Ruixue Zhaofeng year, in the blink of an eye, it is already the twentieth month of the lunar month.

Ping Yan saw off the second elder of the Shen family this morning, and ushered in Xu Wanqing in the evening. When she entered the door, Ping Yan was drinking tea with Shen Dashao in the courtyard, the plum branches were burning red, and a few petals fell between Ping Yan's hair, and Shen Dashao stretched out his fingers to pick them.

She wore a crimson satin skirt, held a white and chubby baby in her arms, followed by the girl Xiyue, and few plainclothes guards. Xu is because the sky and the earth are white, her face is becoming more and more red and purple, and her eyes looking at Ping Yan seem to have a cold red purple.

Ping Yan looked back at her without changing her face, and even cast a slight smile.

It's okay if she misunderstood, it's better to make a fuss, maybe this is a good opportunity to escape from Shen Dashao's side.

However, upbringing is behavior, and a lady like her would not be bare-eyed with others, even though the other party and her husband seemed so unclear.

Shen Dashao was obviously stunned, he stepped forward a few steps, kissed the child in her hand, and asked, "Why are you here?" It was freezing on this day, didn't I send a telegram to the past, saying that I rushed back to Changzhou in Chinese New Year's Eve? ”

Xu Wanqing smiled gently, her eyes flashed with fine light and shadow, and she could vaguely see that all of them were Shen Dashao's silhouettes.

She was in sign language, her face was crimson, and she was as delicate and careful as a girl who had not yet come out of the cabinet, "The child misses you...... I miss you too, I can't wait. ”

Major Shen handed the child to Xiyue, stretched out her hand to brush the messy hair on her forehead, she happily took his hand, and took his fingers to caress the baby's fleshy face, her face was full of happiness.

A family of three, happy and happy, Ping Yan subconsciously stroked the lower abdomen that was slowly revealed, and her eyes suddenly became a little astringent.

And that smear wound happened to be seen by Xu Wanqing. Love is always the most terrible thing in this world, and the one who is at a disadvantage in love, the deeper the love, the more suspicious it is, and how terrible it is to be suspicious. She could see that Ping Yan was pregnant, so she stared intently at her husband, from her eyebrows to her eyes, from her nose to her lips, her eyes were like dense stitches, gentle and sharp, as if she wanted to cut a hole in his face, and then through this hole, she could see directly into his heart.

That night, the moonlight was very miserable, like the blue and cloudy eyes of an old man, full of years of lines.

Xu Wanqing wore a crimson soft satin silk skirt and took Xiyue with her to knock on the door in the middle of the night.

Ping Yan had expected her to come here, so she stayed up for an hour, welcomed her in, and took the boiling water from the stove to make a pot of tea. The fragrance of tea is curling, the light smoke is tactful, she sits uprightly opposite, because the tea smoke does not disperse, Ping Yan can't see her expression clearly, but she can feel that she has been smiling, generous and decent.

Ping Yan offered the teacup with both hands and said, "I've been waiting for the young grandmother for a long time." ”

Xu Wanqing was surprised that a woman like her, who was fed as a canary, looked like she was neither humble nor arrogant, and she was not ashamed, and she remembered that she was shameless and whirling between the two brothers of the Shen family, and felt even more bitter.

She forced herself to play sign language. Xiyue stood aside like a wooden stake, her face full of indignation, "My young grandmother said that she really misjudged you at the beginning, I thought that you were a good girl with a high wind and bright festival, so she left Dongxia to serve your injuries, so that the second young master could have less heart, but I didn't expect you to be so watery!" ”

Ping Yan lowered her eyes and looked at the few Mobi tea tablets precipitated at the bottom of the lamp, and suddenly smiled, she raised her head, and the light of the lamp branch made her eyes clear.

"Young grandma, leave me with a watery poplar woman by the side of the eldest young master, won't you be afraid?"

Xiyue glared angrily, and scolded: "You skinless and faceless slut!" ”

Xu Wanqing pulled her wrist, she immediately stopped scolding, but her eyes were still fierce.

Ping Yan took a sip of tea slowly, and said slowly: "Young grandmother, you are not wrong about me, I only love one man in this life, that is, the second young master, as for why the eldest young master wants to trap me here, I don't understand." If possible, please help me get out of here. I've been flustered these days, I always feel that something is going to happen, I want to go to Qingyuan Town to find the second young master, after all, he is the father of the child in my womb, no matter what happens, we always have to be together. ”

Before Xu Wanqing could speak, Xiyue seemed to be crazy, and shouted screamingly: "What nonsense are you talking about, how can your child be the second young master, who doesn't know that the second young grandmother of the Shen family is the eldest lady of the Lin family." ”

Xu Wanqing looked at her quietly, her eyes were calm, and she said: "Whether the young grandmother believes me or not, what I say is the truth, but even if what I say is false, you will not rest assured that I will stay by the side of the eldest young master all the time." ”

They are both women, and all the means are just for men, and Ping Yan has been used to watching Fengyue for many years, so she can catch her weaknesses.

