Meng Haowen came to the outside of Luo Jinyu's room, stopped, his hand on the door panel, and hesitated.

He saw a faint light in the room through the crack in the door, and wondered if there was anyone inside.

He raised his hand to knock on the door, but stopped just as he was about to touch the panel.

A mixed emotion welled up in his heart, which was the fear of the unknown and the fear of the embarrassment he might face.

A trace of doubt flashed in Meng Haowen's heart, he didn't know if the general's wife was in the room, if she was inside, then his sudden intrusion might be a little inappropriate.

However, he had to tell Luo Jinyu about that earlier, thinking about it, Meng Haowen's fingers knocked lightly on the door a few times, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, like a tightened drum skin, and the drum beat in his chest.

He waited for a response, but there was no movement in the room.

After a while, just as he was about to turn away, he saw the door open.

"Meng Haowen? How did you end up here? Is there something going on?"

Shu Zhihan stood at the door and looked at him with some surprise, as if he understood something again, and immediately asked again, "You want to find Luo Jinyu, right?"

"Yes, ma'am, may I ask if the General is inside?"

Shu Zhihan shook her head gently, "No, he hasn't been here."

There was a hint of imperceptible hoarseness in her voice, like the silence after the prosperity had fallen, and like the fallen leaves drifting in the cold wind, with a little helplessness and sadness, her tone was slow and flowing, like a long wind in the cold winter, desolate and sad, as if telling an unknown secret.

When she spoke, the sorrow and sadness flowing in her tone were like a chestnut that had been stripped of its skin by the years, although there was a soft heart hidden inside, but it also carried deep pain.

Every word of her is like a lake blown by the wind, rippling round and round, those ripples are her story, her mood, her sorrow, and her expectation.

There was a deep loneliness in her tone, like a lone star on a cold winter night, shining alone but no one appreciated it. The loneliness is deep in the bone marrow, which is impossible to ignore, and the sadness is like the autumn rain, dripping and endless, with an indescribable pain.

Shu Zhihan's words are just like herself, seemingly calm as water on the outside, but endless sorrow and sadness are surging inside.

She looked at Meng Haowen and had an impulse to ask him about Luo Jinyu and Princess Wenjing, but she was still overcome by reason and didn't say anything.

"Madam, then I'll go find the general elsewhere and take my leave."

Meng Haowen said and turned around and left.

Shu Zhihan looked at the back of him leaving, and her heart became even more hollow.

Even he thought about coming here to find Luo Jinyu, so where did Luo Jinyu go?

Could it be that he really went to Princess Wenjing's side?

When she thought of such a possibility, Shu Zhihan felt as if her heart had been stripped off again.

Meng Haowen saw that trace of emotion in her eyes, and her eyes revealed a deep sorrow, like a heavy stone in her heart, always pressing on her heart.

That calm and deep gaze, like the surface of a lake in the middle of the night, reflects endless sadness.

Meng Haowen was immersed in thought, constantly searching for the possible location of Luo Jinyu.

He rested his chin in his hand and stared ahead, which was the direction leading to the study.

The air around him seemed to become solemn as he thought, and every inch of space was filled with his thoughts.

Meng Haowen came to the study and saw that there was light inside, so he quickly stepped forward and knocked on the door, heard the sound inside, pushed the door in, and saw Luo Jinyu inside. ap.

"Did you find anything?"

"General, as you might expect, someone did go to the Overseer just now."

Luo Jinyu motioned for him to take the study

The door shut, and then he said, "Who is it?"

"It's Green Lotus, but I wasn't on the roof, and I didn't hear them say anything inside, and she came out of it about a stick of incense, and the Overseers never came out of the house again."

Luo Jinyu thought for a while and said, "What about the green lotus? Go and find out, what's going on?"

"Yes, General, I'll go to her tomorrow to see what the situation is, and if I can find out anything.

By the way, General, there is something that my subordinates don't know whether to say or not."

Luo Jinyu looked at his slurring appearance, and couldn't help but feel a little strange, not at all like Meng Haowen in his cognition.

"Just say anything straight, this doesn't match you."

Meng Haowen sighed lightly and said, "General, should you go to see Madame, when I went over there to look for you just now, I felt that Madame's mood seemed to be a little bad, as if she was a little sad."

