The cold wind of early autumn accompanied by a misty drizzle once again came to this bustling city, and before dawn, the hawkers and pedestrians were already shuttling through the streets and alleys, their figures under the dim lights of the roadside, welcoming the coming dawn.

The wooden door in the distance opened in a 'squeak', Green Bamboo yawned, walked out of the back door with a broom, and began to clean up the fallen leaves in front of the door, a strong wind blew, a white silk fell to the foot of Green Bamboo, she suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes were full of sadness, and after slowly squatting down to pick up the silk, she raised her head and looked not far from the alley, where there were several pieces of cloth of the same size scattered as usual.

"Sister..." Green bamboo held the silk in her hand tightly, tears appeared in her eyes, the cheeks that used to be immature, have matured a lot, the whole person looks elegant and beautiful, she gently opened the cloth in her hand, the extremely familiar cheek met her eyes, and suddenly the tears of the bean fell onto the cloth.

"Sister, it's the Mid-Autumn Festival again, it will rain in the Mid-Autumn Festival every year after you leave, how are you doing over there?" Speaking of this, Luzhu couldn't cry anymore.

A pair of jade hands gently patted Luzhu's shoulder from behind, "Luzhu..."

Luzhu sobbed and turned to look at Li Fengwen, who was still sad, and hugged her, "Sister Fengwen." ”

Li Fengwen gently patted Luzhu's back, her eyes swept over the cloth scattered on the ground not far away, and said thoughtfully, "It's been three years, the emperor still hasn't given up, I can't imagine that the dignified son of heaven is also such an infatuated person, if my sister knows, will she be a little happier?" ”

The day after Situ Youning fell off the cliff, Liu Che issued a wanted warrant for Situ Youning in the whole Han Dynasty for Situ Youning's crime, if anyone saw her whereabouts, she couldn't act rashly, and immediately reported to the imperial court, with a bounty of one hundred taels and an official title, after the death of the Empress Dowager Dou last year, this momentum began to be more violent.

Lu Zhu followed Li Fengwen's gaze, nodded lightly, and wiped the tears on her face, "Sister Fengwen, do you think my sister is really still alive?" And the fourth young master is also..." As he spoke, he couldn't help crying again.

Li Fengwen sighed, over the years, the people of Situ Mansion, Ji Wangfu and the emperor have searched the entire cliff up and down, but there is still nothing to be found.

"Did the third young master's food be delivered?" Shen Jiayan looked at the people sitting at the table, and put the bowl that had been held in her hand back with a helpless look.

"Mrs. Hui, I haven't seen the third young master since last night." Uncle Li replied on the side.

Shen Jiayan remembered what day it was, and a sadness suddenly came to her heart, and her eyes suddenly turned red, while Situ Hao, who was sitting next to her, had been eating breakfast by himself since just now.

"Mother, the food is almost cold," Shao Yunxi said and served a bowl of soup for Shen Jiayan, with a hint of a smile on her fair and smooth cheeks.

Shen Jiayan sighed and looked at Situ Muling and Situ Hanshu who were sitting opposite, since the loss of Situ Youning and Situ Yanyu, Situ Shaoqi resigned from his official position and locked himself in the courtyard all day long, and it was difficult to see him a few times throughout the year, while Situ Chenfeng took the initiative to ask Ying to be stationed in the frontier, Shen Jiayan had only seen him twice in the past three years, Situ Zifan also left Situ's house with Xiao Yujing, the once lively Situ Mansion has now become so deserted, thinking of this, Shen Jiayan has no appetite at all.

"Master, my head hurts a little, and I want to go back to my room to rest." Shen Jiayan stood up as she spoke, and let the maid help her out of the hall.

"I'm full." As soon as Shen Jiayan walked out of the living room, Situ Hanshu put down the bowl, glanced at the wax plum standing aside, and walked out.

"Mu Ling, you prepare, come with me to Chaoxi tomorrow." Situ Hao put down the bowl as he spoke, got up and left.

Suddenly there were only Shao Yunxi and Situ Muling left in the living room, she looked at the expressionless Situ Muling, hesitated for a moment, and served him a bowl of soup, but as soon as the soup was placed on the table, she didn't have time to speak, Situ Muling put down the dishes and chopsticks and left without saying a word.

Shao Yunxi's tears also fell the moment Situ Muling walked out of the living room, he and Liu Meier successfully got rid of Situ Youning, but they didn't expect that at the last moment, Situ Yanyu, who rushed back in time, would jump off the cliff with Situ Youning without hesitation, since then, Liu Meier began to say nothing, staying in his palace all day like a madman, and Shao Yunxi successfully married into Situ Mansion, but everything was different from what he thought, Situ Muling never slept in his room, Including the night of marriage, the fire three years ago burned all the evidence that the Shao family contained the Situ family, so seeing Situ Muling with other women, she could only turn a blind eye, she knew that the Shao family no longer had any use value for Situ Muling, and she did not have any right to resist.

"Ning'er!" Situ Shaoqi woke up from his dream sweating profusely, and after seeing the empty flat ground, he leaned desperately against the trunk of the tree that Situ Youning leaned on that night, and gently closed his eyes.

"Third Young Master, there is still no news."

The words that Xi'er said during the report last night appeared in his mind, he clenched his fists, picked up the wine jar next to him and drank a large sip of wine, the chest of the white coat was already soaked with wine, except for the looming stubble on the side of his mouth and the haggard at the corners of his eyes, his face was still as beautiful as three years ago, but it was a lot more sharp and sharp than then, and the green silk of Erbin hung down a little messily in front of his forehead.

He raised his arm to wipe the wine from the corner of his mouth, stood up and walked towards the edge of the cliff, his deep eyes flickering slightly into the bottomless abyss.

"Fourth brother, with your martial arts, you and Ning'er must be fine, right?" When he said this, there was no trace of hope in his tone, those people were really very powerful that night, and they were worried about Situ Youning's safety while fighting, if he was not mistaken, Situ Yanyu was injured when he left.

I don't know when, there was a figure not far behind Situ Shaoqi, and after seeing Situ Shaoqi, he began to turn his head and walk back, which seemed to be noticed by Situ Shaoqi, who was facing away from him.

"What are you doing in this place?" There was a hint of anger in Situ Shaoqi's tone.

Feng Yumo stopped, his eyes were full of exhaustion and self-blame, over the years, he looked around for Situ Youning's whereabouts like crazy, and his disappointment had made him close to collapse, his lips that had always raised a smile looked a little pale in the rain at this time, as if it was impossible to raise in this life, after a long time, he took a step and walked in the direction of the woods, but Situ Shaoqi suddenly appeared in front of him, his right hand tightly clutched his collar, his eyes were full of murder and anger, and he wanted to break him into pieces, In the face of such Situ Shaoqi, Feng Yumo's expression did not change at all.

"Feng Yumo! Our Situ Shaoqi believes in you, so I will hand over Ning'er to you with confidence, but what about you!? You left her alone! As he spoke, he threw Feng Yumo to the side, "You also deserve to come and see Ning'er!" Get lost! ”