That day's church meeting, from the afternoon to the night, Xu Xiangyu invited the troupe, is a famous red cloud class in Jinling City, they are the most famous is the number of swords, I don't know if Xu Xiangyu deliberately did this, anyway, that day's repertoire, mainly "Mu Guiying in Command", the sonorous gongs and drums, resounded in the air, and it can be regarded as adding a bit of a lively atmosphere to the somewhat deserted Overseer's Mansion.

The time came to the end of September, after the late autumn of Jinling, which was past the frost and solar terms, it was even more cold and depressed, and all kinds of chrysanthemums in the Overseer's Mansion competed for beauty, adding a different kind of scenery.

Qin Shuyao still has no news, Mrs. Qin, who is calm on the surface, no longer goes out of the room often, most of the affairs in the Overseer's Mansion are gradually handed over to Yang Jinxin, and the piano in the small living room is still brand new, but no one comes to play it anymore. The flowers in the flower room bloomed again, but the person who often sat in it to arrange flowers became Yang Jinxin sitting alone.

On this day, Zhao Zhijun took Qin Muyang's letter to the flower room to find Yang Jinxin, and saw Yang Jinxin wearing a Chinese-style cardigan embroidered with green plums, and Tingting sitting among the purple and red flowers, becoming more and more demure and elegant. Qiu Yue waited beside her, pruning the flower branches according to her instructions from time to time, and there was a peaceful atmosphere, but I felt that time seemed to stand still in this flower room.

"Ah, Director Zhao!" Qiu Yue exclaimed a little, "Why didn't you make a sound when you came!" ”

Yang Jinxin looked up with a smile, and sure enough, he saw Zhao Zhijun standing at the door of the flower room with an envelope in his hand, he met Yang Jinxin's gaze, blinked a little unnaturally, and immediately gave Yang Jinxin a tall military salute.

"But the letter of the four young people?" Yang Jinxin asked, put down the flower branch and stood up, clapped his hands again, stroked the corner of his clothes, and then walked towards him. According to the time, Qin Muyang's family letter should arrive in these days.

Zhao Zhijun had returned to normal, respectfully handed the envelope to her with both hands, and said: "Yes, Mrs. is resting in the room, it is not appropriate to disturb, Uncle Liang said that Mrs. is in the flower room, and his subordinates will take the liberty to disturb him."

"Don't be so polite." Yang Jinxin replied with a light smile, then took the envelope, the hand that was about to be opened stopped again, turned to Qiu Yue and said, "You put this vase and send it to Mrs., I said it before, by the way, Si Shao's letter is back." ”

Qiu Yue answered, holding the cloisonné enamel vase and walked out, leaving the two alone, Yang Jinxin pointed to another celadon vase, and said to Zhao Zhijun: "I also want to ask Director Zhao for help, and when I insert a bottle, take it in together."

Zhao Zhijun paused, looked at the bottle of well-layered and complementary flower arrangement, frowned slightly, and respectfully said yes.

Seeing that the smile on Yang Jinxin's face was a little bigger, sweet and lovely, she walked slowly around the flower room before stopping again, and when she looked at Zhao Zhijun again, the smile on her face was replaced by a solemn expression, and her clear voice was lowered a little.

"I thought, Si Shao always reports good news and not bad news, so I have to ask you, what happened to Jiangyin and Wuxi?"

Zhao Zhijun didn't expect Yang Jinxin to leave him to ask about it, he was stunned for a while, and he didn't know how to answer her, Yang Jinxin naturally saw his hesitation, and hurriedly said.

"I didn't mean to ask about anything, I just ...... In the past few days, there have been a lot of refugees from Jinling who have come over there, and there will be some rumors, and I will inevitably think about it more. ”

Zhao Zhijun remembered the night before the expedition, the weak woman in front of her, analyzed in an orderly manner, and thought, maybe she was frightened by the news, so he said in a low voice: "Please rest assured, Mrs., there are four young men stationed in front of you, and you will not let that day succeed."

When he said this, Zhao Zhijun was still firm, full of trust in Qin Muyang, and he didn't want Yang Jinxin, but he raised a wry smile and said almost silently.

"Four less, it's not an impregnable wall!"

Yang Jinxin looked at Zhao Zhijun's face changed instantly, and quickly shook his head to change the topic, "Don't talk about the front line, we should trust the four young people, so ...... According to the arrangement of the four less, when will we leave? ”

Looking at Zhao Zhijun's suddenly widened eyes, this expression revealed four words - unbelievable, Yang Jinxin smiled lightly again, then sat down on the rattan chair, and pointed to the round stool in the opposite corner, motioning for him to sit down, while saying meaninglessly.

"Don't be surprised, your secrecy work is very good, but, you made me believe that Si Shao was unprepared, but I don't believe it, I will go with you, no matter where I go, it's just ......"

Yang Jinxin said this, stopped, she straightened her back slightly, and looked at Zhao Zhijun's eyes with a sincere light, with a bright pleading in her eyes.

"You know about my sister, I don't take her with me, it's just ...... I want to send her to the mountain town before we leave. This one...... Just when I asked Director Zhao for help in private, you can rest assured that I have prepared in advance for her future living expenses, and I have not embezzled the funds of the Overseer's Mansion. ”

Zhao Zhijun looked at her, pinched the hand on his lap, lowered his head slightly, thought for a long time, and then nodded and said, "Okay, leave this matter to me, I will send Miss Lily to the mountain city before sending my wife and wife to evacuate." This...... It is also a personal matter that I help my wife handle, please rest assured! ”

When Yang Jinxin heard this, he couldn't help but exhale deeply, his face was full of grateful smiles, and then he stood up again, bent down deeply towards him, and said again and again: "Thank you, thank you so much, thank you!"

