In the middle of the night, it rained lightly, hitting the plantain core under the window, and the rain was like beads.

Looking at the bright room on the opposite floor, accompanied by the lingering night rain, Shen Dashao became more and more difficult to sleep, and saw that Xu Wanqing next to him was already asleep, so he stepped lightly into bed and pushed the window to look.

It just so happened that Ping Yan didn't rest, and she was also standing by the opposite window, wearing only a moon-white satin nightdress, with black hair hanging down, and she was picturesque. She seemed to have been looking at the window opposite, and suddenly faced Shen Dashao in the air, blushing in shock, and the handkerchief in her hand was unstable, floating and falling into the layers of plantain cores.

It was as if something had fallen into his heart.

Ping Yan raised her head, smiled at him through the vast rain curtain, and then closed the window, and the lights in her room went out immediately.

Shen Dashao's heart was empty, the night was slightly cold, but his chest was very hot. Ignoring it, he ran downstairs and rushed under the banana tree in the rain to pick up the square handkerchief. The veil had been beaten to the point of soaking, and there was still a lingering fragrance, and he didn't know how to hide, so he stood stupidly by the eaves and led the rain pillar, and put the veil on the tip of his nose and sniffed it lightly, until he was soaked, and then he reacted.

He quickly ran upstairs and knocked on the door. Fang Shi rushed up with a sense of bravery, and at this time, he could hear the knock on the door clearly, and he felt nervous and at a loss.

Just as he was hesitating, the door opened, and she leaned her face out against it, looking at him with some sly amusement.

Shen Dashao was even more apprehensive by her, and he also looked around at himself, only to find that countless streams of rain were dripping down the corners of his clothes and hairline, wetting the ground.

Ping Yan stepped aside, "There are dry towels here, do you want to wipe them?" ”

Shen Dashao was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had misheard. Ping Yan covered her mouth and smiled, no longer paid attention to him, turned around and went to her own care, Shen Da Shao came to his senses, looked at her shadow looming in the night, and felt itchy and unbearable, as if there was a small fire baking, but he was a little red-faced, and hurriedly closed the door and followed.

Ping Yan took the towel and handed it to him, and he sat on the sofa to wipe his hair. wiped it half dry, went to the screen and changed into a nightgown, and when she came out, Ping Yan had already boiled hot tea, added soup and poured it into the pot, and it was steaming white.

She offered hot tea, "Take a sip and don't catch a cold." ”

Shen Dashao took the tea, and saw her smiling earnestly, he was like in a dream, and he tasted the tea a little, and the heat matter was really refreshing to the bottom of his heart. He remembered the handkerchief again, and hurriedly took it out and handed it to her, "Return the thing to its original owner." ”

Ping Yan took it and said with a smile: "If you drop it, you will drop it, what are you picking it up for?" ”

Shen Da Shao stepped forward to approach her and breathed in tandem with her, "Isn't this what you want me to pick up and go upstairs to return you?" ”

Ping Yan smiled quietly and wanted to retreat, but he grabbed his waist and he got closer, "Huh? ”

She stretched out her hand, her slender and slightly cool fingertips, into his nightgown, touched a scar on his shoulder, and said distractedly: "Do you remember where your gunshot wound came from?" ”

Shen Dashao said lightly: "Remember, this is when the city is closed, I want to exterminate the bandits of the Five Poison Mountains, and the second brother will save you, so I rushed out with my life, and I was shot in order to cover him." ”

There seemed to be tears in Ping Yan's eyes, "Yes, less than two years ago, you would have risked your life to save your brother." ”

Shen Dashao didn't know what she wanted to say, but he was already a little impatient, picked her up, and walked to the bed.

Ping Yan was cold and indifferent, as if she was laughing: "I'm your brother's woman, your brother's bones are not cold, are you so anxious?" Aren't you afraid that he will come to you to settle accounts? ”

Shen Da Shao smiled arrogantly, "Aren't you also in a hurry?" Why don't you tempt me to come? ”

He put Ping Yan down on the couch and untied the ribbon around her waist. Ping Yan held his hand, sneered maliciously, and her eyes were dotted with stars, like a fox, "Aren't you afraid that grandma knows?" Are you worthy of your grandmother? ”

He burned like fire, propped his arms on the pillow, leaned down to meet her eyes, and said fiercely: "I can only be worthy of you." Saying that she wanted to kiss down, Ping Yan flipped her palm and blocked between the two, "But I don't want to be sorry for him yet." Besides, I gave you my body, what can you give me? Fame, status, nothing, how can I be happy? ”

She gently pushed him away, straightened up, and said as she straightened her clothes, "You go." Seeing his gloomy face again, he said with a smile: "Don't try to be strong, if I wasn't willing, I would hate you for the rest of my life." ”

Shen Dashao straightened up and pinched her jaw, "You will be willing, one day, I can give you everything you want." ”

Ping Yan's eyes were as charming as silk, "I'm waiting for that day." But before that, I want you to release the flower peony, I know that she was poisoned by you and will die soon, and dying in prison is the same as dying outside. ”

He said with added force, his eyes were as angry as waves, "You don't want to get an inch!" ”

Ping Yan became more and more soft, "Don't you want me to be happy?" Master? ”

Shen Dashao snorted, but thousands of solutions didn't work well in front of her, he could only be partial, and said: "She's crazy, I heard that she is against you everywhere in the troupe, and she almost killed you several times, what are you doing when you see her?" ”

"It's always the same thing, she's a woman, she likes glamour the most, I don't want her to die in a filthy prison."

