Go back to ancient times to explore the case

Walking to the bustling street, Xie Yu'an saw a young man and woman with a good figure and good temperament among the crowd.She followed behind from a distance of several feet, and couldn't help gritting her teeth while watching.

Now He Yi changed into a golden robe and a jade crown on his head, talking to Yan Qingchuan who was beside him with a radiant spirit.Presumably it was just bragging about what he had learned outside the Great Wall, or taking the opportunity to secretly express his feelings.

"Hey, girl, do you want to buy a fan or not?" the owner of the fan stall urged.

Xie Yu'an immediately took out the copper plate and handed it over, then covered his face with a round fan and continued to follow.

After following for a while, He Yi was a sergeant, so he was still alert. He looked back, narrowed his eyes and said, "Why does it always feel like someone is following us?"

Yan Qingchuan also looked back, and saw a woman squatting with her back facing them in the corner of the street, squatting and playing marbles with a few children. She couldn't help but smile slightly: "My son is overhearted."

He Yi turned his head and continued walking with Yan Qingchuan.

On Xie Yu'an's side, because she was focused on two purposes, the marble in her hand was bounced off by her, and she didn't know where it went, causing the three children to cry.

She took out a piece of silver, "Don't cry, don't cry, I will compensate you." After saying that, she got up and chased in the direction of Yan Qingchuan and the others.

When the figures of Yan Qingchuan and He Yi appeared in her line of sight, she suddenly saw a team of seeing off relatives appeared in front of her. The team was mighty and mighty passing by the main road in the city. It seemed to be some high-ranking official and noble in the city. After distributing wedding candies and red envelopes, the common people rushed forward, squeezing He Yi and Yan Qingchuan who were walking upright.

He Yi stretched out his hands to hold Yan Qingchuan's shoulders and stood still, then quickly withdrew his hands and asked with concern: "Are you all right?"

Xie Yu'an, who was not far away, clenched her fists tightly, she gritted her teeth and said, "Master Yan, do you need your help? Disciple, bastard, bastard..."

The two quickly crossed the procession to see off their relatives and went forward again.

Xie Yu'an thought that He Yi couldn't go on like this anymore, he made her unhappy, and she had to trip him up a bit.

She rolled her eyes and cast her gaze on a theater troupe by the street.

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"Qing Chuan, I was the one who was talking about it just now, so tell me about recent events. I heard that the capital is not peaceful these days, and His Royal Highness actually... hey." He Yi shook his head slightly.

Just as Yan Qingchuan was about to speak, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a fortune-telling booth diagonally ahead.

The fortune-teller was thin-skinned and tender-skinned, and he looked young, but he had a bearded face. When the two looked at each other, the fortune-teller immediately said in a low voice: "Ah, this girl and the young master Seeing that you have a good relationship, why don't you let the old man do the math for you two."

Yan Qingchuan held back his smile, and said lightly, "My lord, do you want to take a look?"

Just now, He Yi talked with Yan Qingchuan about the frontier fortress, or a little bit about all kinds of novelties on the street, but the other party seemed to lack interest. He would take the initiative to mention something of interest, so how could he refuse? Next: "Let's see."

The two went to the fortune-telling booth and sat down. He Yi stared at the fortune-teller's shining eyes, and asked doubtfully, "Sir, why do you look familiar? Didn't we meet somewhere?"

Xie Yu'an stroked his beard and said, "Young master, don't use such a vulgar pick-up scene on this old man, right? This old man is over fifty years old this year, so I really don't have the good fortune to accept the young master's favor."

When He Yi heard a woman chuckle, he said awkwardly: "No, of course I didn't mean that, sir, you misunderstood."

Xie Yu'an ignored him, and turned to Yan Qingchuan: "Miss, do you want to read palms?"

"Okay." Yan Qingchuan responded softly, rolled up his sleeves, and put his hands on the table.

Xie Yu'an took the opportunity to hold up the back of her hand, as if he was carefully observing the lines on Yan Qingchuan's Yingbai palm, "The lines here are clear and long and slender. The girl will surely live a long life in this life."

Xie Yu'an pointed to another line in Yan Qingchuan's palm, and said in a serious manner: "The sky line signifies marriage. I see the trend of this line, girl. You have met your destiny."

Before Yan Qingchuan could speak, He Yi on the side became excited, and even changed his address, "Master, you...can you tell who this destined person is?"

Xie Yu'an said indifferently: "I'm sorry, my lord, this matter is related to the secret marriage, and it must not be revealed easily."

Unwilling to give up, He Yi stretched out his hand, "Then master, take a look at the palmistry for me to see how my marriage is going?"

Xie Yu'an glanced at him in distaste, and said directly without even getting started: "The old man looks at the master's palm reading." She paused, clicked her tongue, and then shook her head again and again, with a look of secretiveness.

This made He Yi even more nervous, he quickly asked: "What does Master mean?"

Xie Yu'an said solemnly: "My son's palmistry, there is a calamity in his life, and it is the marriage calamity!" As she said that, she tapped He Yi's palm, and began to talk nonsense in a serious manner: "Look at you, the three lines of heaven, earth and people are chaotic and intertwined." Miscellaneous, fine lines are cumbersome, and there is a tendency to break, it is because this marriage line blocks the development of other lines."

Xie Yu'an asked confidently: "Young Master, is there someone you like right now?"

He Yi was taken aback by her, and nodded numbly.

Xie Yu'an said again: "Let the old man guess, the person you admire is your childhood sweetheart, isn't it?"

He Yi's complexion became even worse, and he nodded heavily.