"What's going on? Did something happen?"

When Luo Jinyu heard that Shu Zhihan was unhappy, she couldn't help but feel a little curious, and she didn't understand what the situation was.

"I don't know the specific subordinates, but I don't look very good at my wife."

"Okay, I see."

After hearing the news that Shu Zhihan was in a bad mood, Luo Jinyu felt a strong sense of urgency.

His mood became too anxious to continue sitting in the study, and he needed to find her immediately.

His steps stepped away without hesitation, eagerly crossing the threshold of the study, his heart beating like a drum, as if urging him to hurry, hurry, his nerves tensed, like a string about to break, every tremor made him feel extremely anxious, he wanted to see her, wanted to confirm her condition, wanted to know if she was okay.

Luo Jinyu's steps were as rapid as a chased deer, and his breathing became heavy.

He came to the door of the room, and without the slightest hesitation, he pushed the door directly and entered.

Shu Zhihan couldn't help but be startled when she heard the sound, stood up and turned her head to look, and found that it was Luo Jinyu who calmed down a little.

Luo Jinyu's heart was full of confusion, Shu Zhihan was a lively and cheerful girl on weekdays, and her smile lit up his world like sunshine.

Today, however, she looked so different, with a deep sadness in her eyes and an indescribable bitterness in her smile.

He looked at her, trying to look for clues from her expression.

Her skin turned pale, as if all the anger had been withdrawn, her eyes, those eyes that were once full of vitality, were now like a deep lake, with inexplicable ripples, and her lips, which usually liked to bend into beautiful curves, were now tense, as if trying to restrain something.

He listened attentively to her every subtle movement, hoping to find a clue in her voice.

However, Shu Zhihan seemed to have lost her former enthusiasm, and her voice became dull and low.

His heart was full of uneasiness, he didn't know what Shu Zhihan had gone through, he didn't know why she had become like this.

He began to wonder if he had missed some important information, if something was happening that he didn't know was happening.

However, Shu Zhihan seemed to be hiding something on purpose, and she was unwilling to share her pain.

He looked at her, his heart full of helplessness and confusion.

"Why are you here?"

Shu Zhihan asked first.

The corners of Luo Jinyu's mouth twitched slightly, and then he said, "Why, I can't come back to my own room?"

As soon as his words came out, he heard Shu Zhihan's sneer, "Yes, this is your room, of course you can go back if you want to."

With that, she turned and sat down in her chair.

Looking at her back, it suddenly seemed as if she had become a little thin.

At that moment, Luo Jinyu's heart was slight

Twitched slightly, as if he hadn't seen her so closely in a long time.

He walked up, sat down beside her, gently put her hand in his palm, and said slowly, "What's wrong, is something happening? Tell me something."

Shu Zhihan just shook her head, "I'm fine, you can go and get busy if you have something."

The pain in her tone made people feel distressed when they heard it.

Luo Jinyu's eyes revealed a deep worry and confusion.

He looked at Shu Zhihan, as if he was struggling in his heart, not knowing how to speak.

Shu Zhihan sat across from him, his face slightly pale, and there was a hint of uneasiness in his eyes.

She clasped her hands together on her knees, as if trying to control her emotions, and she swallowed, trying to break the silence, but her voice sounded a little shaky.

"I have a ...... thing."

Shu Zhihan felt a little conflicted in her heart, and for a moment, she wanted to open her mouth and ask, wanting to ask him domineeringly, what was the relationship with that Princess Wenjing, and what happened to the two of them.

However, when the words came to his mouth, he was swallowed alive, and some did not know how to say them.

Luo Jinyu saw that she wanted to speak and stopped, and thought about it carefully.

The thing that can make Shu Zhihan so unhappy should be about herself.

It's just that what has happened to her recently made her unhappy?

Or does she feel that she hasn't been with her well in the past two days?

As soon as this idea came out, Luo Jinyu vetoed it to himself immediately, just because he knew that Shu Zhihan would not be so unhappy because of the lack of companionship.

Luo Jinyu kept searching in his mind for what was going on.

Suddenly, a picture came to mind.

Luo Jinyu couldn't help but think of seeing her and Princess Wenjing standing by the pond before, could it be that it was there, and something happened that she didn't know?