The winter day gets dark quickly, and it doesn't take long for the city to fall under a heavy night.

Yin Yiliu waited for Fang Jue in the room, but after waiting for a long time, he still didn't wait for him.

At this time, Yinshuang walked in and said.

"Madame, your Excellency has a message. He's gone to camp, and he's not coming tonight. Let Madame rest early. ”

Yin Yiliu turned his head and said.

"Good. Let the adults be given a cloak to keep out the cold. It's cold outside, so don't freeze it. ”

Yin Yiliu's expression was slightly tired.

Yinshuang laughed on the side.

"Madame really feels sorry for the adult, and the adult will feel very heartwarming when he receives something."

Yin Yiliu also smiled.

"Okay, you know the poor mouth."

Yinshuang was very lively, made a grimace, and said.

"The slave maid will go to pass the meal first!"

Then, he quickly disappeared in front of Yin Yiliu's eyes.

Yin Yiliu was the only one left in the room, she walked to the dresser and sat down, took out a small cylinder from the inconspicuous small box, and took out a note from it.

The note was written not in Chinese characters, but in Uighur characters.

Yin Yiliu grabbed the note, his fingers white.

She is indeed not an ordinary person, she was sent here without receiving any news.

She always thought that she could forget her identity and simply live with Fang Jue.

is to live with Fang Jue as an ordinary person.

However, just when she almost forgot who she was, she was relieved to be the wife of the city lord. The day has finally come.

A note with Uighur script on her hand reminded her of it all the time.

She and Fang Jue are not from the same world, not now, and not in the future.

Never, never.

Those quiet days were stolen by her.

Yin Yiliu clutched the note tightly, trembling and walked to the candle flame and burned it.

She was so stunned that she didn't even know that her fingers were burned by the fire.

Yinshuang came in with a meal, frightened by the scene.

The meal in her hand fell to the ground with a thud and rushed over.

"Madame! Madam! What are you doing? ”

Yin Yiliu woke up like a dream, "What's wrong?" ”

The trance-like appearance was simply frightened Yin Shuang, and she gently held Yin Yiliu's fingers.

"Madame, what are you doing? This good hand was burned by the candle flame, how painful! ”

Because Yin Yiliu was not in good health, there was some medicine in the room in case of emergency.

Yin Shuang settled Yin Yiliu on the couch and hurried to the inner room to find the medicine box.

She quickly took it out and painted it on Yin Yiliu.

"Madame, how can you be burned by candlelight? If the adults come back, blame it, slave and maid."

Yin Shuang was still chattering while applying medicine, Yin Yiliu gently patted Yin Shuang's hand and signaled her to relax.

"It's okay, I just wanted to pick a wick, but I don't know why it got burned."

She hissed softly as she spoke.

Yin Shuang hurriedly lightened her movements, "Madam, you are delicate and expensive, don't use your hands in the past two days, it will save the pain." ”

"Hmm."

Yin Yiliu replied softly, "When the husband comes back, don't tell me about this matter." He's busy, so don't bother him. ”

"But ma'am, if so"

"If I say it's okay, it's okay, you go down first."

Yin Yiliu's face was raised, she was a little upset now, and she didn't want to talk very much.

Yin Shuang was also taken aback by Yin Yiliu's sudden seriousness, after all, Yin Yiliu has always been gentle and gentle, and he has never spoken like this.

She whispered.

"Yes, ma'am."

Then, he cleaned up the messy meal on the floor and went out to get a new one.

"Ma'am, let's eat."

Yin Yiliu responded, this time the meal was also delicious, and he hurriedly ate a few bites and put down the chopsticks.

Yin Shuang didn't dare to say anything more, but still thought about waiting for the adults to come back and send some more.

Yin Yiliu said.

"Stand down. Did the husband send a message over there? ”

"Never."

"That's it, you step aside, I'm waiting for my husband."

Yin Yiliu sighed and watched Yin Shuang go out.

Yin Yiliu lowered her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking. After a long time, Yin Yiliu stood up, pushed open the door and went out.

The cold wind outside the door was blowing, and she wrapped her cloak tightly and walked out.

Finally walked to a secluded place in the courtyard.

She arranged the stone in a complicated shape, then looked around, saw that there was no one, and left.

Yin Yiliu hasn't been out for a long time, so no one has found out that she has gone out.

She hung up her cloak and walked over to the charcoal fire and roasted herself.

But I couldn't help coughing heavily several times.

As a result, I coughed like this, and I couldn't stop anymore. She really couldn't support it, so she paused.

Because Yin Yiliu was about to go out just now, he sent everyone outside, so no one heard the movement inside.

She struggled to sit down in her chair and poured herself a cup of hot tea with trembling hands.

Yin Yiliu shook his lips and drank it, finally feeling better.

Yin Yiliu slowly crouched on the table, quietly waiting for his body to warm up.

It grew darker and darker until the night was as heavy as ink.

The cold wind was howling outside, and Fang Jue entered the house with a cold body.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Yin Yiliu lying on the edge of the table and asleep.

Yin Yiliu's sleep was very shallow, and he woke up as soon as the cold wind blew. She opened her sleepy, hazy eyes and muttered.

"Husband, are you back?"

"Why don't you go in and sleep?"

Fang Jue hung up his cloak, walked over and hugged her, and said softly.

"If there is nothing to do left and right, I will wait for my husband."

Yin Yiliu hadn't woken up yet, leaned on Fang Jue's arms, and said softly.

Fang Jue smiled and hugged him tighter.

"I know that you don't listen to me, so you don't have to wait."

Although he was complaining in these words, his eyes were indeed full of pity.

Yinshuang knocked on the door and came in, bringing two bowls of blue polenta.

"My lord worked hard, and my wife didn't need much for dinner, so I also sent some."

Fang Jue replied and said.

"Okay, I'll just come here, you can go down."

Yinshuang put down the porridge and withdrew.

"What's wrong with dinner? Bad appetite? ”

Fang Jue picked up the porridge, scooped a spoonful, and blew it to Yin Yiliu's mouth.

Yin Yiliu said as he drank.

"It's true that some people have a bad appetite and are fine."

Fang Jue held her hand, but Yin Yiliu retracted her hand in pain.

"What's wrong? Hurt your fingers? ”

Fang Jue was very anxious and took Yin Yiliu's hand and looked at it carefully.

"It's okay, it's just that when I picked up the wick, it was burned."

Yin Yiliu retracted his hand and said.

"Why are you so careless? Have you ever been medicated? ”

"Yinshuang has already medicated me, don't worry about it, okay?"

Yin Yiliu gently took Fang Jue's hand and looked at him with wide eyes.

"I'll keep you by my side in the future."

Fang Jue let out a long sigh.