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"Nurse" Ning Yi'an suddenly heard the nurse say this, and was in a hurry, and somehow, the root of her ears felt very burned, and she turned her head and dragged her back in a hurry.

But this night's heart can no longer be peaceful.

What if it was back then......

Shaohua's just right woman is not without longing, longing for the day when a handsome and amorous duke will believe in her innocence and take her out of here.

But year after year, the bamboo outside the nunnery has turned yellow and green, green and yellow, and there has never been such a character. So, she began to prepare to accept her fate. After all, at this age, it is even more difficult to find a suitable man.

The nunnery is not bad, except for the hard life, it is still bearable. It's just that it's really lonely to wake up in the middle of the night, and there is no one to even say a word to your heart.

But he appeared. He has already been punished. He still felt sorry for himself. He could recognize himself at a glance in the crowd.

The woman was pulled up and covered her head, covering her face that burned red in the dark night, but her heart beat faster......

The nurse who was sleeping outside with the attendant on the side of the kang quietly glanced back, sighed in her heart, but the corners of her mouth hooked up a distressed faint smile.

She's been in this deserted ghost place for almost five years, she's old, it doesn't matter, it's just that it's not worth it for Miss, it's really not worth it

She's a rough person, she hasn't read much, and she doesn't know any big truths. But she knew that the man should get married, and the woman should marry this young lady, she grew up with milk, and the relationship between master and servant is of course extraordinary. She couldn't bear it, she really couldn't bear to see the flower-like Miss Jiao who she had carefully cared for and raised in the nunnery, and her red face turned gray. It's cruel, it's cruel

The nurse had a vague thought in her heart, since the young lady made this for that man, should the man be responsible for her young lady? Look at the man's appearance is good, and he used to be like that, and he is a good match for the young lady. And look at what Miss means, it's clear that she is moved.

Alas, it has fallen to such a point, and it is not interesting to talk about what is a grievance, and it is the most important thing to find someone who can be seen to live a good life

The cemetery of the Yan family, on the outskirts of Beijing, is the place designated by the emperor. Accompanied by the imperial mausoleum, the status is revered.

The burial was carried out in the ground, and each item was guided by the officials sent by the royal family to take charge of etiquette, and it was completed meticulously. Yan Bo doesn't have to worry about this, after all, there are rules and circles. No matter how bold Yan Bozhai is, he doesn't dare to cut corners in these things, he still wants to mix in the court, so he can't let people catch the handle with this.

Anyway, he was not qualified to interfere, so Yan Bo knelt there, watched his parents' coffins fall without blinking, buried them, sent them to the burial, and disappeared completely after putting down the Broken Dragon Stone.

Zhu Mama's coffin was also delivered, but it looked pitiful in comparison, although it was a burial, but because it was a subordinate, it was buried farther away. only lightly clicked a mouthful of holes, and the family members of the Yan Mansion helped to bury the matter indiscriminately.

Yan Bo knew that he couldn't do his best, he just watched, watched this scene with inky dark eyes, engraved it all in his mind, and reminded himself never to forget.

The sky is getting more and more gloomy, and the lead gray and lead gray images are gradually being impregnated with thick ink layer by layer of paper, indescribably desolate and dignified.

Suddenly, my face was cold, and small snowflakes fell, heralding the arrival of another icy and snowy night.

The speed of burial is noticeably faster, which means that some of the aftermath rituals are omitted. But no one questioned that, while the mourning of the dead needed to be cared for, no living person was willing to endure the cold and suffer slowly.

This is the so-called filial piety Yan Bo swept around with a sarcastic eye, he could do countless superficial things to show others, but he could also act sloppily for an imminent and uncoming snowstorm. The boundaries of this depend on whether it affects one's own interests

By the time it was completely dark, all the burials were finally completed. Yan Bozhai breathed a sigh of relief, only to feel that his shoulders suddenly relaxed. Finally moved the two mountains that had been pressing on his head for many years, and from now on, they could no longer shackle their own steps, and they completely blocked Yan Bo's return home

Standing up and glancing at the younger brother coldly, he thought about it and called Qiu Sheng.

After a few words, the housekeeper smiled hypocritically and came to Yan Bo's face, "Second Prince, you see that this has been buried, you can go back This snow is big, our lord really can't bear to see it, the deceased has passed away, please mourn."

Yan Bo raised his eyes, looked at the eldest brother who used to care for him in the past, but now he didn't even say much, and stood up, "Okay"

This time it was Yan Bozhai's turn to be stunned, he thought that this younger brother would definitely kneel here for the night, then he would have enough time to do certain things. And when the day dawned, he even thought of an excuse, and after the death of his parents, he was grief-stricken and apologized for his sins in front of their graves.

