There was no light in the room, and in the darkness, there was a faint moonlight spilling in through the cracks between the windows, barely able to see the silhouette of a person.

Yan Qingzhi pushed open the window, leaned on the window, and thought about it seriously, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she seemed to have a countermeasure.

Yan Qingzhi thought about it for a long time, although it has been nearly a year since this incident, there must still be people who know the reason.

It's just that it's quite difficult to find it now, like looking for a needle in a haystack, even if you are lucky enough to find it in the end, but if the other party refuses to testify, wouldn't it be a waste of work.

For today's solution, the only feasible way is to let the people who participated in the first place show their feet, but how easy is that?

These people who are mixed in the officialdom, which one is not a belly of intrigue and trickery, and they are cautious everywhere, often those who are inconspicuous are the real powerful characters.

Unfortunately, according to what Yan Qingzhi has learned so far, there are many people related to it, including powerful ministers, and there are also good gentlemen.

Some of them, even Yan Qingzhi was surprised, and sure enough, she still had too little information, so she had a new understanding of her current power, and she needed a lot.

Yan Qingzhi returned to the side room and called the lark to come in and take charge of the lamp.

The lark lit the lamp in a daze, she really couldn't figure out that her young lady was still in trouble at this hour.

Yan Qingzhi sat down in front of the bookcase, and the lark waited next to her, in case her young lady had to do something on a whim.

Yan Qingzhi didn't have the heart to care about the lark's careful thoughts at this time, I saw her bow her head and write hard, flowing smoothly, and her thoughts were not hindered at all, in short, in one go.

Yan Qingzhi's words are not as delicate as the ordinary ladies, but with a sharp edge, vigorous and powerful, if you only look at the words, you will never think that this is written by your daughter's family.

Yan Qingzhi wrote a total of three letters, and after loading them, she turned around and gave them to the lark, "Give this to your father and let him send it to the place where it should be delivered." ”

The lark looked at his young lady, his eyes revealing dissatisfaction, what can't he wait for tomorrow to do? But she also knew her own young lady's temperament, and in the end she didn't say anything.

"It's already three watches, it's not too late for Miss Lark to go to bed first, don't forget to go to the old lady early tomorrow to say goodbye."

"It's time to sleep, you should go and rest, Qingluan is not here, I've worked hard for you."

"Miss, what are you talking about, being able to follow you and serve you is a blessing from the lark's three lives, the lark knows that the lark will not meet a better master than you."

"I don't think you should be called a lark, you should be called a magpie instead."

"Miss, you're laughing at me again!"

Yan Qingzhi covered her mouth and smiled, and walked straight to the bed, and the lark took the letter into her arms and followed behind her.

The matter went to a solution, Yan Qingzhi slept very heavily this night, but fortunately, the lark woke her up in time.

Although she slept less, Yan Qingzhi was still very energetic.

Probably because she had just gotten up, there was still a faint mist in her eyes, and she looked pitiful and very tempting.

The lark walked to the bed with his clothes and saw such a scene, and he couldn't help but be stunned, "Miss, you are so good-looking." ”

What's the use of being good-looking, even if there is a sinking fish and a goose, and the posture of a shy flower in the closed moon, she didn't get anything in her previous life?

She used to think that her appearance was her weapon, but her skin would be old, how could she catch up with those little girls who were in her youth.

"Don't be poor, go carefully and grandmother will talk late."

The lark suddenly stopped talking, and took the clothes for Yan Qingzhi to wear.

Today, Yan Qingzhi is still dressed elegantly, wearing a light green dress that makes her skin like cream, and she has the gentleness and loveliness of her daughter's family.

When Yan Qingzhi arrived in the old lady's courtyard, the old lady had already been sitting at the table for a while.

Yan Qingzhi saw that the old lady made a loss first, "Qingzhi is late, grandmother, don't worry about me." ”

"It's not too late, it's just right, sit down and have some food with me."

Yan Qingzhi sat down next to the old lady, and Mama Yun, who was next to the old lady, brought a bowl of bird's nest and put it in front of Yan Qingzhi.

"Miss eat it while it's hot, the old lady knows that you are coming, and she has already let the slaves stew."

The old lady glanced at Mama Yun, "You talk a lot!" ”

Yan Qingzhi had an indescribable feeling in her heart, "Grandmother, you are so used to me, you will spoil me." ”

"So what? You are the daughter of my Yan family, who dares to say that yours is not? Grandmother will support you in everything. ”

If the old lady is tough, she is a little arrogant, although their Yan family is also a big family, there are not many people who have entered the court, and almost all of them are official positions with no real power.

In the end, I really love her, so I can say such a thing, and it is impossible to say that I am not moved.

"Grandmother has lived in a simple house all these years, Qingzhi doesn't know what to do, a few days ago I found a scripture book, it is said to be a lone book, I asked the lark to send it to you."

"Girl, you have a heart."

Yan Qingzhi accompanied the old lady to talk, but the old lady was reluctant to let her go, so it was not until after lunch that Yan Qingzhi was able to leave the old lady's yard by taking a nap.

Yan Qingzhi, who returned to Qingzhi Garden, fell asleep on the bed without even changing clothes.

The lark shook her head when she looked at her young lady, she was now very worried about whether her uncle in the future would dislike her young lady for not having a bit of a beautiful appearance.

If Yan Qingzhi knew that the lark was already thinking about her life events now, I am afraid that she would not be able to help but throw the lark out of the room.

I've already experienced it once in my previous life, but the result is tragic, she doesn't want to be contaminated with feelings anymore in this life, it's too tiring.

If she could, she would like to wait until everything was over and choose a quiet place to live the rest of her life, provided that she was still alive at that time, of course.

It was already evening when Yan Qingzhi woke up, the twilight was sinking and gray, probably about to change.

After a while, it began to rain, dripping, like the song of Wu Nong's soft words sung by the girl in the Hundred Flowers Pavilion.

Yan Qingzhi actually doesn't like rain, but in her previous life, she always looked forward to the best rain every day, in this way, the time that person spent in the house would increase, and as a wife, she could look at him more openly.

The lark looked at his young lady with a different expression, and opened his mouth, "Miss, the letter has been sent, and my father has sent news that Qingluan's injury is almost healed, and Gu Gongzi is gradually improving." ”

Yan Qingzhi looked at the sky, her expression was like ink, she didn't know what she was thinking, "Skylark, it's changed, are you ready?" ”

Yan Qingzhi's words shocked the lark's heart, she naturally knew what her young lady was talking about, and suddenly lost her usual relaxation, and became serious, "The slave maid is ready to listen to the young lady's arrangement." ”

"When this matter is over, you and Qingluan should also leave, and I will find a good family for you."

"Miss, what do you mean by that? The lark will not leave, where the lady is, the lark will follow, unless the lark is dead, the lark will not leave the miss. ”

Yan Qingzhi suddenly felt that it was too early for her to say this, once it started, how could it be so easy to end?

"Silly girl."