Essential Accomplishments of A Perfect White Moonlight

The last time I talked to Yan Yiming about the redemption was a few months ago, but the same as now, it was after meeting Jian Yuer.

So even if the male protagonists really have other people in their hearts, Jian Yuer's influence is still beyond doubt.

Originally clear and pleasant almond eyes, because of the makeup at this moment, they have become extremely attractive phoenix eyes, adding countless charms to the brows, Yan Yiming broke free from Jian Yuyan's arms, turned around and said with regret, "But I still want to sing."

Jian Yuyan held her hand and said, "You can sing to me."

If you only sing for you, you won’t be called an actor anymore, Yan Yiming raised his eyes with a chuckle and asked him, "What about after the redemption, Zian, do you want to take me back to the Prime Minister's Mansion?"

Jian Yuer couldn't even accept Ah Ming in the plum garden, so how could she allow Ah Ming to enter the Prime Minister's Mansion? Jian Yuyan was silent for a moment and said softly, "Ah Ming, there are too many rules in the Prime Minister's Mansion, so it's not a good place to go. You can choose a place you like. You can write your name on the mansion, and all the maids in the mansion will serve you, and no one will restrain you, and I will come here every day."

"So what's the difference from being in Meiyuan?" Yan Yiming put away his smile and looked at him with clear eyes, "Zian, you are so smart, don't you understand, I just want what it is. "

want a title.

Jian Yuyan knew it all.

But this is exactly what he can't give.

"At the beginning, someone told me that Mr. Jian has a prominent status and handsome appearance. If he can redeem himself and follow Mr. Jian, even being a concubine would be a great blessing." Yan Yiming said slowly, "Guess, Zi'an, What did I say then?"

Jian Yuyan's voice was hoarse, "What."

"I said that in this life, I would not be a concubine even if I was with a mediocre person, even if this person is you." Yan Yiming smiled and glanced at the shocked Jian Yuyan, and then continued, "I told you that I am no longer a concubine. Wanbi, I didn’t want to entrust my sincerity to you, but I still gave it to you later. I said at the beginning that I didn’t want to be a concubine anyway, but after I met you, I thought, even if it’s a concubine, as long as it’s you, I’m always willing of."

"A Ming, it's not that I don't want to," Jian Yuyan said bitterly, "If it's possible, I even want to marry you with three matchmakers."

"Then why not?"

"You and Yu'er look too much alike, if someone finds out..."

"If people find out, it will definitely ruin your reputation and Miss Jian's reputation?" Yan Yiming laughed at himself, "Are you afraid of ruining your reputation, or Miss Jian's reputation?"

Jian Yuyan suddenly felt that he had nowhere to hide.

Yan Yiming sat in front of the bronze mirror, and slowly took off the hairpins one by one, her voice was sad and sad,

"If you let others know, Miss Jane's reputation will be ruined, but you never thought about what kind of reputation I would have if I followed you but was raised outside. You just feel that Miss Jane has been wronged, but have you ever thought about it? The most wronged one is actually me. It’s just because of my low status, I’ve been used to being looked down upon since I was a child, and I’ve been used to being wronged since I was a child, so you also think that it’s okay for me to be wronged even a little bit..."

Jian Yuyan wanted to say that was not the case, but she didn't know how to refute it.

From the very beginning when he fell in love with Jian Yuer, Jian Yuyan never cared what others would think of him, and now he doesn't want others to know, just because Yuer doesn't like it or not, he is sorry for Yuer, if he hadn't been tempted, Yuer would have Will not be frightened.

But for Yan Yiming, she is an actress, and Jian Yuer and Jian Yuer have been at an unequal position from the very beginning.

The status is low, and it has become a habit to be looked down upon by others. The reputation is not good, so it doesn't matter how bad it is. He always feels that he gave her everything, and she should be grateful and ask for nothing.

"People who have never been hurt can't bear to swipe lightly, but people who are used to being hurt can't arouse even the slightest bit of pity even if their skin is torn." Yan Yiming smiled wryly, tears rolled down his cheeks and stained his face. With makeup on, his voice was already choked up and he muttered,

"Everyone is like this, and so is you. You, like them, have never really thought highly of me. Why did I believe your words and call you safe?"

How could I believe you?

Why did I call you Zi'an?

The hand holding the teacup suddenly seemed unsteady.

Jian Yuyan's heart ached hysterically when she heard Yan Yiming's words.

His and Yan Yiming's start was too bad, bad start, bad process, but there was an unexpectedly good ending. Jian Yuyan was satisfied with everything Yan Yiming brought him, but only today did he realize that even if the ending was well-decorated, the process was already riddled with holes.

But he clearly loves her.

Except for Jian Yu'er, he had never loved anyone so much.

During this time, he even felt that he liked Yan Yiming more than Jian Yuer.

Jian Yuyan suddenly felt very confused. He really wanted to be nice to her, really wanted to be with her, wanted to hear her call him Zi An, and he kept the jade pendant that Yan Yiming gave him by his side all the time. Yiming, but why is there always only Jian Yuer who protects her.

