As Shen approached, the sun was getting stronger and stronger, and a trace of heat rose on the ground, baking the water traces on the ground.

This sudden change in weather made the servants in the palace complain.

They had to dry out the quilts and clothes they had just put away one by one.

And the slaves who were cleaning up the mess of the "Tempest", the clothes that were originally worn in the rain were also soaked with sweat at the moment.

Shan Linfeng and his party ignored the grinding weather, and finally walked to Aunt Yan's room on foot under the scorching sun.

Except for Shan Linfeng and Ghost Hands, Shan Ruqing and Wulure's faces were red.

Shan Ruqing wiped the sweat on her forehead with her sleeve, she looked at the simple wooden door, but she was faintly uneasy in her heart, but she couldn't say why.

Shan Linfeng, who was walking in front of the team, looked out of breath and heartbeat, and after standing firmly in front of the door, he stretched out his hand and knocked on the door gently.

"Buckle" -

His slender white fingers, crystal clear in the sun, like snow and jade, are so beautiful that people are fascinated.

The gaze of the ghost hand beside him at this moment had already been attracted by Shan Linfeng's fingers, and even in front of everyone's eyes, the horns on the corner of his mouth almost couldn't help but flow.

This made Shan Ruqing, who was standing behind them and witnessed this scene, very puzzled: This ghost hand, could it be a broken sleeve?

Hey? Broken sleeve miracle doctor? Isn't that the twilight of the sun?

Could it be ...... The rumor that Yang Twilight is a broken sleeve also has something to do with ghost hands?

Moreover, it seems that he is still very familiar with Shan Linfeng......

That green ......

"Ahem." Before Shan Ruqing could get into the end, Wulu, who was standing behind Shan Ruqing, also saw this scene, and couldn't help but cough with a red face, and heard Shan Ruqing silently hook the corners of her mouth slightly:

Okay, now it's the turn of Wuhu to smash the vinegar jar. Just now Shan Linfeng threw the vinegar jar so happily, now she wants to see how Shan Linfeng is going to parry the "vinegar jar" smashed by turnip.

However, before Shan Linfeng could turn his head when he heard the sound, the scene that Shan Ruqing was expecting did not happen, and the door opened with a "squeak".

After the wooden door opened, Xiao Ji appeared behind the door with a blank face, as if he had just woken up.

And when he looked up and saw Shan Linfeng and his party, he suddenly became a little flustered, and after lowering his head suddenly, his voice trembled slightly: "Young Master......"

"Xiao Ji, is Aunt Yan okay?"

Shan Linfeng asked gently, but as soon as he spoke, Xiao Ji raised his head in disbelief when he heard this.

When he saw Shan Linfeng's appearance, he was speechless for a while, not knowing what to do, and his eyes were like a pool of water, and there were uncertain emotions in his eyes.

And Shan Linfeng couldn't help but be stunned after seeing Xiao Ji's face clearly:

Is that him?

But......

The originally pure eyes were covered with a thick fog at this moment, the round face also revealed a pointed chin, and on the thin neck, the Adam's apple was nervously rolling up and down, like a ball.

"Young Master Lao has bothered, Aunt Yan is resting now."

After Xiao Ji met Shan Linfeng's worried and puzzled eyes, he quickly lowered his head and replied in a sullen voice.

"...... like this" Shan Linfeng muttered for a while, as if he remembered something, and his tightly pursed mouth was silent for a long time.

Although on the surface, Shan Linfeng is still peaceful, but in fact, he is a little uncomfortable in his heart:

It turns out that he has grown up too......

However, Shan Linfeng didn't expect that he would meet him again in such a way, and this meeting was two other worlds.

Xiao Ji ......

I wonder what happened to him after that? Why did you come to the Prime Minister's Mansion? And why...... Will it become what it is now?

Layers of questions poured into Shan Linfeng's heart, making him can't help but gradually become distracted, and ignore the ghost hand beside him, whose face is getting darker and darker.

"Resting?" Shan Ruqing looked at the ghost hand with an unhappy look on his face on the side, and suddenly thought of an idea: "Then Brother Linfeng, let's come back next time." ”

"Next time?" The ghost hand, who was already a little impatient, was about to jump up when he heard this, and he couldn't help but want to scold, but because of his feelings, he just snorted coldly and scolded unhappily: "It's really Jingui's life!" When the ghost hand comes, he is not in a hurry to see a doctor, but wants to sleep? Sleep, sleep! It's none of my business to sleep out! ”

After finishing speaking, the ghost hand didn't wait for Shan Linfeng to say anything, so he angrily brushed his sleeves and left, but he never thought that he was stopped by Shan Ruqing with his hand stretched out as soon as he took two steps:

"Ghost hand, Aunt Yan has been in the Prime Minister's Mansion for more than ten years, and there is no merit and hard work. If you leave like this, it will be chilling, and your reputation as a miracle doctor will not be good. However, Brother Linfeng has already invited you once, so now I will invite you once. I don't know if the magic doctor can sell me a favor, live in the Prime Minister's Mansion for a while, and wait for Aunt Yan to recover before leaving? ”

Hearing this, the ghost hand looked at Shan Ruqing's god-like face with a faint smile and a prayer that was neither humble nor arrogant, his expression was stupid, and he muttered: "Good ......"