But Yan Bo said a good word, and said to Qiu Sheng, "It's dark now, and the city gate has long been closed, can you allow me to take shelter outside your place, whether it's a stable or under the eaves, for a while?" Tomorrow morning, I will definitely leave."

This...... He even had to hang out with them all night? If you have to do it, I'm afraid it's even more inconvenient.

Qiu Sheng hurriedly went to the lord's side to pay his respects, Yan Bozhai looked unchanged in front of outsiders, and said gently, "Of course, it can be just a stable and grass hut, how can people live?" Arrange a room for him to take care of it, but don't go wrong. ”

Yan Bozhai turned his head and accompanied the officials who were in charge of the ceremony and left, secretly angry in his heart, in this way, it was a waste of an excellent opportunity It seems that this younger brother is very different from before, and if he wants to deal with it, he has to spend a little more effort

Qiu Shengpi sent two family members to greet Yan Bo without smiling, but he didn't dare to make a mistake because of Yan Bozhai's orders.

In this suburb of Beijing, there is a village temple, which was built by the royal family and was specially used for the suspension of high-ranking officials and nobles. Let them either go to the mausoleum or have a place to park before moving back to their hometown. The Yin and Yang houses are built to be spacious, and there is a special person to take care of it, which is convenient.

Of course, Yan Bozhai is a high bed and a warm pillow, and it has its own good place. Yan Bo only needs a place to rest, even if he is arranged in the most remote place, he does not mind.

In the middle of the night, listening to the silence all around, a black shadow quietly pushed the window and jumped out.

The roof was already covered with a thin layer of snow, which reflected the light in the night.

The black shadow looked around for a moment, but did not choose to go to the upper room, and then made a few vertical leaps, came to the door of the upper room, and jumped in through the back window. He is fast, and on such a cold day, everyone is either asleep, or around the stove and the kang, or the servants who were supposed to watch the night are also lazy. But the shadow passed unhindered, and encountered no obstacles.

The sudden chill in the warm room still made the person who hadn't slept peacefully on the kang for a long time wake up immediately, "Who?" ”

Before the words fell, a cold hand had already put on his neck, and he lowered his voice and said, "Don't shout it's me"

Yan Bozhai was horrified, and the time to come finally came

He wanted to try to be more imposing, but his throat was buckled, and his voice couldn't help but weaken, "You...... What do you want? ”

In the dark night, nothing else could be seen clearly, only a pair of eyes were still shining.

Yan Bo stared at his eyes, "I only want to ask you one thing, does Daddy's death have anything to do with you?" ”

Yan Bozhai's face sank, "I don't understand what you're talking about"

"I'm just asking you, yes, or no?"

"Hmph, why are you interrogating me?" Yan Bozhai, who had calmed down, had no fear, if Yan Bo wanted to kill him, he would have done this younger brother a long time ago, and he was still soft-hearted in the end. Thinking about this section, he became aggressive, "You are not from the Yan family anymore, what qualifications do you have to ask about the Yan family?" ”

Yan Bo shook his head, "You are wrong, my father kicked me out of the house back then, but he didn't remove me from the family tree, my surname is Yan, and I will always be a member of the Yan family." ”

These words evoked a bad memory in Yan Bozhai's heart, and his face became even colder, "Even so, then you are relegated to a common person, and what qualifications do you have to stand here and talk to me?" ”

"I'm standing here not because of who I am with you, but because you're my half-brother, even if you and I don't want to admit it, it's still a fact."

"The facts? So what? Yan Bozhai squinted at his younger brother, "You ask yourself, since you were a child, did you really regard me as your eldest brother?" You're just treating me like a dog by your side, a subordinate who can be called upon at will, you ......"

Yan Bo suddenly let go of the hand on his neck, turned around and walked out.

Yan Bozhai was furious, "Why do you come when you want to come and leave if you want?" ”

Yan Bo countered him, "You'd better keep your voice quiet, do you want people to come and see how our Yan brothers turn against each other?" I don't have anything to care about, but what about you? ”

Yan Bozhai was dumbfounded.

Yes, he can't care less about his current position and power, and he has to establish his glorious image in the court, and he can't do anything that is contrary to virtue on the surface. The Brotherhood Wall is, of course, one of them. Especially when he is now in the top position, and Yan Bo is at the bottom of the wind. He has to maintain his appearance, at least where there are outsiders, he must maintain it

Yan Bozhai restrained his temper and just wanted to say something, but the little guy who was waiting outside had already heard the movement inside, and asked, "Master, is there something wrong?" ”