"Erguanren, the slaves and maids are fine, don't worry." The hairpin shook his head, his face was paler than the sickly Feng Yaojue, and his whole head was buzzing, as if his soul had been separated from his body, and his steps were vain, as if he was walking in the clouds.

Feng Yaojue has not seen the awake Li Pian'er for five days, he called her twice a few days ago, lost his temper, and didn't give Feng Yaojue a good face at all, and Feng Yaojue considered that she was like now, the most taboo thing was to be angry, so she simply let her temperament come and sleep as long as she wanted.

"Then I'll go first, and let me know if there's anything happening right away." Feng Yaojue stopped in front of the bed for a moment, his eyes were full of worry and confusion, staring at the big dumpling and not knowing what to do, and finally turned away.

At night, the sparse sound of the rain knocking on the window lattice, accompanied by the soft snapping of the chess pieces, broke the silence in the candle flame. At first sight, the two brothers sat on a couch opposite each other, and between the two was a game of black and white chess. The candle flame danced, and the yellowish flickering light illuminated Feng Yaojue's pale handsome face with a little warmth, but it was difficult to hide the worry in the warmth.

He held a chess piece in his hand, but his gaze was on the painting on the wall that he regarded as life. The woman holding the brocade handkerchief in the painting is beautiful and delicate, with a light smile on her face. Although the delicate facial features are not bewitching in the country, they have a purity and flawlessness that people can't bear to touch, just like the most gorgeous snow lotus on the top of the snow-capped mountain, which can't bear to blaspheme, let alone dare to defile. It seems that if you touch the corner of the woman's clothes even a little, you have committed a great sin.

That strange woman was obviously not Li Pian'er, just because Li Pian'er couldn't enter his heart from beginning to end, and the place in his heart had been filled by that woman, and he had never tolerated others for so long. At the beginning, Li Pian'er was accepted as a concubine, purely because of that filial piety, and I didn't want to see the Feng family cut off the incense. Later, his kindness to Li Pianer was completely his responsibility as a husband, and he has always been the kind of gentle as jade, elegant and polite, revealing a kind of care and warmth, no matter who he treats.

Li Pian'er had seen this painting when she came to ask Feng Yaojue for money that day, she didn't care about this rival she gave birth to for no reason, she just felt that the person in the painting was unusual, and she didn't know it, maybe it was still her father-in-law's old friend, she did guess right in her heart, but what does this have to do with her? She has always cared about how she can play better, and love is just a burden to her.

"Slap", the light and crisp sound of falling pieces echoed between Feng Yu's fingers, and the white and clear chess piece decisively pressed a star position on the chessboard from his hand. As soon as he raised his head, he was facing the distracted eyes of Shangfeng Yaojue, and he didn't have to follow these two empty lines of sight, Feng Yuyu already knew what his younger brother was concerned about.

"Yaojue, it's been so long, some things should be let go, too much attachment will only increase the troubles." Feng Yuxuan's calm words drowned out the thin sound of rain scattering lotus leaves outside the house, and at the same time added an appropriate dynamic air to the silence.

Feng Yaojue, who came back to his senses, faintly retracted his gaze and lowered his head to laugh at himself, laughing at his own incompetence and self-deprecation. No matter how much the status of the merchants in the Northern Song Dynasty is improved, it is not as good as the official family, and it is also impossible to enter the eyes of the official family, not to mention that Feng Yaojue is still dragging a weak body, no matter how much they have a good heart, they still disperse and pass away.