Ning Yan was the only one left in the pavilion. The late autumn wind was a bit chilly, blowing on the face, and it hurt a biting bit. Ning Yan grabbed a handful of snacks and threw them into the pool at will, and in an instant a group of small fish appeared, competing to grab food. It's been almost a year since I replaced Zheng Ling, and the time is really fast. Ning Yan got up and patted his clothes, which were actually dustless.

"Sister." Ning Yan soon arrived at Zheng Wan's courtyard and knocked lightly on the door.

"Come on, it's cold outside." The door was opened, and Zheng Wan took Ning Yan's hand, "Why are your hands so cold." ”

"It could be blown by the wind." Ning Yan was a little embarrassed.

"Sit down, you're just here, Qiu Qi just boiled some lotus seed soup just now, drink it while it's hot." Zheng Wan handed over a steaming bowl of soup.

"Thank you, sister."

"If you feel sad, come to me and talk."

Ning Yan held the bowl and ate a little bit, but there was no response.

Zheng Wan couldn't help but hesitate a little in her heart, and asked softly, "Zheng Ling, I heard that you have no intention of studying recently. ”

"Oh, just a little tired." Ning Yan lowered her eyebrows slightly, her eyes staring at the lotus seed soup.

"It's okay, take a break." Zheng Wan nodded, "Yesterday, news came, saying that a year ago, Elder Xue was going to come to Kyoto City. ”

"Why did he come here?" Ning Yan finally had some fluctuations.

"Naturally, I came to see my beloved disciple, you are his closed disciple, and you are also the most proud and favorite disciple. I've heard that he's never been so interested in his disciples. ”

"That's a real pleasure for me."