As the saying goes, "the eye is blind and the heart is not blind".

Before she was blind, she didn't think it was so precious, but when she was really blind, she realized how difficult it was to cultivate to such a realm.

Because she couldn't see, she was often very attentive to the sounds she heard, and over-speculated.

Just as at this moment, she laughed at her heart, but she couldn't help but savor the subtle changes in his tone.

Soon, Ah Ji figured out the subtlety.

In the past, he didn't care about everything, his eyes were arrogant, and his tone was as indifferent as the water of a cold pool.

It's still cold, but it's like spring water that has been deliberately mixed with ice and cooled, with an imperceptible smile.

There seems to be a faint sneer.

Because Auntie herself often likes to tease others in secret, and she is also particularly sensitive to the cunning of others, she is not bitter and mean when she hears this irony, but like a smiling bystander and silent teasing.

This is not bad, but this tone is very strange to Jiang Hui.

After a few days apart, what did he experience?

Seeing her contemplating, Yan Shuheng became more interested, and asked again: "What do you think is different about me?" ”

Auntie came back to her senses: "It's husband, your tone of voice is slightly different from before. ”

"It's that I'm not thoughtful," said the other side slowly, "but do you notice anything else?" ”

Auntie shook her head.

He asked, "Do you ever think that I am today familiar to the people you knew in the past?" ”

Auntie didn't know what to do, and thought about it with her eyelashes.

Jiang Hui cherishes words like gold, never talks nonsense, and he must have a good intention in holding on to this. I think it's because of my wooden nature, I'm not good at conveying feelings, and I want to talk to her more but I don't know where to start.

Auntie had a number in her heart, and her long eyelashes were lifted, revealing clear eyes full of affection: "In my heart, my husband is unique, who can be similar to you?" ”

The other side was silent and did not respond.

Auntie is used to it, and he is ashamed again.

She had secretly resolved when he did not return that if her husband returned safely, she would treat him better. Considering his temperament of being obedient and shy, Auntie thoughtfully led her words to the right place: "Actually, what the husband just said is not unreasonable, if you live one more day, you will be one step closer to death, and living is indeed tantamount to waiting for death." But if so, then A-Niang worked hard to conceive a baby and gave birth to a me, who is destined to die, wouldn't she suffer in vain? If I live to die, what is the difference between running to the Yellow Springs now? ”

Thinking about the past few months, she has a feeling: "To never give in is to live, and to sit and wait is to wait for death." ”

With these serious layouts, the other side was no longer embarrassed and silent, and said with a smile: "It's reasonable." ”

Auntie sighed secretly, she was simply coaxing the child.

But he lost no time in boasting: "Actually, the people I want to be worthy of are not only A-Niang, but also my husband." ”

"Me? How to say. ”

Auntie's face was as innocent as a child in the sun: "My husband took me away, even if I am blind, I will not give up, you are so good, I naturally have to be worthy of you." ”

He smiled, presumably pleased.

Auntie took the opportunity to ask: "By the way, how is the husband asking Langzhong last time?" But strapped for cash? If so, this can be slowed down......"

She tilted her face slightly, Yan Shuheng lowered her eyes, and happened to "look at each other" with those godless but affectionate eyes.

She trusted her cheap husband very much.

However, he also needed to use Lang Zhong to confirm whether she was amnesia or acting, so he said: "Don't worry, I recently got a new errand, and I still have money to spare, Lang Zhong will come later." ”

Auntie was happy in her heart, and her mouth was also smeared with honey: "I will say that the husband is the best." ”

Yan Shuheng lowered her head and smiled lightly, and calmly accepted this sentence of concern on behalf of her husband.

When she went out, she inadvertently saw the marks left by her fall on the floor tiles, Yan Shuheng turned her head slightly: "Actually, you can adapt to it in a gentler way." ”

Auntie said in a relaxed tone: "It's okay, you can remember it more truly when it hurts." ”

Yan Shuheng looked back at her.

When the words came to his lips, he stopped again, and said lightly: "That's right." ”

He returned to the study and instructed Chuanyun: "Later, I will send someone to invite Lang Zhong, who is good at curing eye diseases." ”

Piercing the clouds doubted his ears.

Repaying grievances with virtue is not the style of the eldest son.

Half a year ago, the eldest son met a friend at a banquet in Yaji and learned the news of a girl's death.

On that day, the wind and the sun were beautiful, the young man faced the vast river waves, his half-drooping eyes were difficult to distinguish sorrow and joy, and he only made a picture of the dead with ink, the ink was not dry, and the painting was blown away by the wind, and it was seen by a man who bullied men and women, and was notorious.

