The Dou Shu Zhai of some years is simple and heavy, and it is located next to a blue lake with light green water.

A very quiet atmosphere emanated from the study from the inside out, Lin Yu'an couldn't help but feel certain, and inexplicably liked it a little more.

At the door of the study, there is a pair of woodcut couplets: find witty words in ten thousand volumes; Looking for good news under the moon through the ages.

Walking up the stairs, the branches and leaves of the big trees on both sides of the sky are verdant, and the faint sky light between the layers of branches and leaves is sprinkled with broken silver.

The study is very quiet, time has stood still here, and there are two children sitting on the small pestle next to the bookshelf at the door, and they are holding books and reading with relish at a young age. An old man with a gray beard, dressed in an ordinary gray cloth robe, sat casually behind a plain ebony wood, as if dozing off.

Lin Yu'an asked Xian Pu to wait for her outside, and walked to the wooden ladder leading to the small attic by herself. The silence here made her feel very comfortable, and the old bookshelves in the attic were lined up, and the vast sea of books stayed quietly on the shelves, as if waiting for the deceased.

She couldn't help but reach out and gently touch the wooden shelf with her pink fingertips, as if she was stroking a cat asleep in the afternoon, with gentle movements.

In the end, Lin Yu'an stopped by a row of bookshelves near the corner, looking for rows of books to look over, they were all idle books for some pastime, she took out one at random, and there was an old book fragrance that had not been turned for a long time between the pages.

The page stopped in front of a stick figure, and I couldn't see what I was drawing, but a few words were written underneath, but it was...... Parental love.

Lin Yu'an seemed to have been hit by something, his face was condensed, and his eyes turned red. She hadn't seen her mother for almost half a month.

Since her mother gave birth to her, she has not enjoyed a day of happiness, and she has endured in the Lin family for many years, letting go of her identity as a noble daughter, being low and small, not asking about the world, and finally almost lost her life because of herself.

Her mother regarded her as the blood of her heart, so why didn't she love her mother deeply...... Thinking about it, he felt that his eyes were sour, Lin Yu'an raised his head and threw away his thoughts, but he couldn't help sobbing, and couldn't help squatting on the ground and buried his head in his lap.

The quiet pin drop in the study could be heard, but suddenly there was a slight sound of footsteps.

"Are you crying?"

Realizing that someone was coming, Lin Yu'an hurriedly got up and heard a warm voice like a stream gurgling crisp and pleasant.

She turned her back to the comer, and couldn't help but regret that she was too out of shape, a silver-gray silk handkerchief embroidered with summer cicadas was handed over from behind her, Lin Yu'an was stunned, but did not reach out to take it.

The hand hung in the air a little abruptly, and the atmosphere was suddenly a little delicate, and after a while, the man put the handkerchief back.

Lin Yu'an wiped the corners of his eyes, and then turned around. A pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling met hers, and her heart couldn't help jumping, and she hurriedly staggered her gaze, but the man's clear gaze flashed in her mind, as well as the soft curved lips. He is very good-looking, Lin Yu thought with peace of mind.

"Thank you!" Lin Yu'an lowered his eyebrows and was about to go out by mistake, but the boy did not get out of the way, and his tall and straight body was carrying the light, looking even more upright.

Lin Yu'an didn't expect him to refuse, and was a little annoyed by his rudeness, but he heard him say in a calm tone: "I remember that I cried here when I was a child."

After he finished speaking, without waiting for Lin Yu'an to speak again, he turned around and moved away. Lin Yu'an was stunned for a moment, what did he mean by this? This doubt was immediately pressed by her, and she hurriedly walked out.

When she arrived at the door of the study, Lin Yu'an suddenly found that she was still holding the book that made her cry, and then thought that there must be a saying when she went out today, so she took out the broken silver from her purse, and the old man behind the ebony table heard the sound and woke up, took the broken silver handed over by Lin Yu'an, and found some scattered copper coins for Lin Yu'an, and then retracted back to the chair to take a nap.

