Dream Hua Embers Records

The gate of the Lingering Garden is locked, and a seal with a jade seal is pasted on the door. A small door with a square foot is opened in the center of the door on the right for delivering food and water, and a larger door is opened under the door on the left. The small door is the passage for Gong barrels and other filth to enter and exit.According to the law, only one door could be opened, but Yan Qihao knew that Yan Yin was so clean, so he made an exception for him outside the law.The guards guarding the gate were sent by the clan's mansion, but they were all taken care of by Yan Qihao, and they just turned a blind eye.

Yan Yin has always been indifferent, preferring to be quiet but not moving, so she is not uncomfortable with this kind of prison life.There is no shortage of daily expenses, but there are slightly fewer servants to serve.In addition to drawing the style pictures of Mingchun Garden, Yan Yin spends her days reading and painting, living a very happy life.

No matter how busy or tired Yan Qihao is, he will come to Lingering Garden every day to visit Yan Yin.Yan Yin always had to pull Yan Qihao's hand through that small door to diagnose his pulse.Then just kept holding hands and gossiping about family affairs, refusing to let go.

An Shuyu also came here often, but Yan Yin and him had been together as master and slave for eight years, now they were adopted father and adopted son, it was a bit awkward, there was too much respect in their speech, not enough intimacy, it seemed to be born out of place.

Dai Zihe was busy with work, so there were few visitors, but every time he came, he always stayed for half a day, and the examination of Yanyin medical skills was an indispensable part.If Yan Yin's response was wrong, Dai Zihe would still grab his hand and hit him, exactly the same as before.

Yan Yi has already gone to the Divine Blessing Army, and she can only go back home to visit Yan Yin once a month.

On the other hand, the little Wuyan boy came here very frequently every day.Before Yan Yin was imprisoned, she taught Yan Tong half a year, and found that Yan Tong was indeed very similar to herself. He was very smart, but he didn't like serious learning, he only liked miscellaneous learning.So Yan Yin didn't stick to him, let him study by himself and give advice from the side.Rain or shine, Yan Tong would come here every day, with his two little hands on the small door, and talk to Yan Yin, he would always stay for an hour, every time Yan Yin repeatedly persuaded him to leave.Yan Tong's mouth is very sweet, and everyone likes the guards and guards. Everyone is looking forward to the arrival of this quirky child every day.

Yan Yin's indifferent and elegant, gentle and courteous manner also conquered these guards who were constantly changing defenses like a revolving lantern.From the imperial decree, everyone didn't know what mistake Yan Yin made, so they felt a little bit sorry for him.

Spring goes and autumn comes, and winter is already deep in a blink of an eye.

The drawings of Mingchun Garden have been finished and handed in, and Yan Yin is concocting paints again, preparing to present this newly built Forbidden Garden in the form of a large landscape painting as a gift for Yan Qisheng's fiftieth birthday.

"Mr. Sanlang! Mr. Sanlang!"

One day, there was a knock on the door and an urgent call, which was the voice of Brother Die.

Brother Die'er's elder brother Kang Lu also suffered from tuberculosis, so it was inconvenient for him to be brought to the residence, so Yan Yin rented another house for the two brothers.In order for Brother Die to have time to take care of his elder brother, he was arranged to work at the back door at night, and he was not allowed to follow him in the Lingering Garden to serve him personally.

Yan Yin heard Brother Die's voice panicked, and hurried to the door in three steps abreast.

Outside the small door, there was Die Geer's sweaty, panting face.

"Mr. Sanlang, something happened to the third prince! I don't know what happened. He was slapped more than 100 times by the emperor. Go and have a look!"

"What?!" Yan Yin's eyes darkened, and she could hardly believe her ears.

"Don't ask so many questions, tell me on the way, hurry up!" Brother Die said while grabbing Yan Yin's hands to drag him out of the small hole, "Quick! Those two guards have already been distracted by me. , come back as soon as you speak, I will support you, you get out from here!"

Brother Die saw that Yan Yin was at a loss, and urged, "Hurry up, squeeze out with your shoulders slanted, as long as your shoulders can come out, your body will be fine!"

Brother Die dragged Yan Yin out of the back door and got into a black-covered carriage that had already parked at the back door, and he let out a sigh of relief.

"What's going on?" Yan Yin asked eagerly, holding Brother Die's hands tightly.

"I don't know." Brother Die shook his head, "The second prince died in battle. I heard that it was related to the third prince, so the emperor hurriedly ordered the third prince to come back, and ordered a severe beating as soon as he came back. My brother was seriously ill recently. For treatment, I only found out when someone from the third prince’s mansion came to see Mr. Dai. They said that after more than 100 sticks, he was almost dead... I came to you in a hurry as soon as I got the letter, thinking of you and The third prince is so good, even if he risked his life, he would definitely be willing to see him one last time."

"Thank you! Brother Die, thank you!" Yan Yin grasped Brother Die's hand tightly, shaking her lips, and couldn't stop thanking her.

"Mr. Sanlang, you are really killing me like this. You have treated our brothers with great kindness. Even if we are smashed to pieces, we will not be able to repay your kindness..."

"What's wrong with your brother? Is there nothing my master can do about his illness?" Yan Yin asked.

Brother Die shook his head, "Tuberculosis and Crane's Knee Disease are both terminal illnesses. It is God's blessing that they can be delayed until now... Thanks to Mr. Sanlang, my brother has been blessed for half a year..."

After getting out of the carriage, Yan Yin rushes into the room all the way, pushes open the door, and suddenly sees a mass of bloody human figure lying on the ground, Yan Yin's eyes go dark, she almost falls, she hastily stretched out her hand to hold the door frame, and then she is able to hold on stature.

"Third brother..." Yan Yin approached cautiously, her mind was in a trance, as if she was in a nightmare.

"Yin'er, you came just in time! Go change your clothes, tie up your hair, clean your face and hands, and you come to heal your third brother."

Hearing Dai Zihe's voice, Yan Yin noticed that there were two other people in the room, one was Dai Zihe, and the other was a tall and tall boy, both of them were wearing brand new plain white jackets with rolled up sleeves, It must have been ready to heal Yan Ting's wounds.

Yan Yin suddenly noticed that Dai Zi and his left arm were splinted, hung from his shoulders by a gauze belt, and there was also a scar on his neck.

"Master! What happened to you? Who hurt you?" Yan Yin asked in surprise.

"There is a patient in the Huimin Department who suffered from insanity and suddenly broke out to hurt others. Master was injured by him in order to protect other patients." The tall boy replied.

"Master?" Yan Yin was a little bit disappointed when he heard the young man calling Dai Zihe to be his master.

"This is my new disciple, Lu Qing. According to the order of entry, you should call him Junior Brother. A few days after entry, I hurt my hand, so I had to pull him over to help. You came just in time. You have been entry for a long time, or Come on and play it safe."

Yan Yin wanted to ask about Dai Zihe's injury again, but before she could open her mouth, she heard Dai Zihe whisper, "What are you waiting for? Your third brother's injury doesn't wait for anyone else, do you want to be beaten again?"

Yan Yin blushed, and quickly started to prepare, but Lu Qing stepped back knowingly.

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