This ingot of silver was enough to buy a few girls, and the old couple didn't think much about it, and went out after a few simple orders.

The house was dilapidated, and even the door was a little tattered, Wei Qingyin stood by the door and pursed his lips and whispered, "This door is so rotten, it feels like it can't be closed." ”

Wei Yan saw that there was indeed a big crack in the crack in the door, and she raised her eyes and said, "It's better than the rain outside." ”

Her body is still wet at this time, in comparison, Wei Qingyin was held in Yan Qing's arms before, but she didn't get wet, but the mud she fell on when she fell just now was enough to choke.

Yan Qing also seemed to see Wei Yan's embarrassment, he immediately stood up and said, "Go down and boil some hot water." With that, he turned and went out, not closing the door before leaving.

Wei Yan felt that this wet whirring was also very uncomfortable, she happened to catch a glimpse of two coarse cloth clothes with pudding on the wooden cabinet next to her, so she simply took off the wet clothes on her body, wiped her body with a soaked silk silk and then changed into that clothes.

Although this piece of clothing seemed a little wide, it was much more comfortable, and Wei Yan saw that Wei Qingyin was still standing by the door with a little scared, so she said, "Come over and change, don't get infected with the cold." ”

Wei Qingyin didn't like her muddy appearance, although she didn't like the coarse cloth clothes, but she had no other choice at the moment, so she had to go to Wei Yan's side and twist and change the clothes.

Wei Qingyin's snow-white skin looked out of place in the dim light of the farmhouse, and Wei Yan said, "Now I regret following His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

"I'm just ......" Wei Qingyin originally wanted to say absolutely not, but when he thought of the thrilling scene tonight.

There was a hint of uncertainty in her tone, "This disaster is clearly caused by you, don't blame Your Highness for everything." ”

After Wei Yan heard this, she was quite helpless about Wei Qingyin, and she stopped thinking about explaining, "Then you'd better protect yourself, otherwise you will bear the consequences." ”

The lights in the house were already dim, and with the thunder outside the house, Wei Yan's face was even more gloomy, so frightened that Wei Qingyin immediately turned his head away and didn't dare to say anything else.

Wei Yan looked at her like that, pursed her lips, and finally couldn't bear it, "Do you think going against your sister will make you feel better?" ”

Wei Qingyin was silent.

The wind from outside seemed to pour in, blowing out the dim light.

The next day, the weather was clear, and when Wei Yan woke up, it was already noon, and the old woman invited Wei Yan to the hall and said, "Come and try the chicken soup, don't be infected with the wind chill after the rain yesterday." ”

The old woman's gentle appearance warmed Wei Yan's heart, and she smiled and went to the hall.

The originally simple room was filled with the fragrance of chicken soup at this moment, and Wei Qingyin and Yan Qing were already sitting at the table, talking and laughing with the old man.

The old man said rightly, "I think when I went to the capital to work, I was only twelve or thirteen years old, and later, the owner always scolded the little old man, who was young and temperamental, turned around and left, and now I think about why not do more work, maybe I made a fortune." ”

"Grandpa, this matter is not in a hurry, you can go to the capital with us when you go back." Wei Qingyin said softly on the side.

Wei Yan suddenly understood when she heard this familiar voice, in fact, blindly driving away Wei Qingyin may not be a good thing, after all, the Wang family will not instill any good things in her, it will only get worse and worse the more she teaches, and it may not be a good thing to experience some folk hardships outside.

The old man waved his hand and said, "No, it's better to settle down when you're older." ”

At this time, the meal has also been put on the table, a bowl of hen soup and some seasonal wild vegetables, if these dishes are left in the capital, they must seem tasteless, but after last night's thrilling, it is particularly precious.

However, Wei Yan felt a little strange that the old couple looked so poor that they couldn't afford to eat meat on weekdays, but why this chicken soup was so good that she had heard that many poor families only ate chicken once or twice a year.

This chicken soup......

When Wei Yan was wondering, Wei Qingyin sandwiched a chicken leg for her.

Wei Yan raised her eyes to look, Wei Qingyin immediately looked away, and said with a stiff mouth, "If you don't like to eat, forget it!" ”

Wei Yan hooked her lips and smiled, then lowered her head and ate.

The old couple sitting next to them couldn't help but smile when they saw that they had eaten a lot.

There are not many dishes on this table, Wei Yan and the three of them ran around all night last night, they were already hungry, and in the end there was no food left, and in the afternoon, Wei Yan felt extremely sleepy, and Wei Qingyin lay down to sleep as soon as he entered the house.

When Wei Yan was also about to rest, she found that Yan Qing suddenly broke into the house, picked up the dagger and slashed it at her wrist!

"Lord Yan?" Wei Yan was stunned when she saw this, but the sleepiness of her body still made her sit softly on the edge of the bed.

She couldn't help but feel a little wary in her heart.

Yan Qing abides by the etiquette law, and slept in the hall last night, how could he suddenly make such a move.

And how could her body be so soft...... Could it be chicken soup at noon?

The blood on Yan Qing's wrist was still seeping down, and after he tore off the corner of his clothes and wrapped it around, he immediately came to Wei Yan's side, took out a porcelain bottle and shook it in front of Wei Yan's nose.

After a cool smell rushed into her nose, Wei Yan felt much better sleepy, she propped herself up and lowered her voice, "That old couple has a problem." ”

The more Wei Yan thought about the chicken soup, the more strange she felt.

Yan Qing bowed his head, and at this moment, they suddenly heard something outside the door.

Wei Yan saw a sharp kitchen knife through the crack in the door, and she subconsciously stepped forward to block the sleeping Wei Qingyin behind her.

Yan Qing jumped behind the door, and then made a boo gesture towards Wei Yan.

At this time, the door was pushed open from the outside, and the sharp kitchen knife also poked in, picking the door lock that was not secure.