Seeing the beauty of the girl in the painting, the gentleman was very moved, and after returning home, he privately painted the girl's disheveled and unbearable spring love. He even took out the painting to show off at a private banquet, calling the goddess a dream, and made it with feeling.

At that time, the eldest son was also there.

I just glanced at it lightly, and I didn't care.

But the next day, Chuanyun heard that the prodigal son died in the gutter, and somewhere was bitten by wild dogs.

That night, the Yan Mansion held a banquet, and the eldest son talked and laughed with celebrities, but the broken fog that had been following him was not there.

Chuanyun never saw the girl in the painting with his own eyes, only tapped on the side, and learned from the broken fog that the girl in the painting was not familiar with Lang Jun, and even provoked him.

The people of the family take the lead in profit, and their feelings move with profit.

Chuanyun guessed that with Yan Shuheng's temperament, it was not so much that he couldn't see the wandering children defile the deceased, but more like he couldn't see his own paintings defiled by others.

It stands to reason that the assassin almost killed Lang Jun, and he should hate the person who may be the assassin's wife.

Chuanyun couldn't help but wonder, "Why did you ask for Lang Zhong for the assassin's wife?" ”

Yan Shuheng was lifting the pen and dipping it in ink, and said lightly without raising his head: "Since I have accepted her husband, isn't it natural to invite Langzhong for my wife?" ”

At the mention of the assassin, the young man's eyebrows furrowed: "In the past few days, we have sent additional personnel outside the city and near the mountain courtyard, but we have not seen any suspicious people, and we can't find them in the city, so the assassin is not good at stealth techniques?" and Zheng Wu, who still hasn't heard from him. ”

Yan Shuheng tapped his long finger on the body of the pen: "The assassin will not come back, Zheng Wu, probably too." ”

He smiled and said, "It's useless to think too much, I want to travel with the United States tomorrow." ”

Chuanyun was not as meticulous as Breaking the Mist, and he didn't know much about Yan Shuheng's old affairs, so he guessed that he wanted to use the assassin's wife as bait and hurriedly prepare.

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At noon, the bamboo kite brought to Langzhong.

This time, Langzhong's wording is gentle, and his voice is old, so he must be an old man with profound medical skills.

Auntie ignited hope and took the initiative to inform: "I was injured eight months ago, I have no memory of the past, and I still have headaches from time to time, I almost fell off my horse before I lost my sight, although I was not injured, I had a headache for a long time that night, and I lost my sight the next day. ”

The old man cut his pulse and carefully checked her eyes: "Madame's blindness is not caused by an eye disease, when there is a brain congestion, you don't seem to know about it, could it be that you didn't see a doctor after the injury?" ”

"Please, I've been invited, but it's just ......" Auntie paused slightly, and her tone became colder, "That Lang Zhong concealed it." ”

When she woke up from her illness, her mind was blank, and she only remembered that she seemed to be called "Grandma", and when she saw a thin middle-aged man standing in front of the bed, she subconsciously called "Daddy".

The middle-aged man was Zheng Wu.

Zheng Wu was stunned for a moment and judged that Auntie had lost her memory.

Then he told Ah Ji that he was her father, a langzhong, who entrusted her to relatives in her hometown in order to make a living in her early years, and brought her from her hometown to Licheng because of the war.

Auntie has a rare intuition that she did leave her hometown with her relatives and friends because of the war, and her father was indeed not around.

Therefore, she was convinced of Zheng Wu's words.

If she hadn't heard it that night, she would never have imagined that her father, who was usually so good to her, was a stranger, and he wanted to borrow her for a profit!

Now listening to what Lang Zhongyi said, it is even clearer.

When he rescued her, he saw her beautiful face and wanted to give her to the lustful city lord. After being misrecognized, I will be wrong, and I want to cultivate a father-daughter friendship with her first, so that I can get more benefits in the future.

Zheng Wu can treat the city lord, and his medical skills must also be exquisite, he didn't want her to recover her memory, so he deliberately did not diagnose and treat her, and delayed again and again, which caused his blindness later.

What a plan for her!

What a healer's benevolence!

She retracted her thoughts and asked Lang Zhong, "Is it possible to be cured?" ”

The old man sighed: "After a long illness, the injury in the brain is already tricky, and the old man can only prescribe some prescriptions to make up for the loss, and the lady must also be prepared to not be able to regain her sight." ”

Even though she had thought that she might not be able to regain her sight, when she heard this, Auntie's heart was still burning like a needle.

After Lang Zhong left, the bamboo kite stepped forward to comfort: "Madame, Mo is too sad, my relatives were sick at the time, and Lang Zhong also said to prepare for the future, but this will not be like no one." ”

Auntie smiled: "I'm fine." ”

She lowered her eyes, suppressing the chill in her eyes.

