She still had a smile on her face.

"Yun'er's affairs are also over, so I won't bother my sister. ”

Yan Yun'er saluted very politely, and this time, she really turned around neatly and walked towards the door.

"Second Miss, go slowly. ”

The voices of the maids rang out.

Yan Yun'er's figure gradually disappeared in front of her eyes and gradually disappeared in the courtyard.

In the house, the other maids have also been sent down by Xiangrui.

The door is tightly closed.

Xiangrui's expression was extremely serious.

"Miss, are you alright?"

"Nothing~"

Yan Zhuo shook his head, with a smile in his eyes, and replied to Xiangrui.

"Don't believe it, you see. ”

She gently lifted her clothes, only to see that her arms, which were originally red and swollen, had recovered as before.

"This, this ointment, actually has such a miraculous effect?"

Xiangrui's mouth opened wide, her eyes showed surprise, and she raised the jade dew in her hand high, and looked at it carefully.

"Silly!"

Yan Zhuo chuckled and patted her.

"Could it be Miss ......"

And she said, "Well, how could Miss's arms be so yellow?" so dull?

Just look at the young lady's face and you can see that her skin must be excellent.

She looked at it carefully, and sure enough, the young lady's exposed arms were extremely white, smooth and radiant, which was the appearance just now?

"Miss, you're amazing. You have long suspected that Miss Two had ulterior motives in those actions?"

Her eyes were bright, and she looked at her young lady with great admiration.

"It's not a suspicion, it's definitely there. ”

Yan Zhuo's eyes thought slightly, and he muttered to himself, "It's just that I don't know what she's trying to do." ”

Today, she is so well disguised that she can't see her true purpose at all. Is it just to see her skin? I've seen it before, so why bother to condescend and personally medicate her? Why is she so attentive?

Yan Zhuo looked at his arm carefully.

Her goal must be her arm.

What is the purpose of looking at the arm?

Yan Zhuo walked to the stove, absorbing the heat from the fire, baking his sleeves, his eyes kept thinking.

She simply pulled out her clothes, exposing her left arm.

Shimmy white, in this dreary winter, is extremely conspicuous.

The other, more conspicuous, was the point where Yan Zhuo's left arm was close to his elbow.

That point is what women call "Shougong Sand".

Shoumiya Sand?

Yan Zhuo looked at the red point and fell into deep thought.

Could it be that Yan Yun'er's purpose is to guard the palace sand?

Yes!!

Otherwise, why did she insist on staying to see her wounds?

Why did you medicate her personally?

Why did the medicine go so far beyond the edge of the wound?

Today's confusion, in front of this red point, suddenly the fog disappeared and the sun rose!

Then why does she want to watch her Shougong Sha?

Is it her, and is there any new plan?

Yan Zhuo's eyes paused slightly, but he gently looked away.

Left and right are just the dirty tricks commonly used by some house women, she is not afraid, she is not afraid, and she does not take it to heart at all.

However, there is a limit to human patience.

And she, in the face of the constant harassment of this little jumping worm, is also on the verge of boredom.

Her eyes were deep, and she watched Xiangrui close the door, and she flashed and entered the space again.

Cultivation, only cultivation can make her fearless of all intrigues and tricks!

There are people outside the people, and there are heavens outside the sky.

She can only keep trying.

The man in white last time was still hovering in her mind, and the coercion of the divine consciousness that swept away made her unforgettable. He's so powerful, I wonder when she'll be able to compare?

Yan Zhuo sighed faintly.

She has been stuck in the seventh layer of Qi cultivation for a long time now.

The more she is promoted to the top during this training period, the more difficult it becomes, and now she often stays in the house, stays in the space, and does not often go out to contact and socialize with people, and learn from them.

It's just that on the mountain behind this royal hunting ground, there is no opponent for her, and no matter how far away, she can't go now.

I can only continue to cultivate, continue to refine various moves, and slowly improve my state of mind.

Yan Zhuo's heart and mind are united, and the intention is immersed in the dantian, absorbing the spiritual power around him, and constantly running Zhou Tianlai.

A few days have passed unconsciously in the cultivation of words.

Yan Yun'er, since that day, has not appeared in front of Yan Zhuo, she actually came to the middle, and brought some gifts, saying that she was visiting her, but was rejected by Xing Ziwan, and she was very good at talking, explained with a smile, put down her things and left.

Today, it's the annual plum blossom viewing meeting.

This plum blossom appreciation conference was not originally a fixed festival in Yunjing City, but just a way for the nobles in Beijing to find a reason to have fun.

But because the winter is really boring, and those literati brokers in Beijing are very fond of elegant things, they don't want to miss this vassal and elegant event. Therefore, on the same day, the people also started by some wealthy gentry, and also arranged pomp and circumstance to hold this plum appreciation conference, which was held for three days.

Song and dance performances, competition on the same stage, comparison of literati, and comparison of flowers...... Fresh tricks, endlessly.

And this momentum is getting bigger and bigger.

At this time of year, many people from neighboring countries flock here to enjoy the flowers, play the fun, and sell goods. The streets are crowded with people, shoulder to shoulder, and it is really a scene of prosperity and happiness.

Today, the Holy One is happy to see this, and he does not care about it, and even advocates it.

Therefore, now this plum appreciation conference has been divided into two, one is the plum appreciation conference organized by the people, and the other is the "Snow House Listening to Incense" organized by the major families.

This "Xuelu listens to incense" is only one day. And it's just to enjoy the flowers, give poems, and drink tea, but everyone in Beijing is proud to get this invitation.

After all, this means that they are recognized and accepted by the powerful people in Beijing, and they are also one of the people in this circle.

And this "Snow House Listening to Incense", because the organizer is in a high position, the best flowers must also be supplied in this place first, but it can also feast the eyes of the participants.

Yan Zhuo sat on the carriage and swayed towards the left prime minister's mansion.

This year, it was the Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion who organized this "Snow House Listening to Incense" event. In previous years, it was also held in the Ningwang Mansion, the Zhenguo Mansion and the General's Mansion.

This "Snow House Listening to Incense" is ostensibly a plum blossom appreciation conference, but in fact, it is a "beauty" meeting for young men and women to appreciate each other in the name of flowers.

Yan Zhuo is happy and quiet, and she can't bear to go, but her friend Han Caishan is warmly invited, and all the juniors in Beijing have gone, as the eldest daughter of the Zhenguo Mansion, if she doesn't go, tsk, I don't know everyone, how should I say it?