……

When Yang Jinxin returned to the hall from the flower room, Mrs. Qin, who got the news, was already waiting in the hall, Yang Jinxin hurriedly handed over the envelope that had not been opened in her hand, and looked at the gentle smile on Mrs. Qin's face, and knew that Qin Muyang's letter was full of good words.

Yang Jinxin has been stuffy in her stomach for a few days, churning from time to time, causing her to have a poor appetite for several days. After receiving Qin Muyang's letter today, Mrs. Qin was in a good mood, Yang Jinxin couldn't bear to sweep away her interest, endured the discomfort in her stomach, and accompanied her to dinner.

But after all, he almost couldn't help it, and hurriedly found an excuse to reply to Qin Muyang, so he couldn't wait to go back to the room. As soon as I entered the bedroom, I rushed into the bathroom and vomited earth-shattering, but she drank a small half bowl of soup for dinner, and this vomiting only felt a cramp in her stomach, and her mouth was also very bitter, so she leaned against the bathroom wall and relieved herself for a while.

Yang Jinxin rubbed his stomach and smiled bitterly, his body was really getting worse and worse. Since Qin Muyang knew that she had a bad stomach, she had been telling Sister-in-law Liu all kinds of food supplements to take good care of herself, and she hadn't been sick for a long time, but she didn't want to do it again these days.

Qin Muyang's letters have always been back and forth from her, and when she eased, the pain in her stomach dissipated, and her spirit was much better, Yang Jinxin went to the study to reply to Qin Muyang.

In the spotless study, there was some cold smell, and there seemed to be a familiar smell of tobacco lingering in it, the same as the smell on Qin Muyang's body, as if as long as he looked up, he could see him frowning at the desk. Just as she wakes up from her dreams every morning and reaches to her side, even though she already knows that he hasn't slept next to her for nearly a month.

It turned out that unconsciously, she had become accustomed to the way he looked by her side, so strong, but extremely considerate.

Yang Jinxin turned on the table lamp, gathered under the bright light, and wrote down the recent events in the house on the stationery as usual.

Stopping the pen, Yang Jinxin looked at it again by himself, and always felt that something was missing. The tide of heart gradually surged, a trace of panic flashed, and the relationship with Qin Muyang flashed in front of him one by one, and finally, he stopped on the night before leaving.

His deep eyes shone in the bright fireworks, so sincere and gentle, blooming only for her.

With a chuckle in his heart, Yang Jinxin only felt that his breathing was a little shorter, his fingers trembled, and he could barely hold the pen. After pausing like this for a while, she stabilized her mind, stroked the third piece of letter, lifted the pen, and the delicate pen words fell on the snow-white paper, and almost without thinking, she wrote a few lines of poetry.

Gentleman in service......

……

By the middle of October, the weather was getting colder and colder, and the fighting had become more and more tense for more than a month, and there had been no response since the letter was sent back half a month ago. Yang Jinxin has begun to sleep restlessly all night long, and as soon as he closes his eyes, he will have nightmares.

For a while, I dreamed of the fall of Jinling, but the people of the Overseer's Mansion didn't have time to leave, and for a while, I dreamed of Qin Muyang, who was covered in blood, and for a while, I dreamed of my sister's frightened and panicked face. After several days of sleepless nights, coupled with the recurrence of stomach problems, Yang Jinxin lost weight in the past half a month.

At breakfast today, Mrs. Qin looked at her very distressed and said.

"Why is my face so bad, and I have lost a lot of weight, but is there anything uncomfortable?"

Yang Jinxin was facing the egg and forcibly endured the nausea, his face turned a little paler, and he had to reluctantly pull a smile when he looked at Mrs. Qin.

"I'm fine, maybe I haven't slept well in recent days, my stomach is a little uncomfortable, my appetite is good, it's good to take care of, so my wife is worried."

"Then let Henry show you, this stomach problem can be big or small, don't drag it out."

After Mrs. Qin finished speaking, she called Qin Liang, Yang Jinxin hurriedly stopped it, and said: "I really don't have anything, I just feel that I have a bad appetite, the stomach porridge made by Sister-in-law Liu before is very good, I'll raise it myself first!"

Seeing that she insisted, Mrs. Qin didn't say anything, but only told Sister-in-law Liu to open a small stove for Yang Jinxin every day, and told Yang Jinxin to pay attention to rest, so she gave up.

After breakfast, Mrs. Qin went back to the room, and even Yang Jinxin refused to invite her to go to the garden for a walk, Yang Jinxin looked at her preoccupied, knowing that Mrs. Qin had been worried about Qin Shuyao, who was missing, she wanted to talk to her, but she didn't know how to speak, so she had to go to the garden sullenly.

Most of the flowers and trees in the garden, except for chrysanthemums, have withered and fallen leaves, and there is a sense of decadence invisibly. Yang Jinxin walked slowly on the verandah, and his heart was also up and down, so anxious that he couldn't find an exit.

As soon as he sat down in the pavilion, he saw Zhao Zhijun coming here, and he was overjoyed, it should be good news, Yang Jinxin couldn't help but smile, and Zhao Zhijun had already entered the pavilion. Seeing her, he respectfully saluted as usual and said in a low voice.

"I have already done what my wife explained last time, and the boat will leave for the mountain city in three days. Staff Officer Lin of the Shancheng Garrison Command is a classmate of my military academy, and he will take care of Miss Lily in the future, and his wife can rest assured. ”

Yang Jinxin smiled deeply, his mind that had been tense finally loosened a string, and he couldn't help but let out a breath, looked down at him with gratitude, and nodded sincerely.

"Thank you!"