Shen Dashao glanced at her and was unspeakably sarcastic, "You are kind-hearted, but after all, she was killed by me, so you don't want to avenge her?" ”

Ping Yan smiled lightly: "Do you want me to kill you?" After I kill you, I have no one to rely on, won't our mother and son starve to death on the streets? ”

Shen Dashao smiled and said, "You, you...... Just count on me. As he spoke, he grabbed the wet clothes on the sofa and said as he walked out the door: "You'd better remember what you said today, you can only snuggle up to me." ”

Ping Yan looked out the window, it was too cloudy and dewy, the sharp corners were clear, the rain had stopped, and there were strings of dripping under the eaves tiles.

The next day, Ping Yan went to the Bailiu Street Rejuvenation Pharmacy to grab medicine as usual, she had the old problem of sore throat in the season, and she always had to prepare a few pairs of medicines to fry every time the season changed or the heat was hot. Previously, Shen Dashao also deliberately sent someone to investigate the Rejuvenation Hall, and saw that this medicine hall was a time-honored brand on the street for decades, and there was nothing suspicious, so that's it.

The guy greeted the guests in the door, Tan'er wanted to blindly forsythia as usual, the guy looked as usual, but it was unfortunate, the forsythia in the medicine cabinet was sold out, if it was really urgent, it needed to be picked up in the warehouse, which would take some time, so I watched the tea for them in the compartment, please wait for a while.

After a while, an old man came in, in his sixties, low and fat, with a wide forehead and thick eyebrows, who was the manager of this pharmacy, known as Zhang Lao, and was familiar with Ping Yan.

He smiled: "It seems that the young lady's mother and son are safe, which is really gratifying." ”

Ping Yan got up and saluted: "Thank you Mr. Zhang for your concern, the mother and son are safe, it's really fortunate." ”

He picked up a stool and sat down, and motioned for Ping Yan to sit as well. Seeing that his spirit was not as good as usual, Ping Yan added a lot of old age and candles, so she asked: "I came here two days ago, but the sign outside the store said that it was closed, this is not a New Year's Festival, but what happened?" ”

Elder Zhang sighed, "It's true that something happened, the Yi family's master Yi Fengjun died." ”

Ping Yan was taken aback, looked at Tan'er, Tan'er opened her mouth wide, and it took a long time to pop out a few words, "What...... How can it be? ”

Zhang Lao knew that Tan'er was Yi Fengjun's contact person here, so he couldn't help but wonder: "Don't you know?" ”

Tan'er was dumbfounded, "I didn't receive any news. ”

Zhang Lao thought for a while, nodded and said: "Also, I heard that Fuchunju was dismissed, and this revolutionary party has gone its own way since then, and the chain has long been broken." It's possible that you don't know. ”

Ping Yan was still calm, "Then what are you going to do in the future?" ”

"When Xiaoma is completely healed, my task is completed, and now that the north and the south are peaceful, I should have retired at this age, so I will go back to my hometown and live some idle life in the fields of my children and grandchildren."

Ping Yan then asked about Xiao Ma's recent condition, and after hearing it, she personally prescribed medicine, explained acupoint acupuncture, and asked Zhang Lao to apply the needle twice, and probably recover.

After the conversation, the guy brought the tied medicine bag, and after a few words of greeting, he sent the guest out. Ping Yan hesitated and said: "Fu Chunju has fallen, and his hard work is gone, but in more than a month, the peace agreement between the north and the south will be signed, and it will finally be peaceful, which is what he wants to see the most, but he can't see it with his own eyes." ”

Tan'er clenched her hand, she blinked a few times, and the wind blew away the mist under her eyes. She forced a smile, clapped her hand and said, "Elder Zhang has a plan, what about you?" You know what I'm staying by Shen Yucheng's side for, I don't want to bother you, Tan'er, you made plans earlier. ”

Tan'er had red eyes, "The second young master had a life-saving grace for me back then, you are my sister, Buddha Sheng is my godson, you are my relatives, where can I go?" ”

Ping Yan knew that it would be useless to persuade again, and she had no relatives and no place to go, if she really reached the point where the fish died and the net was broken, it would not be too late to plan for her, so she didn't mention it, and only said: "Let's go to Yifu to have a look, we should go to pay tribute." ”

When they arrived at Yifu, the courtyard was decayed, and the monkeys were scattered, leaving only the housekeeper Lao Zhang.

The housekeeper led them into the door and went to the ancestral hall to pay respects, and after the two of them offered incense, they were invited to the main hall for tea. Ping Yan comforted Lao Zhang a few words, and talked about how Yi Fengjun was killed before and after his death, how he encountered such things, and his eyes were wet for a while. The housekeeper led them to his living room to mourn and mourn.

The bedroom still retains the original state of the last night he lived in before his death, Ping Yan walked in it, looking at it, and couldn't help but think of the past days, so as not to be sad, only sighing at the impermanence of the world, it turns out that people always go out inadvertently.

When the wind came from the window, the book on the desk was turned over with a loud sound, and when it stopped, Ping Yan saw a black and white photo sandwiched in the page number, yellowed and curled, although it was old but very well sealed, it was obviously the owner's beloved thing.

Ping Yan picked it up and looked, Lao Zhang couldn't stop it no matter how much he wanted to, so he simply let her see it, although it was not an outsider, it was not a secret that had to be kept tight.

In that photo, a man and a woman, five or six years old, stood under a crown of camellia trees, holding hands, smiling very cheerfully.

Ping Yan asked, "Is this Master Yi?" Is this girl his sister or sister? ”

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