Next to the courtyard gate, listen to the wind leaning against the wall, and glance at the house from time to time.

Although the door was open, the bamboo curtain hung down, so I couldn't see the situation inside, and the window was half open, and I didn't know what was going on inside because of the angle.

Hearing the wind, I had the idea of going around and taking a look, but in the end I held back, in case they found out, it would be bad.

Madame can be safe and sound, he is with him, or don't defy the law.

It's just that the hour is getting late and late, and if you don't set off again, when the princes and ministers go down to the Wenying Palace, their lord is still halfway.

Although Jiang Muyuan went to Wenying Hall to listen for a few days, and the saint did not ask him to report on time and on time, since he went, it was better to be on time, and it was not like Hang'er Lang.

Listening to the wind, he hesitated to go over and urge, and saw the cold thunder on the side going straight forward, so he hurriedly grabbed it.

Han Lei looked at him: "It's not early. ”

"I know," replied the wind, "no, isn't it like we'll have to wait a little longer!" ”

Cold Thunder was silent.

Listening to the wind and scratching his head, Han Lei couldn't understand his entanglement, and he couldn't understand Han Lei's straightforward idea that was straighter than the central axis of the imperial city, so he accepted his fate: "Okay, I'll go and urge." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the bamboo curtain in front of him was lifted, and Jiang Muyuan hurriedly came out, still arranging his sleeves in his hands.

Listening to the wind, he hurriedly greeted him, and his eyes rolled - their father was not wearing this before......

This discovery made Tingwei choke a little, and he quickly became serious.

If you change your coat, you will either wrinkle your clothes in a noisy manner, or you will ......

Anyway, he had just been standing here, and he hadn't heard the slightest noise.

Listening to the wind, he touched the tip of his nose, and said in his heart that it was as he thought, it didn't matter what Madame heard, their master could always explain the reason to Madame.

Jiang Muyuan took three steps and two steps, not knowing that the idea of listening to the wind had already been plugged in, he said: "Just do what I said before, and discuss the rest when I come back." ”

Hearing the wind, he saw Han Lei follow Jiang Muyuan out of the mansion, and then he looked at the study again.

He thought about it himself, knowing that Gu Yunjin was still in the study, where did he dare to go in and clean up at this time, so he had to find Nian Xia.

"Madame is still inside, you wait first, and then call me if you have something." Listen to the air duct.

Nian Xia answered, lifted the curtain, and saw Gu Yunjin sitting on the chair in a trance, so she didn't make a sound, found a pestle by herself, and sat down by the door.

Gu Yunjin held her cheeks, her eyes were scattered, and all kinds of thoughts came out of her mind, she was a little tired, so she simply closed her eyes and recuperated.

Half-dreaming and half-awake, in the past and present life, many things came to mind, Gu Yunjin suddenly opened her eyes, and the warm sun outside the window spilled in, and her arms were a little numb.

Gu Yunjin got up and moved twice, and when she saw Nian Xia looking at her, she smiled lightly.

"It's a good day." Gu Yunjin said.

Nian Xia was puzzled by her brainless words, but after looking at the daylight, she couldn't help but nod: "It's pretty good." ”

Gu Yunjin stretched his waist and walked inside.

It's a good day, and her mood is not so depressed, she knows that the secret in her heart is difficult to tell, but she still wants to try to say it, so that that dark place can also be bathed in sunshine.

Gu Yunjin didn't want Jiang Muyuan to say "nothing" to her every time, but if there was anything, the two of them could face it together.

Even if she guessed wrong, Jiang Muyuan would not bother with her.

A lifetime is that long, isn't it?

This study was originally Jiang Muyuan's residence, with a bed on the shelf and a hanger cage in it.

After the marriage, almost all of Jiang Muyuan's things were moved to the backyard, and only a small part was left here, which seemed empty.

In the morning, when Jiang Muyuan hurriedly went out, the clothes he changed were still hanging on the shelf, Gu Yunjin didn't call Tingfeng to come in and clean up, he took it himself, patted it a few times, and then folded it up, so that it would be clear for a while.

Smack-

As she moved, there was a crisp sound on the ground.

Gu Yunjin looked down and saw that a small purse had fallen to the ground, and she couldn't help pursing her lips and smiling.

This is the candy for the Queen Mother, I was in a hurry to change clothes today, I didn't want to fall behind, and when I met the Queen Mother, Jiang Muyuan was going to be nagged.

Gu Yunjin laughed as he bent down and picked up his purse.

Start with Shenshen.

The purse is not bulging, and it doesn't look like it contains much, but it's heavy, not the weight of candy.

Gu Yunjin wanted to put it away directly, but there was a voice in her heart, urging her to open it over and over again.

Subconsciously, Gu Yunjin pulled out the rope of his purse, reached in, and his fingertips touched the cold that was not commensurate with the April day.

It was so cold that she shrank her fingers back, and then she grabbed the thing in her palm again.

Gu Yunjin felt that the little thing in his hand was made of iron.

When the thing was taken out, she spread out her palm and saw that it was a concentric lock that symbolized the eternal knot and concentric.

What is engraved on it is naturally her and Jiang Muyuan's names, just looking at the brushstrokes and strength, it is her little grandfather who carved it one by one.

Gu Yunjin held the concentric lock, a wave of warmth rushed into her heart, a smile overflowed from her eyes, and even the corners of her lips were raised.

Although he had never shown it to her, this purse was worn by Jiang Muyuan, and he wore this lock with him.

How sweet.

In the next moment, Gu Yunjin's smile froze.

She stared at the two small words on the back of the concentric lock—white clouds.

This is a concentric lock created by Lingbei Baiyun Temple.

No wonder, she looks a little familiar, the incense of Baiyun Temple is not at its peak, but there are many good men and women, a cliff side behind the main hall, hanging countless concentric locks, the wind blows, tinkling and ding.

And now, the wind in that memory turned into a hand and shook it heavily on her heart.

So painful, so sore.

It's not the Pinghu Qingshui Temple that they have been to a few times, it's not the Xishan Lingyin View with the most incense in the suburbs of Beijing, but the Baiyun Temple.

If it weren't for another life, how would Jiang Muyuan know about the Baiyun Temple in Lingbei? The last chance encounter in his previous life, he clearly remembered.

Her guess was not wrong at all, Jiang Muyuan, like her, traveled through time and returned to the present.

So much care and waiting, help and support again and again, since Aunt Jia appeared in Beisan Hutong, that care has been by her side.

All feelings can be answered.

Gu Yunjin should have understood, but he didn't dare to assert or say the answer.

Jiang Muyuan did have something to hide from her, just like herself, her life was long, but this heavy truth really shouldn't be delayed for a lifetime to understand.

Gu Yunjin's tears welled up all of a sudden.

When I spoke in the morning, I faintly wanted to cry but couldn't cry, at this moment, those emotions blocked in panic suddenly found an outlet for catharsis, menacing, like a tide, rushing over

She clenched the concentric locks tightly and couldn't stop crying.