As expected, Xu Wanqing agreed.

With her around and secretly helping, Ping Yan should have put ten thousand hearts. But she tossed and turned all night, without any sleepiness, and was always hanging in her heart, for fear that something would go wrong, after all, she and Shen Yuchen were not favored by God, and God played too many jokes with them.

She simply didn't sleep, she put on satin slippers, didn't turn on the light, only wiped the fire and lit a red candle, held the candlestick, slowly walked to the window, opened the curtain, and opened half of the window.

She looked down for a moment, and the person standing downstairs happened to look up, and the two of them collided without slanting. The candlestick was half-tilted, and two or three red candle tears were dropping between her fingers, like licking people's tongues of fire, her body stiffened suddenly, and she hurriedly withdrew her gaze.

The person downstairs is Shen Dashao, dotted with cold plums, dotted among the craggy branches, red and miserable, like spilled blood.

He was standing under the plum blossom branches, looking at what seemed to be these two windows.

Ping Yan suddenly felt that this scene tonight was too familiar, and even a little cold and weird. She sat down and thought for a while, only to remember that on the way to Qingzhou, in an inn, she was assassinated by gangsters, and as soon as she opened the window, she saw Shen Dashao standing downstairs.

It seemed to be apricot blossoms that night, like snow blowing away.

And at that time, she might still be able to see Shen Dashao clearly, but now she can't see clearly, the apricot blossoms are dyed with the blood smoke of the troubled times, and they are no longer what they used to be.

She drank a cup of tea, the tea was already cold, the cold was in her lungs, and she was extremely sober.

The wrist was caught, Ping Yan raised her head, and the rich smell of wine came to her face, damp and hot, like a pile of jagged moss growing in the horns, strong and moldy, covering wantonly in the darkness that no one had set foot in.

If love penetrates, it will be like sunshine and rain, and it can grow the poisonous buds of love anywhere.

Shen Yucheng was not spared.

He struggled his way out of the dark realm, frenzied and primitive under the fermentation of spirits, and the woman in front of him almost made him lose himself.

"Tao Yan." He leaned close to her, "You're really good?" When did you leave a shadow in my heart, I didn't even notice it. ”

Ping Yan was surprised, hurriedly pushed him away, and said coldly: "Da Shao, please be sober, I don't understand what you're saying!" ”

Shen Dashao propped up the table with his elbows, tilted his head, and there was an indescribable loneliness and sadness in his smile, "You understand." If you can understand the second brother, why can't you understand me? ”

"Da Shao, you've drunk too much, let's go and rest." She's cold.

He pounced, grabbed her wrist, and gave her a hard push, her back slamming against the hard wall, and then his body pressed down like an impassable mountain.

She was so angry that she raised her red eyes, "Young Master, please respect yourself, I am pregnant with your own brother's child!" ”

Facing the moonlight, his face was unobstructed in the moonlight, deep and profound.

Ping Yan clearly saw that his eyes became dark and deep little by little, like muddy ink, and waves were about to come.

"Self-respect is only a constraint for those ordinary people, and if one day, I am in power, even if I want to get my brother and daughter-in-law, no one dares to say a word." His hot breath fell on Ping Yan's face, wet and greasy, like the tentacles of poisonous insects, "I think, that day will not be too long." ”

She endured the strong discomfort in her abdomen and gritted her teeth, "Are you worthy of the young grandmother and the young master?" ”

He froze for a moment, laughed whimsily, and let her go.

Ping Yan stroked her chest and retched a few times, and suddenly felt aggrieved and ashamed, she brushed away the tears on her cheeks and bit it off fiercely, "I only love Shen Yuchen, you die of this heart!" ”

"Shen Yuchen?" Shen Dashao seemed to hear a joke, and couldn't help himself, "He? Isn't it because of him that your family is ruined? ”

"What do you know?" Ping Yan's body couldn't stop shaking.

"I know everything." Shen Da Shao smiled leisurely, slowly approached her, and carefully encircled her in his arms, "I know that you are Xu Pingyan, the eldest lady of the Xu family who was destroyed back then, right?" ”

Her near-deathly calmness, "Who told you that?" ”

Back then, the master saved her, quietly erased her identity, and forged a leaky fake life experience for her. In this whole world, except for the master, I am afraid that no one can trace her identity.

She had to pick up the words that Bai Heng had said again, and she had to re-examine her doubts. Master, he's not just a play, he has a big secret......

She seems to have been thrown into an ocean, under the seemingly calm sea, full of crises and traps, and the master she regarded as a reborn parent, but told her that this was the safest haven.

Now that I think about it, Bai Heng was expelled from the master by the master, where did he offend the Jiangbei magnates, and where did the troupe go to prison, all of this is just a game, they are all bystanders, and she is the only prey.

Shen Dashao used this bureau to get the bronze box, so master, what kind of benefits did he get from it.

Ping Yan didn't dare to think about it anymore, she was afraid that she would drown under the deep sea, so she pushed Shen Dashao away, like a child who was whipped by love on the way, barefoot, desperate to run downstairs.