Early in the morning, a pigeon stopped under the eaves, and before he could eat a few mouthfuls of grain after flying for a few days, he was grabbed and untied the small letter on his leg.

The young guard unfolded the letter and carried it into the room, and read it carefully to the boy who was lying on the bed.

The young man, casually dressed in white, did not open his eyes, as if he was closing his eyes. But if you look carefully in the morning light, you will find that there are blood stains on the placket and neckline of his chest, and the blood has not yet dried, and the color is still bright red.

He listened to the guard's recitation, and suddenly opened his eyes, but closed them tightly because of the stinging pain.

After a moment, he said indifferently and lightly: "Why are the clothes you just changed dirty again?" ”

"Childe...... The letter ...... written"

The man on the bed didn't speak, he changed into a comfortable position, and lay down with his head in his hands, because he couldn't see what his emotions were without opening his eyes.

The guard stood in front of his bed for a while, and seeing that there was no command, he secretly sighed in his heart, bowed his head, and just turned around.

A short, determined voice came from behind him.

"Wait."

……

September 20.

There is still one day left before Yu Yao decides to leave Jiankang City.

"Girl, everything is packed!" Chuncai ran out of the house: "After cleaning up, I found that the girl didn't have too many things." ”

"That's good, it's easy on the road."

Rong Yu frowned and said aside: "Miss Xiao, just let your subordinates follow you, if there is a danger or a minor illness on the road, your subordinates can take care of one or two." ”

Yu Yao said: "This cold garden also has to be taken care of, don't you, you just stay, in case you ...... If he comes back, he can also see that everything is still going on in the Cold Crisp Garden. ”

"It's business as usual without Miss Xiao here......," Rong Yu muttered quietly.

"You just listen to me, stay here and take care of the Cold Crisp Garden! There was also Gu Yang on the road, and he also brought some guards. Besides, no matter where you go, as long as you have money, you can solve most things, so you don't have to worry too much! ”

"That'...... If Childe comes back and asks where the subordinate girl has gone, what should the subordinate say......

Yu Yao was suddenly stunned, a little stunned, and she said, "I don't think you should have this worry for a long time, so don't think about it yet." ”

Chuncai only thought about Yu Yao, and felt that Yu Yao might be happy after changing places, so she happily came over and said: "Girl, since everything is packed, do you want to inform Gu Gongzi to leave early, after all, Gu Gongzi has already been prepared." ”

"No, we'll leave after tomorrow." Yu Yao said again: "By the way, I asked the kitchen to prepare noodles not to forget." ”

"No, it won't! The girl rarely has something to eat during this time, and the slave has already asked the kitchen to prepare it! ”

"That's good." After Yu Yao finished speaking, she turned around and went back to her room.

Only Rong Yu was left alone and sighed in place, in just a few months, this cold garden saw that things were wrong, he looked up at the sky, and prayed silently, if only the son could come back.

The autumn dusk came quickly, and the cool air of the night quietly slipped into the entire garden, Yu Yao watched the window gradually darken, silently lit the lamp, and put a piece of clothing on her body by the way.

September 21 is Wennian's birthday, and she has to wait until the 21st day before leaving.

I can't say what the reason is, I probably want to use this secret birthday ritual to fill the thoughts that have nowhere to vent in my heart, and I am afraid that I will be seen to add a few glances to her worry and sympathy, so she has been hiding this careful thought, this birthday is a secret that belongs to her and Wen Nian, like a child with a toothache secretly hid a candy, and it was until the night, only to quietly open this joy with the urgency in her heart.

"Knock knock." A soft knock sounded at the door.