I don't know when it started to rain outside, the sound of the rain was dripping, Yan Yiming's voice was mixed in the rain, but it was still clear and scary,

"Miss Jian doesn't allow me to enter Jian's mansion, Miss Jian doesn't allow me to stay in this plum garden, and if one day, Miss Jian doesn't even allow me to stay in the capital."

Jian Yuyan's heart jumped suddenly, because not long ago, Jian Yu'er cried and begged him to send Yan Yiming away, and he slowly said in a hoarse and uncertain voice, "Yu'er...wouldn't be so unreasonable."

"Even if she is unreasonable, you won't think it is unreasonable, just like you asked me to leave Meiyuan for no reason." Yan Yiming laughed mockingly, and continued, "I will not leave Meiyuan , I will be nothing if I leave the plum garden, not even an actor. I am not as good as Miss Jian, but I am not shameless. If Mr. Jian also thinks that I am shameless, then...you don’t have to come again ..."

"A Ming!" Jian Yuyan stopped sharply, how could she say such heartless words!

Yan Yiming was held back by him, but she couldn't complete the sentence in the end. She turned her head and glanced at him, with endless despair and unwillingness in her eyes, she clenched her hands and tried her best to prevent herself from crying,

"Do you know how lucky I was to have this face at the beginning, and how much I hate my appearance now," tears rolled down my eyes, "If I didn't resemble her so much, I wouldn't have to lie to myself that what you said was actually true. It's not what I said."

After finishing speaking, Yan Yiming entered behind the screen as if he could no longer bear it anymore. After a while, the little girl came out and said timidly to Jian Yuyan, "Mr. Jian... the girl said that she will not serve you tonight, so you should go to the next room ..."

Jian Yuyan ignored her and stepped out of Yan Yiming's room. It was raining outside, and the rain soaked her cheeks and clothes. After a long time, Jian Yuyan suddenly laughed miserably.

Those words are really all for you.

If possible, I also hope that you and Yu'er will not look so similar.

Yan Yiming slowly washed off the makeup on his face, and unsatisfiedly looked at the bronze mirror to reduce the swelling of both eyes. Little Apple glanced at the window and reminded her, "Jian Yuyan left without an umbrella, it's raining Woolen cloth."

"Let him shower, sober up," Yan Yiming didn't move, "I can't see what I really want in my heart, the feelings are like this, and the same is true for the throne, since I can't make a choice, then force him to make him have to do it." choose."

Little Apple was curious, "How do you force it?"

"You'll know when the time comes," Yan Yiming smiled, "By the way, is there anything in your place that won't hurt me?"

"Don't let you hurt?"

"Well, it's something that doesn't hurt even if someone cuts it."

"No need, can I help you close your senses?"

"It can still be like this, it can't be better", Yan Yiming clicked his tongue, looked out of the boiled egg in his hand, and called the girl beside him to give Jian Yuyan an umbrella.

When Jian Yuyan was about to walk out of the plum garden, she was finally caught up by the girl, who said that Yan Yiming asked her to bring the umbrella over.

Jian Yuyan's eyes moved slightly, and she turned her head to look at the direction where Yan Yiming lived for a long time before she clenched the umbrella in her hand and got on the carriage.

Jian Yu'er didn't sleep well all night, and her eyes were a little swollen from crying after waking up in the morning, but after waking up, she heard that Jian Yuyan went back to Jian's Mansion last night and didn't stay overnight in Meiyuan, so she immediately felt relieved.

"real?"

"Really, the young master is still at the mansion right now."

Jian Yu'er was overjoyed, and quickly asked her to dress up.

Why did my brother go and come back yesterday, he said he would solve it, so he went to Meiyuan yesterday just to solve it and not to live there?

Since it has come back, does it mean that it has been resolved?

Jian Yu'er jumped to find Jian Yuyan, entered Jian Yuyan's room and smelled a faint smell of medicine, and found that Jian Yuyan's complexion was not very good today, pale.

Jian Yu'er stepped forward with some worry, "What's wrong, brother?"

Jian Yuyan looked up, but did not put down the pen in his hand and said, "It's okay, I accidentally got caught in the rain last night."

Having said that, Jian Yuer remembered that it seemed to be raining last night, and it happened that the girl came in with the medicine, and Jian Yuer took it and handed it to Jian Yuyan, saying casually, "Who told you to go to the plum garden? Since it's raining, the actor..."

Speaking of this, Jian Yuyan frowned, and Jian Yuer opened her mouth, "...what's wrong?"

"She has a name."

Jian Yu'er's eyes widened suddenly. She thought it was Jian Yuyan who had finally made it clear to the actor, but her brother's tone was much more irritable than yesterday, and it was even more shameful than before that someone said something bad about her. She couldn't accept it for a while, "She What does it matter to me to have a name..."

"She's the one I like, Yu'er, and I don't like it when you call her that."

