When he returned to the Shen Mansion, it was already like blood, and as soon as he got out of the carriage, he saw his sister standing at the door looking forward to it.

Seeing him get out of the car, she breathed a sigh of relief and ran over.

"Brother, where have you been? You're not cured yet......"

said that she wanted to come over and help him, but was pushed away by Shen Xichen.

"No problem."

Shen Xichen said lightly, and then went to the study alone without saying anything.

The little girl behind him bit her lower lip.

She used to dare to use Huanhe grass because she knew that her brother would definitely be soft-hearted.

But now it's different.

Shen Xichen in front of her will no longer be soft-hearted, she can see it.

At dinner, the little girl wanted to come and dine with him, but was blocked from the study.

"Miss, the adults said that he is busy with official business, so you can eat first."

Hearing this, the little girl lowered her head and returned to her room alone.

Shen Xichen approved the official document in his hand, and after a while, the back of his hand suddenly felt cold, he looked at the back of his hand, and only after a while did he realize that he had shed tears.

One by one, tears flowed down his eyes.

Whether it was in the previous life or in this life, Shen Xichen never cried.

Because he knows that crying is useless.

But at this moment, he could only cover his eyes and let the tears fall from his fingers.

The pen in his hand could no longer write any words, Shen Xichen threw it aside, leaned on the chair, and tilted his head.

Born like a rebellious journey, he never complained.

Only at this moment, he didn't know who to complain about, and he didn't know who he was crying about.

The spring breeze blows through the courtyard, and the flowers in the flower garden are delicate and gorgeous, and no one comes to enjoy them.

[Ding's target character's blackening value is -10, and the current blackening value is zero.] 】

[Ding Detection shows that the current host status does not meet the conditions for automatic separation, and the system will arrange separation for the host in the near future, please prepare for the departure of the host.] 】

On the day of Zhan Zixin's funeral, Shen Xichen watched him leave from afar on the mountain.

This once romantic Zhan Gongzi was quiet when he left, and the people who mourned the funeral were only close family members.

Zhan's father's temples have turned white, and he also resigned two days ago.

Shen Xichen made a long gesture, waiting until the team disappeared in front of him for a long time before standing up straight.

He was silent for a moment before turning away.

He still has a lot of official business to attend to, and a lot of things to do.

After returning to the Shen Mansion, the Shen Mansion was quiet, and no one would jump out of the corner and talk to him happily.

It was natural, because he ordered her not to go out of the backyard for another step.

Shen Xichen returned to the study by himself as if he was used to it.

After finishing the official business in hand, it was already the willow on the moon, Shen Xichen got up mechanically, packed up his things, and then turned around and walked out of the door.

Mo Songshu's reputation has plummeted in the past few days, and it is a good time to take action against him, and he will have to stay in the palace to discuss this matter with the emperor after tomorrow morning.

There is also the drought in the north, and the disaster relief process needs to be put on the agenda as soon as possible......

When Shen Xichen came back to his senses, he had already arrived at the door of the room.

Quiet.

It's so quiet.

There didn't seem to be a single living person in the entire courtyard, and even the guards on patrol didn't know where they were.

Shen Xichen pushed the door for a moment.

He quietly glanced around from the corner of his eye.

There seemed to be nothing abnormal around him, but Shen Xichen still felt that something was wrong.

He lowered his hand and shook his head as if remembering something, as if he was about to turn back to his study.