Ye Shixian didn't sleep well all night.

Although Murong Ye had promised to help, she didn't dare to have too much hope.

Other than that......

"Tomorrow's Mid-Autumn Festival palace banquet, I'm afraid I won't be able to go."

Ye Shixian looked at the delicate head on the dresser, but she didn't look forward to it.

originally wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to shine and win back a city for himself, but who would have thought that such a thing would happen the day before the palace banquet?

Ye Heng was imprisoned, although the crime has not been determined, but their family will definitely be affected.

How dare Ye Shixian hope to enter the palace again?

At this time, she went, and she was the target of everyone, and I don't know how many people will laugh at her!

Peony was unwilling, and cherished the red hosta she just bought back today, "It's a pity, Miss is stunning, if you match this hairpin, you will definitely be beautiful!" But now—"

Ye Shixian was not aggrieved in her heart, so she simply stopped looking at it and waved her hand in disgust.

"That's it, put it all away."

Peony pouted, but could only do so.

Ye Shixian stared at herself in the bronze mirror for a long time, and raised her hand to caress her cheek.

What she can rely on the most now is this face.

It would be great if Murong Ye could help rescue his father, but if he couldn't......

She can't sit still!

……

Dead.

The night wind blew open the window, and the sleeping Xiao Wu turned over, and subconsciously touched to the side, but it was empty.

- Huh? What about Sister?

Xiao Wu opened his eyes in a daze and searched around.

Then, she heard a familiar voice whispering.

"Why did Xiao Wu wake up?"

Xiao Wu scratched his fleshy cheeks, shook his head, and clinged back into that soft embrace.

- Sister is still there!

She closed her eyes again, changed into a more comfortable position, and soon fell back to sleep.

Faintly, there seemed to be a chuckle.

The next moment, she felt like a thin quilt had been added to her body.

"Sleep."

The clear and low voice came with the wind and fell into the ears.

……

Ye Yunfeng got up early in the morning, came to the courtyard, and was about to practice boxing, when he was surprised to see Ye Chutang sitting by the window.

She was dressed in a thin coat, her black hair was pulled up at will, and she sat in a sitting, with a lazy and casual atmosphere all over her body, like a simple and freehand painting.

Ye Yunfeng was surprised: "Sister, why did you get up so early today?" ”

Sister A's injury has not healed, and she was busy saving people yesterday, so she should have rested more today, but I didn't expect it-

Ye Chutang's eyebrows moved slightly, he gathered his clothes, gently covered his lips and yawned.

"You're right, it's time for a good night's sleep."

She stood up and casually put away a wad of papers on the table.

"Call me in an hour, the Han family, I have to go and see it again today."

"Hey, good!"

Ye Yunfeng did not doubt that he had him, and immediately responded.

Ye Chutang walked back with steps, remembered something, paused in his steps, and looked back.

The leaves in the courtyard have turned yellow, and the early morning wind has already brought a hint of autumn.

In just a few days, midsummer turns to autumn, and feng shui takes turns.

Ye Yunfeng didn't know what she was thinking, and was about to turn around, and asked again: "By the way, Sister, today's Mid-Autumn Festival, let's ......"

He rarely asked carefully.

In the past three years, the four of them have deliberately skipped the Mid-Autumn Festival, but this time it was different, they returned to Beijing.

Ye Chutang retracted his gaze and thought thoughtfully.

For a moment, the corners of her lips curled slightly.

"I'll buy some bamboo leaves later, my brother likes to drink it."