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In fact, he had a secret order to go north this time. Hongcheng was one of the prefectures he was going to investigate. If it weren't for the assassination in the middle of the road and the chance encounter with Yan Shunhua, he would not have stayed here to recuperate from his injuries, and even hid in the inner house of the Hongcheng prefect's yamen, preparing to use this place as his long-term residence for this work.

Although the place where he lives is very remote, and it is quite far from the real inner house where Yun Xuan and the others live, strictly speaking, he is not familiar with the Yun family, and even with Xuan Yi of the Xuan family, he is only a nodding friend, which is actually not suitable for staying here for a long time.

But firstly, he was seriously injured, and even if he was not very visible on the outside, he needed time to recuperate and recuperate on the inside; secondly, although the task was important, there was plenty of time, and because it was an old thing, the person who assigned him did not have much hope, and the pressure on his shoulders was not heavy.

Of course, the most important thing is because the real Yan Shunhua is here. And this person, after escaping from death, lost his memory, and refused to recognize him after he explained.

He asked Jia Qi to come over immediately, and he carried her straight back to the bedroom, took off her wet coat without thinking, and then pulled the quilt over to wrap her.

When Jia Qi hurriedly ran in, he happened to see him holding a brocade handkerchief to wipe her sweat carefully, and his slender fingers were withdrawing from Yan Shunhua's back, so frightened that Jia Qi's hands and feet were stiff.

But he is also the one who has been waiting in front of him, Jia Qi immediately lowered his eyes, stood with his hands tied, and didn't even dare to come out.

Shen Jingyuan raised his head, his sword eyebrows furrowed slightly, "Why don't you come and show her?"

Jia Qi bowed slightly, walked over quickly, and began to look and ask. After a while, he took a step back and said, "Miss Yun is fine." It is caused by the fatigue of the body that causes it to fall asleep. ”

Shen Jingyuan's eyebrows were slightly raised, but his tone did not fluctuate, "You mean, she didn't faint." And just too tired to fall asleep?"

Jia Qi became more and more respectful, "Yes, it's not a big deal, just wake up." ”

Thinking of the pinprick headache at the moment of contact, Shen Jingyuan lowered his head. Seeing that her face was calm and breathing, and she was not at all as embarrassed as before, she knew that this person had probably really fallen asleep.

"She hit her head before, is it possible that there are sequelae?"

Jia Qi's face was slightly red. The head is the most precise, and so far, the head injury is also the most difficult for the doctor to grasp, and he is not good at this area.

"The subordinates are ashamed. ”

Shen Jingyuan was stunned, and immediately realized that he had asked a stupid question, "It's that I think I'm wrong." Go down. Summoning Jia in. ”

Jia Qi breathed a sigh of relief and quickly retreated. Then he conveyed his order, and came in with a new armor.

He and B Yi are twins, and as brothers, A is more stable and silent. Even when he saw his master holding Miss Yun, who was wrapped in a rice dumpling, he was not the slightest surprised, as if Shen Jingyuan was reasonable to do anything, and he accepted it without any pressure.

"Can Chen Yunkun find it?"

"Nope. ”

A cherishes words like gold.

"Find someone as soon as possible and bring him to me. ”

"Yes. ”

Shen Jingyuan paused, and then said, "Did the Yan family and his party have trouble leaving Beijing?"

This time. Jia Yi finally didn't send him away with just one "yes", but told him the details one by one, and Shen Jingyuan's face was calm when he heard it. Just like on the eve of a storm.

"Are you sure it's someone she's sent?"

A nodded, and Shen Jingyuan chuckled abruptly, "Shen Lin, you said that if I eradicate all the people she put outside, will she go crazy?"

As soon as A didn't speak, he didn't get angry. Saying to himself that he would definitely not, how could a person who even dared to kill his own relatives admit defeat easily.

As long as he is in the day, she will have trouble sleeping. Even if she gave up the position of the prince to her younger brother Shen Jingdong, she would not believe that he, Shen Jingyuan, didn't care about the monstrous power and status of the Dingguo Mansion at all.

As long as it is what he wants, he can win it with his own hands.

It's a pity that Wu Silan doesn't believe it. In her life credo, there is probably never the word trust.

Similarly, the current Dingguo Gong Shen Yueyu will not believe it. Even if Shen Jingdong attacked the lord, it was better than him. What's more, he has another candidate in mind.

Shen Jingyuan lowered his gaze, his long eyelashes were thick and dense, like a small fan, casting a small shadow under his eyes, and his cold eyes instantly dissolved when he touched Yan Shunhua's quiet sleeping face, just like spring returning to the earth, and it became bright and warm in an instant.

The woman in his arms was different after all.

It's hard to gain her trust, but once you get it, it's hard to disappear as well.

As long as he can capture her, then in this life, he will not live in endless suspicion. Even if the swords and shadows outside are overwhelming, he can instantly calm down by her side, live a real life, live comfortably, live happily, and even, live sweetly.

His gaze lingered on her pink lips, and finally, under the reminder of his subordinates, he quietly carried her back to the east wing.

Before leaving, he paused at his desk for a moment, pulled out a piece of rice paper full of Buddhist scriptures, and splashed ink at the same time, leaving a few words.

Yan Shunhua slept until lunchtime, and Man Dong, who was guarding the door, came in to wake her up.

Originally, she wanted to lie in bed, but when something happened today, Yun Xuanshi was worried, so she still struggled to sit up, yawning while putting on her clothes.

"Did you carry me back?"

"Miss Hui, it was the slave who carried you back, and it didn't alarm anyone. Banxia saw it in Bandao, and followed him in and changed your clothes. ”

Yan Shunhua nodded, told Man Dong not to tell her about the morning, and told her to talk to Li Da and Banxia, and then combed her hair.

Man Dong responded mechanically, and then kept his head down, and slowly retreated.

If Yan Shunhua had paid attention, she would have found that her maid was starless and her steps were slow. Walking like a puppet controlled by someone, there is no movement.

If she had changed to normal, no matter how steady she was in the winter, she would not be as dull as she was today, and she would have stayed and guarded even if she was not allowed to comb her master's hair.

After all, even in the inner house, a girl's family can't be alone.

Yun Yarong had already refused the maid's night duty during the evening rest, and the rest of the time had always been served by Banxia and Mandong.

It's just that Yan Shunhua has just arrived, although he has had a lot of contact with those maids who can get close, and he has roughly figured out everyone's temperament and style of speaking and acting, but it is only vaguely understood.

She thought to herself that if she wanted to keep the secret of her crossing, she had to keep her distance from the people around her.

Except for Yun Xuan's and other immediate family members, who can't refuse and must be taken seriously, she has to be careful about other people who need attention, and the slaves and maids who can naturally be above them by virtue of their status and status, she doesn't need to spend too much effort to figure it out.

By the time she had finished dressing up and spotting the apparently masculine font on her desk, she had lost the perfect opportunity to find out the truth.

But it didn't matter, because someone automatically handed the evidence of the crime to her.

Yan Shunhua had a dark face, gritted his teeth and read the lines of Qingjun Qiwei several times, and smiled sadly at the end. (To be continued.) )