Jian Yuer looked at Jian Yuyan in a daze, and it took a long time to be unsure, "Brother, you said you would handle this matter, how are you going to handle it..."

"I'll take her home."

"…what…"

Jian Yuyan put down the pen in his hand, looked at Jian Yuer and said seriously, "There are so many people in Meiyuan, and I don't want her to get close to others. It is safest to take her back to the manor."

Jian Yu'er never thought that Jian Yuyan would come up with such a solution after thinking about it all night. She was so shocked that she didn't even know what to say, and finally said indiscriminately, "What if it is still known by outsiders?"

Jian Yuyan thought a lot about it yesterday, but now that she has thought it all through, she doesn't think this is a big deal.

"At the beginning, I had selfish intentions towards you, so even if others found out, it would only hurt me but not you. What's more, the one who cleans up will clean himself up. Besides, people's words are not as scary as you imagined, Yu'er. Mr. Jiang already knew about it but didn't say anything."

Jian Yuyan has never said so clearly, and Jian Yu'er has never been so clearly desperate.

She felt that something important was really taken away by others this time.

She will never be found again.

Jian Yu'er walked out of Jian Yuyan's study almost stiffly, not knowing what to think or say.

She didn't dare to tell her parents, after thinking for a long time, she finally remembered Jiang Yi, she lifted her skirt and was about to go out, but happened to bump into someone from Xiang's mansion delivering something.

The boy at the door asked what it was, and the girl said bluntly that it was a painting given to their girl by Mr. Jian, and the girl asked her to send it back.

Jian Yuer suddenly stopped when she heard the word girl, and she ordered someone to bring the painting over and open it, her already extremely poor face turned blue with anger.

She has seen this painting before, in Jian Yuyan's study.

At that time, she was still wondering why she hadn't seen the dress in the painting, and why she accidentally got red spots at the end of her eyes, but now she suddenly understood everything.

What Jian Yuyan drew was not her at all!

What he drew was that actor!

No wonder Jian Yuyan didn't give this painting to her, no wonder Jian Yuyan's expression was wrong that day, Jian Yu'er trembled uncontrollably, and finally couldn't help it anymore, put the painting in the hands of the janitor and put it in the direction of the plum garden. go.

The little servant looked at the painting and couldn't understand it, so he had to be notified to see Jian Yuyan.

Jian Yuyan was silent for a while after receiving the painting, and then asked him what the girl said.

"I didn't say anything," said the young man, looking up at Jian Yuyan, who looked at the painting carefully and frowned, thinking that something had been accidentally damaged, so he hurriedly explained, "Miss Shicai wants to see this painting, and she gets angry when she sees it." Throwing it on the ground in a rush, maybe it was accidentally broken..."

Jian Yuyan raised her head in an instant, "Where's Yu'er?"

"I don't know...Miss got into the carriage and went east."

The pen in his hand fell on the snow-white paper, leaving a mottled mark, Jian Yuyan ignored his weakness, and strode out of the study to the direction of Meiyuan.

"What if Miss Jane doesn't allow me to stay in the capital?"

"Yu'er is not that unreasonable."

The words I had with Yan Yiming yesterday were still in my ears, but Jian Yuyan couldn't guarantee that at this moment, he left in a hurry, never in such a hurry.

Crossing the long street and stepping into the plum garden, Yan Yiming had been waiting for Jian Yuer for a long time when he was about to arrive.

Seeing this face again, Jian Yuer still found it unbelievable because of its too similar appearance, but when she saw the room full of traces of Jian Yuyan, she lost her mind again.

She said she promised to give her a lot, as long as she can leave the capital.

Yan Yiming looked up at her and laughed, "I won't go."

"why!"

"Because I love him," Yan Yiming looked into Jian Yu'er's eyes and laughed, "Money, how can it be more important than Shang Zi'an?"

"You...what did you call him?" Jian Yuer's fingers were trembling.

"Zian, he asked me to call him that."

Zi'an is Jian Yuyan's name, and Jian Yuyan asked her to call him Zi'an? Yan Yiming's deliberate guidance, and the momentary anger that swept over her made her unable to suppress it anymore. When Jian Yuyan stepped into the courtyard, she heard Jian Yu'er's sharp voice, "Why are you!"

"You will harm him," Jian Yuer said with a trembling voice, "he will marry a wife, a lady from a famous family in the capital, and you will cause him to lose a good marriage. If you let others see you, you will cause him to be punished by countless People scold you, you shouldn't appear in front of him at all, your face shouldn't be..."

Suddenly, Jian Yu'er screamed, and Jian Yuyan hurried over with a shudder in his heart. The moment he stepped in, he saw the scene inside.

For the first time, Jian Yusheng lost his mind.

Yan Yiming held the hairpin in his hand, the supposedly beautiful cheek was cut by the sharp golden hairpin, blood slid down from the cheek and dyed the snow-white skin red, in an instant, only dazzling red eyes remained.

"Now, it's not like that anymore."