Chapter 14: How can it be?

Nan Shiyan seemed to be in a good mood, looked out the window, and slowly spoke, "The royal family will not do anything to the Su family in a short period of time. ”

Su Yunran's body was shocked and looked at Nan Shiyan.

Nan Shiyan hooked his lips, "Senior brother knows that Ling'er has always had an idea, but you have to remember that you still have a senior brother." ”

Su Yunran was silent for a while, and said silently, "Thank you, senior brother." ”

Nan Shiyan changed his relaxed tone, "Who let me get used to cleaning up the mess for you before." ”

Su Yunran was a little embarrassed, and protested dissatisfiedly, "How can I have it." ”

Nan Shiyan chuckled, his laughter was shallow, like a babbling stream flowing through the bottom of his heart.

Su Yunran looked at him smiling, and had to drink tea sullenly.

Nan Shiyan suddenly changed his tone, and said seriously, "You have always been a troublemaker, how do you want to make trouble this time, senior brother will accompany you." ”

Su Yunran looked at Nan Shiyan's eyes like stars, and said quietly, "I'll be cautious." ”

Nan Shiyan touched Su Yunran's head again, and his voice was pleasant, "It's really good." ”

Su Yunran "......"

What the heck?

The two chatted for a while, Nan Shiyan sent Su Yunran home again, and gave a few words before leaving, the content of the instructions was the same as Mo Qingchen, and Su Yunran was speechless for a while.

In the shadow of the tree, Mo Qingchen, who was dressed in a dark robe, looked at Nan Shiyan who was saying goodbye to Su Yunran, his hands slowly tightened, and he murmured in a low voice, "Senior brother······

In the end, Mo Qingchen turned his gaze to Su Yunran, as if he wanted to carve her figure into his soul, his voice was low and charming, with some helplessness.

"Ah Ling ······"

***

The breeze is late, and the bamboo shadow is hazy and the moon is hazy.

Su Yunran sat in front of the window, quietly rubbing the white jade flute in his hand, his eyes were deep, and his brows were slightly furrowed.

The black shadow flashed, and Lin Shu was already standing in front of him, and his voice was respectful, "Miss." ”

Su Yunran hummed for a moment and raised his eyes to look at him.

Lin Shu took out a stack of notes and handed it to Su Yunran.

Jiufei lit another glass lamp, and Jiuxun helped Su Yunran add a cloak and retreated silently.

Under the lights, Su Yun's face was delicate and blurry, and his eyes were bright.

After a long time, Su Yunran put down the paper, rubbed his eyebrows, and exhaled. looked at Lin Shu, and said in a cold tone, "Good job, let's step back first." ”

"Yes."

Lin Shu received the order and immediately retreated.

Su Yunran got up, walked to the edge of the pond, stretched out his slender white hand, and gently brushed the rippling water.

The tentacles were cold.

***

The antique study was burning with soothing incense, and Su Wenye, who was dressed in a blue robe, stood by the window.

After a long time, Su Wenye looked at a portrait in the room, in the portrait, the woman in blue was lightly embellished with tears, standing with a sword and a bright smile.

Su Wenye approached, stretched out his hand to touch the woman's face, and his voice trembled, "Ah Ying, did you see it, that's our daughter." ”

***

On the lonely mountain, Mo Qingchen was dressed in a dark robe, his sword aura was like a rainbow, and his eyebrows were cold.

It seems to be displeased, it seems to be venting.

Birds and beasts fled, and the plants and trees were alarmed.

I don't know how long it took, Mo Qingchen jumped onto the treetops, his brows furrowed, and his voice was helpless.

"How can you ······"

***

Ling Yan Zhai ——————

The candle flame swayed, Nan Shiyan held the scroll in his hand, and the ink was dripping.

A man walked in and presented a jade box, in which lay a pair of earrings, in the shape of water droplets, glowing with water color, exquisitely clear, as if there was a bloom flowing, warm and cool.

Nan Shiyan glanced at it and nodded with satisfaction, "I'll send it to Miss Su Qi tomorrow." ”

The man didn't seem surprised, and just calmly retreated and closed the door.

Silence returned to the room, except for the faint sound of Nan Shiyan turning the pages of a book.