"That girl should be an official, her rank is not low, and her main task is often to fight those vicious gangsters, isn't she?" Xie Yu'an said with a slap in the face.

He Yi's white face turned pale, and he couldn't speak a single word.

Xie Yu'an smiled knowingly, and then gave a solution: "If you want to break this marriage disaster, you need to stay away from this girl, the farther the better, otherwise, sooner or later, you will implicate your relatives and affect your family's official career."

"Okay, no matter how many old men there are, I can't say anything. Please go back, both of you."

He Yi stood up in a daze, but was stopped by Xie Yu'an, "Ah yes, young master, the total is 20 taels of silver."

20 taels of silver According to palmistry, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a sky-high price, but to He Yi, it is just a drop in the bucket. Right now, he is so traumatized that he will not care about this outrageous price. He takes out two ingots of silver from his pocket and puts them on the table. On the table, he said sadly: "Qingchuan, let's go."

Xie Yu'an put the silver in his arms, feeling relieved, and at the same time couldn't help feeling that this little prince was stupid in the military camp, it was really a lie.

Afterwards, He Yi didn't speak again, presumably it was due to the battle between heaven and man in his heart, whether he was risking his future for Yan Qingchuan, or giving up the person he had admired for many years for the sake of his family.

While thinking about it, the two walked to Fengyuan Pavilion, and the young servant came up to meet him: "Please, please."

After He Yi reported his name, the servant welcomed them to a private room on the second floor more respectfully.

After He Yi took his seat, his face was dark. After a while, he seemed to have made up his mind. Just as he was about to express his firm determination to Yan Qingchuan, the door was pushed open, and a young servant with red lips and white teeth bowed into the room and gave them Start the appetizers.

He Yi originally planned to wait for the boy to retreat before speaking, but unexpectedly the boy stood by the table after serving the dishes, with no intention of leaving.

He Yi said displeased: "Back off."

Xie Yu'an looked at his nose, nose and heart, and replied honestly: "The small one is the servant who is arranged by the shopkeeper to serve the first-class box, and he should serve the guests and officials all the time."

He Yi was impatient: "I said no, back down!"

Xie Yu'an cursed a few words in his heart, turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Yan Qingchuan lightly, "Stay here."

When Yan Qingchuan opened his mouth, He Yi naturally couldn't say anything more. He pointed to a corner of the box and ordered: "Go and stand over there."

Xie Yu'an pouted him secretly, and reluctantly went over to stand still.

Here, He Yi sorted out his mood, cleared his throat and said, "Qing Chuan, I've thought about what the fortune teller said just now, whether it's true or not, it won't affect my feelings towards you... .”

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a light voice: "Oh, miss you, don't just talk too much, this cold dish must be eaten while it's hot, ah bah, eat it while it's cold, it's our store's signature Woolen cloth."

Yan Qingchuan glanced at her, with a smile on his lips: "Really?"

The two looked at each other, each with a smile in their eyes, only He Yi was on the sidelines.

He was extremely displeased with his meal, and every time he was about to express his feelings, he was interrupted by the servant whether it was intentional or unintentional, but he wanted to maintain his image in front of Yan Qingchuan, so it was not good for a little boy. The servant lost his temper.

After the meal, he took Yan Qingchuan to wander around the city. As the sky was getting dark, Xie Yu'an stared at He Yi's back walking with his hands behind his back and scolded: "This guy is really cheeky, Mr. Yan has no interest in you both openly and secretly. Understand and pretend to be confused."

She raised her legs and was about to keep up with the two of them when a person jumped out in front of her. The person supported her arm and looked at her face carefully: "Xie Yu'an? Are you really Xie Yu'an?"

Seeing Mo Rufan's shocked expression, Xie Yu'an nodded quickly: "Enen, it's me, I have something urgent right now, so I'll talk about it later."

As he spoke, he was about to push Mo Rufan away to look for Yan Qingchuan, but Mo Rufan refused to follow her, and stopped her again: "Are you crazy?! Why did you slip in by yourself? Do you know the consequences? You really don't want to." dead?"

"For Yan Qingchuan, is it worth it?"

The last sentence made Xie Yu'an stop, she turned her head to look at Mo Rufan, her eyes were cold: "Speaking of which, you are the one who created Mr. Yan, so it's fine if you don't feel sorry for the characters in your own writing, and you want me to stand on the sidelines and ignore them?"

"Let me tell you clearly, it's worth it, Mr. Yan, everything is worth it."

Mo Rufan was stunned, and slowly let go: "I was just in a hurry, sorry."

Xie Yu'an ignored her, and chased Yan Qingchuan and the others past her.

Her mood became a little depressed after Mo Rufan mentioned it. The three-month period was like a knife hanging over her head. She could ignore it for a while, but she couldn't make it disappear.

She stopped slowly, and saw He Yi and Yan Qingchuan standing by the lake admiring the river lanterns, the river lanterns and the red lights on the shore interlacedly reflected on Yan Qingchuan's side face, blending into a warm light.

She was a little sad, feeling that she had already stepped on the road of separation from Yan Qingchuan, and every step she took towards the other party was also a step back.

Yan Qingchuan seemed to have sensed it, and turned her head to look over. Her eyes skipped the long lights, and there were many figures, falling on Xie Yu'an's face.

The distance was too far, she couldn't see the expression on Xie Yu'an's face clearly, but she could feel the faint melancholy lingering on him that didn't match her.

She opened her mouth slightly, and walked a little towards that side.

"Qingchuan, what's wrong?"

He Yi's voice made Yan Qingchuan turn around, suppressing the uneasiness in her heart, and replied flatly: "It's nothing."