Seeing that something was wrong with the situation, Wulu hurriedly stepped forward, separated the ghost hand and Shan Ruqing with his body, and said to Shan Ruqing a little anxiously: "Miss, then let's go to dinner first." ”

"Okay." As soon as Shan Ruqing heard this, her eyes immediately left the ghost hand and turned to Shan Linfeng. And her stomach rang at the right time, and the ghost hand finally woke up from her stupid face, and her face became a little strange.

However, Shan Ruqing didn't pay attention to him, but just looked at Shan Linfeng, who had a very complicated look on his face, and showed a bright smile, and his voice sounded like a silver bell: "Brother Linfeng, take us to dinner." ”

Shan Linfeng looked at the bright smiling face, and finally sighed leisurely: He, there is really no way to take Shan Ruqing.

So, he had no choice but to shake his head helplessly and said with a light smile: "Okay." ”

"Brother Linfeng is the best." Shan Ruqing said with a shy face, so stunned that Shan Linfeng couldn't help but take a few steps back vigilantly: If something goes wrong, there must be a demon.

Shan Ruqing must have some conspiracy.

"Can you let the second young master of Anyang Wangfu accompany Ruqing to have a meal together?"

Really.

Shan Linfeng looked at Shan Ruqing, who was smiling as much as he wanted, and he already knew in his heart: I'm afraid that my sister has thought of some way to prepare for He Yunzhi......

However, can this really stop He Yunzhi from taking her to the Su family's banquet?

I'm afraid the two of them will fight......

Shan Linfeng thought of this, and frowned slightly: "Sister, remember to be careful, no matter what Yun Zhi says, he is also from the Anyang Palace." ”

"Yes, Brother Linfeng, don't worry." Shan Ruqing swore frankly, but he was very disdainful in his heart:

Bah! He Yunzhi, the sinister villain, actually threatened himself with the Su family's banquet, and he still wanted to give him face? I'm afraid that if I don't "return respect" to him, he will blame himself for being too rude! Then I'll pay you back to the end!

And Wulu, who was standing behind her, glanced at Shan Ruqing, then at the ghost hand, and finally secretly glanced at Shan Linfeng, and the clenched fist betrayed her nervous mood at the moment: This ghost hand was left by the young lady, and she will live in the Prime Minister's Mansion next......

So what should you do?

Seemingly...... I can't do anything about it.

Wuhu shook his head, and finally sighed.

And all of this was collected by Shan Linfeng into the bottom of his eyes, and a pair of gentle eyes finally rippled with layers of waves: should he take that step bravely?

Dudu Ghost Hand looked at the strange atmosphere that permeated the three people, and couldn't help but slow down, but inadvertently saw a black figure walking away from them, with a bit of resentment on his body-

Who's that?

So, under the scorching sun, the four people with their own hearts walked on the fine gravel road, and walked silently towards the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, leaving only messy footprints all the way and a person who followed silently behind them.

And in Aunt Yan's room, after closing the door, Xiao Ji leaned against the door and slowly slipped down, and finally sat on the ground, looking at Aunt Yan who had not yet woken up on the bed, stunned:

Is that person a single wind? Although I have grown up a lot, the temperament on my body has not changed......

It seems that that the person was him in the first place.

Xiao Ji thought about this, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, the fourteen-year-old face seemed to have gone through ten years of wind and frost at this moment.

He leaned his head against the door, closed his eyes, and thought of the pale blue brocade robe, and the heavy snow with no end in sight, and himself crouching under the city wall, dying.

"Live well."

The young man in the blue brocade robe stuffed two hot buns into his hands, and a gentle voice came, like the warm sunshine of early spring, which gradually warmed his body.

"Promise me."

Because he didn't receive a reply for a long time, the young man's worried voice provoked him to open his eyes, and a face as warm as warm jade appeared in front of his eyes, and a pair of eyes full of anticrative expectations on it were so beautiful that he couldn't help but say in a hoarse voice: "Okay." ”

He survived the winter.

And that sentence is the only pillar that sustains it through that winter.

Until, he arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"Live well." Xiao Ji muttered, and suddenly he felt the heavy snow covering his body again, but the young man like the warm sun would never appear again, which made him can't help but have a sour eye and a sadness in his heart:

At the beginning, he thought that it was not difficult to live well, after all, when he came to the Prime Minister's Mansion, he was indeed alive and well;

But now, he feels that it is really difficult to live well. It's so hard that he beats his chest and stomps his feet, screams and cries, and there is no way to live like he did at the beginning.

can only carry hatred, like walking corpses, living in the dark, never seeing the light.

How could he not know that he was wrong?

However, there is no turning back.