Originally, for the sake of saving lives, I wanted to eliminate grievances. But now she has changed her mind, if she meets Zheng Wu again in her lifetime, she will definitely have a tooth for a tooth!

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Auntie was only lost for a short while, and she looked carefree again. She rested a little early that night.

After the lights and candles dimmed, the bamboo kite went out of the small courtyard and reported what he heard today to Yan Shuheng.

Yan Shuheng was walking on the curved bridge, and his eyebrows gradually raised: "She was injured and has amnesia?" ”

Bamboo Kite: "Blindness is also due to blood congestion in the brain and failure to seek medical attention in time, so it is unknown whether he can regain his sight." ”

Yan Shuheng lowered his head and thought about it, and then asked, "Except for blindness, can there be other symptoms?" ”

Bamboo Kite shook her head: "The girl said that she occasionally forgetfulness and headaches, and the rest is not abnormal." ”

Yan Shuheng lowered his eyes and muttered for a long time.

The words with a slight emotion looked lonely and regretful in the night: "She really forgot the past, it's a pity." ”

The bamboo kite returned to the small courtyard, and broke the fog to carefully analyze the things before and after: "If this is the case, the girl's injury may not be an accident, but someone deliberately caused the harm?" Later, when she found out that she had amnesia, she planned to send people to the eldest son.

"Now it seems that the girl should not know."

Yan Shuheng smiled: "Breaking the fog feels pity and thinks I should let her go, right?" ”

Breaking the fog wanted to explain that he had been helped by the girl by chance, but remembered that Yan Shuheng's requirements for personal guards were "heart like cold iron, body like flying arrows".

His expression became unwavering: "If the son is merciful, the subordinates will be merciful; If the son has other arrangements, his subordinates will do the same. It's just that the subordinates don't understand, why did that person put the girl by your side, did he want you to make a mistake in family affairs? ”

Nowadays, most of the family lords marry each other to stabilize their power, and the eldest son is the future master of a sect, and the in-laws are naturally sloppy.

Yan Shuheng smiled and folded off a bamboo leaf, his knuckles were like bamboo, and the bamboo leaf was integrated: "If it is intentional, that person must know my preferences quite well." He went to great lengths to get an assassin with a similar voice, and perhaps knew something else. ”

Breaking the fog couldn't guess, so he could only hope that he could find out something from the Chen and Jiang families.

He looked at Yan Shuheng.

The young man is playing with the bamboo leaves, pinching the leaf surface with his fingertips, and slowly moving from the tail of the leaf to the tip of the leaf.

It's like playing with the sharp tip of a dagger.

It was the sun that was watching, and the bright moonlight hit the bamboo shadow on the long finger of the young man's Xiusheng jade bamboo. The breeze blows, the bamboo shadows sway, and the surrounding scene gradually distorts......

The bamboo leaves became a bamboo pole.

A young and thin white hand held the bamboo pole and asked mischievously: "Daddy!" Am I like a lotus picker? ”

The head was gently rubbed.

A gentle voice said helplessly: "I have never seen you so enthusiastic when I was studying. ”

When it comes to studying, the child is very dissatisfied, shaking the bamboo pole violently, the bamboo raft swaying lightly, the ripples are shaken apart, and then dissipated, and the blue waves and green lotus are also shattered, and it is a death-like silence.

After a long time—

"Why did you ask me to draw you at the age of seventeen?"

Qingyue's voice is like a jade falling into a secluded pool, breaking the boundless darkness, like a mirror on the water, ripples rise again.

There is a glimmer of light spreading, where it shines, pieces of tender lotus emerge on the water surface, the flowers bloom and fall, and the lotus flower has become a lotus pod in the first day.

The lotus pod was plucked by a delicate hand.

was taken over by another hand that was as good as Yuxiao: "But you are still in the age of the golden hairpin, how can I paint you at the age of seventeen?" ”

The childish girl's voice was like a silver bell, and it was pleasant: "I don't care, either I pay off my debts with paintings, or I ...... Paying off debts with others, big brother, you weigh it yourself! ”

The young man chuckled: "Then I think it is more cost-effective to marry you at the age of seventeen than to draw you at the age of seventeen." ”

The tip of the heart suddenly throbbed, like ripples open.

Unexpectedly, the wind suddenly rose, the boat capsized, and the hand that was as cultivated as a jade bamboo suddenly disappeared. She swam forward desperately, only grabbing a bloody lotus flower, and her heart was empty.

The water receded, and the wooden floor was flat under the feet, and the maid stepped forward with a lacquer plate, on which was a Luo skirt and hairpin ring, and the skirt shimmered and flowed, and the steps were shining.

