Qing Dai was dazzled by the young lady's hot smile.

"Miss, when you laugh, the slaves and maids are stunned. The slave had never seen you smile like this before, and it felt as comfortable as smelling the sun on a freshly sun-dried quilt. You should smile more in the future. ”

Qing Dai fiddled with Yan Zhuo's hair and said to Yan Zhuo sincerely.

This parable!

Yan Zhuo sneered: "Okay, I will laugh often in the future, let Qingdai you, you have a fragrant quilt smell every day." ”

In the face of Yan Zhuo's teasing, Qing Dai blushed, and her eyes became a little uncomfortable.

"Miss, the slave can't speak, so don't make fun of the slave anymore. ”

"How so? Your young lady is not making fun of you anymore. Qingdai, you're my pistachio!"

When Qing Dai heard Yan Zhuo's answer, she couldn't hide her good mood, and it was directly revealed from her heart to her face, only to see her eyebrows raised, her eyes narrowed, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise. It's great that the young lady said she trusted herself completely.

"By the way, miss, the matter you arranged for the slave and maid to do is still being investigated, and I am afraid that there will be no results for a while. Qingdai remembered what Miss entrusted to her yesterday, and it was the first time she was entrusted with it, and she was a little worried.

"Qingdai, I don't worry about you. You can just check it out, and tell me as soon as you get the results. ”

Feeling Yan Zhuo's wholehearted trust, Qing Dai instantly turned cloudy, "Hey, Miss", happily responded.

The sun is shining outside, under the blue sky and white clouds, the birds are chirping, and it is a pity not to go out for a walk in the good weather.

Under the persuasion of Qing Dai, Yan Zhuo put on a cloak of the same color as the horse-faced skirt and walked out of the door. Yan Zhuo is going to go around the big garden in the house, enjoy the flowers, scatter his heart, and bathe in the baptism of the sun at 360 degrees without dead ends, so as to get rid of the mildew on his body~

Yan Zhuo and Qing Dai walked all the way, stopped, walked, stopped.

This stopped, not because Yan Zhuo, the eldest lady, wanted to enjoy the scenery in the house, but, uh, how to say it, this body is not forgiving.

Yan Zhuo didn't care much about this sentence to describe the elderly.

Yan Zhuo, she said that she couldn't walk!

Whoop, whoop, whoop......

"Qingdai, let's take a rest. ”

"Good. Miss, you can rest for a while by the slave. Not far ahead, you will arrive at the garden, which has a pavilion for resting, and you can rest there. ”

Qing Dai stopped, stood next to Yan Zhuo, and let her young lady pour all the weight of her body on her.

Seeing Qing Dai standing aside without blushing and panting, with a clean forehead and no beads of sweat, it was obvious that this journey did not cost her any strength, she was now supporting herself, and she still had spare strength.

What about her? Mother, how can she live!

Can you imagine the embarrassed appearance of a sick girl, breathing step by step?

Yan Zhuo was really speechless about his body, which had to rest five or six times in just one mile. On average, forty or fifty steps must be stopped and rested for a while before you can have the strength to walk the next part, and this time a four-year-old child and a sixty-year-old woman are not so weak-chicken-!

I knew that Miss Ben was not in good health, and I didn't expect her health to be so bad!

Yan Zhuo was irritable, raised his arm, and didn't care about the demeanor of a family girl, and rudely wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve.

Look at the little thin arm that I raised, it is as thin as dry wood, and it looks like it can be broken when it is slightly folded. Feel your slender and weak body again, and Yan Zhuo doesn't want to say anything. I don't know, I thought that their Yan family treated her badly.

Yan Zhuo smacked his lips secretly, this body is really not good. I don't have any energy, I walk and pant heavily, it seems that it is difficult to do something by myself, it must be dragging its feet.

I am a person who still has a lot to do! I don't have a stable life, and I am sick of wealth and wealth. That's damning!

In his previous life, why didn't he feel that his body was so bad? Yan Zhuo patted his head suspiciously. She forgot that in her previous life, she rarely went out, and once she went out, the sedan chair and carriage sat safely and securely, and the seal was tight, where did she need to go so far. And the most important thing in her previous life is that she has always been beautiful with this kind of softness and bonelessness, weak and petite, not just favored by men!

Yan Zhuo's little brain didn't think about it so much. In short, she added another task to herself, which was to exercise.

After a pause, Yan Zhuo also eased up. After walking a short distance, turning the rockery, the whole view of the garden, all of them jumped into Yan Zhuo's eyes happily.

Because it is the cold winter season, the plum blossoms in the garden are blooming.

Thousands of branches are messy but beautiful, and there are many flowers, clustered on the branches, as if they are chattering about the new things they have seen. The red ones are like fire, and the yellow ones are like small lanterns. The fragrance lingers and refreshes people's hearts.

In the lower part of the area, there are some evergreen plants in the moon season. There are also many precious flowers and plants that are potted, and Yan Zhuo can't name them, but they just think they are beautiful.

Being close to nature always feels refreshed and pleasant. Yan Zhuo sat quietly in the gazebo, letting the sun bask her, her eyes were far away, and she comfortably felt the wind, flowers and sun.

Slowly, her empty thoughts returned.

It's the second day of rebirth, and I seem to have done something, and I don't seem to have done anything, and it will definitely not work if I go on like this. If you still live so comfortably, then all the opportunities you have will be lost, and the final tragedy will still be inevitable.

Yan Zhuo suddenly felt anxious, and the sense of crisis came under heavy pressure.

This morning's dream reminded her again. The tragic situation in the dream flashed in front of her eyes at this moment, and her doubts were like a fog enveloping her, making her unable to distinguish between east and west, north and south.

How did my mother die in her last life? Was the Zhenguo Mansion raided by herself or framed? What did Yan Yun'er know? Did Ning Yuan really use and deceive me from beginning to end as Yan Yun'er said? What was Ning Yuan looking for? What secrets did her mother hide in the green jade that my mother gave me......

No one can tell her the answer to everything, and she needs to find the truth herself. For the pure white little flower with zero scheming, it is undoubtedly an extremely difficult task.

And five years is not short, but it is not long. Because she has so much to do, too much to change, and too much to ask!

She didn't know how far she could go, she didn't know if she could or could stop all the tragedies from happening.

She really shouldn't be relaxing for a moment.

Yan Zhuo thought of this, and couldn't sit there anymore to enjoy the wind, flowers, blue sky, and white clouds, what a beautiful sun and time, and the chair under her ass was like a dense nail drilled out, and she couldn't sit down for a moment.