The groom also sat outside the carriage and took a nap, but he didn't expect the cousin to come out so soon, put a small stool, and Xian Pu helped Lin Yu'an into the carriage, and when he lowered his head and entered the carriage, he caught a glimpse of a man at the door of the study who was looking at this side with a book, and she was busy entering the carriage.

The carriage walked slowly, Lin Yu'an didn't want to go back to his house yet, but where could he go if he didn't go back? There was a feeling like duckweed not landing on Lin Yu's head, and Xian Pu heard the girl sigh softly on the side, and her face was gloomy.

Xianpu couldn't help but sigh, since she came to Kyoto, the girl rarely had a happy smile, and her sad face made her feel uncomfortable, like a grasshopper in a frying pot, and she was tormented.

As if he had just entered the palace that day, the carriage stopped at the gate of the palace, and after changing into a small sedan chair, he walked for a while before arriving at Yiranju.

The servant women standing at the door of Yiran Ju recognized Lin Yu'an, and one of them went in with her and went to give a salute to Mrs. Wang.

Mrs. Wang had just gotten up from a nap, Mother Su stood aside with a white porcelain lotus bowl with embossed lotus leaves, when Lin Yu'an entered, Mrs. Wang was leaning on the autumn fragrant money python pillow, there was nothing else on the white bun, and there was a black gold velvet embroidered crane on the forehead, and the crane's eyes were replaced by round and white Nanzhu, which looked very exquisite.

"Grandmother Makeup!"

Lin Yu'an's expression was calm and he bowed on his knees.

Old Madam Wang nodded at her: "Where did you go today?"

Hearing Mrs. Wang's question, Lin Yu'an replied calmly: "I went to the Chengnan Dou Study where my cousins often go."

Attached a prefix that her cousins often go, Mrs. Wang understood, it seems that the family said it, otherwise Sister An would not know that place.

Mrs. Wang didn't ask any more questions, and there was a servant woman of the same age as Su's mother standing at the end of the bed, and when she saw Mrs. Wang get up, she hurriedly walked over with the clothes in her hand and dressed Mrs. Wang.

Lin Yu'an took half a step back slightly, didn't say anything, and lived like a wooden pier.

Mrs. Wang sighed abruptly: "Your mother was lively and active when she was young, and she was very fond of your grandfather."

Her words were inevitably mixed with sighs and pity. Lin Yu'an can't hear anyone mention her mother now, and she always feels unbearable.

She only whispered, "Yes."

My grandfather died in order to save the emperor when he was young, and he was a very witty person.

Old Madam Wang was dressed neatly, stretched out her arms to smooth out the folds of her clothes, and after a little hesitation, she still spoke: "Although your mother has gone to the nunnery, but you still have a grandmother, if you are unhappy, come to me and say, although I am already an old woman, who has not been young?"

This is the first time that her mother has been away from the Wang family for so long, and someone has officially said that her mother went to the nunnery.

But her grandmother's words were deeply imprinted in her heart, which gave her a rare sense of comfort, like seeing a touch of green in the snow-white midwinter.

Seeing that Mrs. Wang was no longer talking, Mother Su walked over with a lotus bowl: "Old lady, it's time to go into the bird's nest."

The old lady took the porcelain bowl, stirred it gently with a white porcelain spoon, and drank it slowly and methodically.

At night, Xian Pu fetched water for Lin Yu'an to clean her face and wash, and saw Lin Yu'an holding the book she bought in the study today, and the soft lines of her face loomed under the flames of the slightly beating oil lamp beans.

"Girl, don't look at it for a long time, it's not good for your eyes."

Lin Yu'an raised his head and smiled at Xianpu when he heard the sound, then put down the book, walked to the bedside, and prepared to take off his clothes and rest.

The autumn-colored tent was embroidered with water-red peaches, and Lin Yu rested and put the tent, and then he slept on the mattress under the bed.