The warm and beautiful voice turned into a respectful and well-behaved woman's voice: "Girl, it's time to change your clothes and go to the banquet." ”

She got up lazily with her bare feet, stretched out her arms for the woman to serve, and put them on in her hair, and the hanging pearls suddenly swayed lightly and made a crisp sound.

Steady footsteps approached behind him.

The tone of the person who came came was full of imminent restraint and teasing: "Little Auntie doesn't remember me, but I still remember the original promise, two years is too long, I don't want to wait, it's better to——"

The words were gentle and delicate, but she was extremely weak-hearted, and she turned around in panic, but she didn't see the young man who spoke.

The bright wide room became a wilderness.

Overhead, jackdaws flew away, making terrible screams, staggering and running, and their eyes flickered into shadows everywhere they looked.

Messy shrubs.

Messy rocks.

Messy breathing.

Approaching swords.

The road came to an abrupt end, and the cliff under her feet was bottomless, like a gluttonous mouth, tearing her off.

Auntie closed her eyes tightly, and after a sharp fall, she met a soft and flat back.

The dream is broken.

Auntie opened her eyes, stretched out her hand and shook it in front of her eyes, it was still the endless silence, and she didn't know whether to rejoice in escaping the nightmare or be lost in the darkness after waking up.

Auntie sat up in a daze and called the bamboo kite: "I'm tired of the kite, help me get the ribbon that binds my eyes." ”

The bamboo kite glanced at the window first, and then said, "Wait a minute, the maid will go and get it." ”

Grandma had calmed down, put the ribbon over her eyes, and wrapped it around the back of her head to tie the knot.

"I'm already blind, why do I have to do it?"

Although the voice of the person who came was clearer and more beautiful, it came unexpectedly, and because of the fear in the dream, the ribbon on Auntie's hand fell off, and she was so frightened that she sat up from the couch: "Husband? When did you come back! It scared the hell out of me......"

She bounced like a rabbit.

Yan Shuheng smiled quite happily: "Just came." ”

The bamboo kite lowered its eyes, pretending not to hear or see. What just came? The lady had a nightmare, and the eldest son came, when the lady's lips opened and closed, and she didn't know what to say in her dreams.

The eldest son leaned down and lay down on the side of the couch, supporting his head with one hand, and gently brushing the lady's eyebrows with the other hand, looking at her expression intently.

With affection in his eyes, he really looks like a newlywed Yan'er.

But he didn't wake up the girl in the nightmare.

The bamboo kite thought that the eldest son liked this girl, after all, his gaze at the girl was so warm and gentle, but now the bamboo kite hesitated, how could anyone see his sweetheart having a nightmare, just wake up and appease, and still watch on the side?

It's like a raccoon looking at a rat that catches his hand.

It is also like a wolf looking at a sheep that has strayed into a wolf's den.

It's weird, it's weird.

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This aunt covered her heart and calmed down, thinking of the fact that she was scared just now, she couldn't help but feel a little angry.

But it is not shown on the face, it is still gentle and gentle.

"My husband is back, but is there something wrong?"

Yan Shuheng didn't respond to this question, leaned over to pick up the ribbon, walked to the couch, and stopped.

Auntie was about to speak, and there was a softness in her eyes.

He was tying a ribbon for her.

The movements of the hands were softer than the soft ribbon, as if they were dealing with a fragile treasure.

Auntie was slightly stunned.

When this man came back from a trip, he was enlightened?

"What is this ribbon for?" He asked casually.

Auntie was half serious, half nonsense and said: "Husband doesn't know, in fact, blind people can also sense light, and their eyes will be uncomfortable when the light is too bright." Of course, there are other benefits to binding my eyes, such as suggesting that I am blind and letting others do something about me. And-"

She hid her cunning with a shy and gentle smile: "As long as you cover your eyes, others will not be able to see me clearly, lest anyone see that I am beautiful and have evil intentions and want to take away people's wives." ”

In this situation, these words are really meaningful.

The bamboo kite standing in the corner looked at her nose and nose, her head was buried lower, and she secretly raised her eyes to look at Yan Shuheng.

Yan Shuheng only smiled faintly.

The young man raised his long eyelashes lightly and looked at Auntie.

At this moment, Auntie's expression is shy and subtle, and she seems to be deeply troubled by beauty, which is really not like what she said.

He smiled and wrapped the ribbon around the back of Auntie's head, tied a beautiful knot, imitated her good husband's tone, and asked lightly: "The others here, only me and your maidservant, Bamboo Kite is a little girl, who can 'take people's wives', and I am probably the only one, could it be that Mrs. has something to say?"

"Or do you want to marry someone else?"