Seven days have passed since Junbi jumped off the cliff, and Yan Linglone's courtyard has always been shrouded in a deep and gloomy sense of depression. The servants in the courtyard were more cautious and trembling, lest one accidentally touch his master's moldy head.

In the past seven days, Yan Lingshan has not given up looking for Junbi, but at the foot of the mountain, he only found the broken carriage and the corpse of the horse whose flesh and blood were blurred and bitten by an unknown animal. It was as if Junbi had vanished out of thin air, and the minions who were looking for her wondered if she had been taken by the beast.

At this time, only Yan Wu was left to serve by Yan Lingxi's side, he came over with a food box, and asked respectfully, "Young Master, do you want to eat?" ”

Yan Wu saw Yan Ling sitting in front of the bookcase, his eyes were dilated, and he did not respond. He hesitated for a moment, then spoke again, "Young Master? ”

Yan Ling raised his head silently, glanced at Yan Wu, and then fell on the familiar food box, and a woman's pure smile vaguely appeared in front of his eyes.

Yan Lingxi's fingertips trembled slightly, he clenched his fists, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on his face, "Put it on first." Now whatever he eats, it tastes like chewing wax.

What he used to disdain the most was this so-called affection, but now that it really made him feel loss, he knew what it meant to cramp and peel his bones.

Yan Linglone's pain was not violent, but it was accompanied day and night, tormenting him slowly and for a long time. He didn't have such a deep perception when Junbi was there, and when she left, it seemed that memories of her could be found everywhere.

Junbi recuperated in bed for several days, but he really felt uncomfortable lying down, and insisted on getting out of bed and walking.

The woman who was crying beside her that day was called Aunt Su, and since the county lord had spoken, she could not continue to insist, so she arranged for the maid to serve Junbi to bathe and freshen up.

Junbi washed off the stickiness and felt a lot more comfortable. The waterfall-like black hair was spread out, and the water stains were squeezed away with a handkerchief, and carefully dried in a smoked basket with the fragrance of magnolia flowers.

Junbi was helped to the dressing table by the maid, and Aunt Su came up and began to pull her hair. She looked at the person in the mirror and felt familiar and unfamiliar, with exquisite makeup, cloudy temples and beautiful faces, and gorgeous clothes, but her eyes were still innocent and lovely, and they had not changed.

"Since the county lord finds it boring in the palace, it is better to go out for a walk, and the ladies of each province have handed over the posts." Aunt Su tied up the last strand of hair for her, and put on a carefully matched hair ornament before she tentatively said what she wanted to express.

Junbi knew in his heart that if he was just walking around the palace, why should he dress up like this. She nodded in response, and looked at the name card handed over by Aunt Su roughly. Unexpectedly, she soon saw her acquaintance Song Yiqiu, she glanced at it and swept it by.

Junbi looked at it casually, and Aunt Su couldn't wait to put everything she liked in front of her. It's no wonder that Aunt Su is in a hurry, she is not young now, and lifelong events have been put on the agenda. And the ladies of these invitations have one thing in common, that is, they all have marriageable age sons in the family.

The saint cares for her as the county lord very much, and in the final analysis, marrying her is just an identity. As for who she is, it doesn't matter that much.

Junbi turned to the end, and suddenly a familiar word fell into her eyes, which made her heart tremble. Face.

Junbi didn't choose to go to Yanfu in the end, maybe it was because of the cowardice of her close lover, she planned to go slowly, or tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, in short, not today.

Aunt Su frowned when she saw that she picked one casually, but she could only do what she liked, and while carefully admonishing her, she sent her out of the door of the palace.

This form of banquet is just chatting, drinking tea and appreciating flowers, and the nobles and ladies take this opportunity to compare with each other and intrigue with each other.

As a bystander, Junbi is neither deliberately close nor particularly distant. Rules and etiquette, she is very well disguised, she can't see the slightest rustiness, and no one can find fault with her. But she hardly talked to anyone, and naturally no one could get her blue eyes.

Junbi put down the teacup in his hand, his eyebrows lowered, and his long eyelashes covered the emotions in his eyes, as if he was a little bored.

Junbi was not ready to wronged himself, and left ahead of schedule on the grounds that he was ill.

After getting into the carriage, Junbi leaned against the window. At this time, the daylight was just right, and she squinted, lifted the curtain, and let the warm sunlight fall on her delicate side face.

Her skin is as white as jade, her eyebrows are beautiful, shrouded in a faint golden halo, and it seems that from her eyebrows and eyes, the years are quiet and beautiful, flowing slowly.

Bing'er, the maid on the side, felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly stepped forward and put down the curtain, "County Lord, I was carefully peeked at by others." ”

Junbi knew that Bing'er was for her good, and she didn't care. It's just that they didn't notice that this glimpse was discovered by two people at the same time.

One was the second prince who happened to be passing by on horseback, and felt that she was a little familiar between her eyebrows, so she looked at it with interest.

The other person is Yan Linglone, who is dressed in brocade, handsome and picturesque, and magnificent.

"It's her...... It's her ......" Yan Ling muttered to himself, his expression was mixed with sadness and joy, his eyes stared at the carriage that was gradually moving away, and one person and one horse stopped in place in a daze.

"Young Master?" Yan Wu behind him called him with some confusion.

Yan Lingshan eased up a little, held the reins in his hand tightly, and suppressed the throbbing in his heart.

It wasn't until the carriage of the palace completely disappeared from his sight that Yan Lingshan came to his senses. But he didn't leave, and stood still for a moment. Yan Wu didn't know what his master was thinking, so he could only wait behind him silently.

Just for a moment, Yan Lingshan could be sure that it was the person he was thinking about, although she was dressed up and different from her usual plain appearance, but that face was already deeply rooted in his heart.

Junbi has a lot of mysteries that Yan Lingxi doesn't understand, she dares to dodge his whip, she heals his leg, she can calmly protect his old injuries when she jumps out of the carriage, such a woman can deal with it calmly in any situation, he doesn't believe that she will jump off a cliff to die.

Without bones, there is still a faint hope, this is the only comfort for Yan Lingshan in the tormented search.

The reason why he wants to live well is to let the enemy pay for his blood debts. The vengeance of a broken leg, the vengeance of murder, and the vengeance of murder of those whom he loves......

"Go home." Yan Lingshan held the reins neatly, and the gloomy color between his eyebrows was swept away, showing a brightness that he hadn't seen for a long time.

Yan Linglin glanced around, and happened to see that the second prince was also not far away. The two looked at each other, one shocked, the other arrogant.

Yan Linglone pinched the horse's belly, galloped past the second prince, and cast a meaningful gaze when he approached. The second prince saw it clearly, it was a naked declaration of war in his eyes.