It was cold yesterday in Shahua on the other side

After thinking about it, Si Xuan felt that something was wrong with Lin Fengmian, and thinking about Yan Jian who had been restless for the past few days was even more strange. "Lan, help me find out about Fengmian, hurry up." Although Yu Qianfan never suspected Lin Fengmian's identity and told them not to pursue his identity too much, it seems necessary now.

After knocking on the door for a long time, there was no movement. "Jane, if you don't open the door, I will kick you. Don't come to find me to sleep with you."

"You're not serious." Yan Jian opened the door and sat down with her back to him.

"I'm not serious anymore, you're the only one who hates me." Si Xuan rubbed his chin on his shoulder and said sadly.

Yan Jian put her hand against his face, "Stay away from me."

Si Xuan sat on the stool, "Are you planning to be the eldest lady and stay in the boudoir at home?" He leisurely shook the teacup in his hand, Jane has been peeing like this since she was a child, and keeps everything in her heart, so she doesn't need to be forced to Never speak. "Jane, what's the matter with you these few days?"

Yan Jian turned to look at him, and saw that he put away his usual smile and looked at himself seriously, "I'm fine."

"Is it because of Fengmian?" Si Xuan asked tentatively.

"Xuan, what do you know?" Yan Jian held his hand.

Si Xuan lamented, and sure enough, "The people who attacked the ancient courtyard that day and night were the dead soldiers of Yaogu. Lan followed the people outside the city to Yaogu. Also, Feng Mian was captured by people from Yaogu last time. He has something to do with Yaogu. You've been avoiding Fan these few days, do you think I can't see it?"

"You are always so thoughtful." It seems that there is no need to hide anything from him. "A few days ago, I saw Lin Moxin and Fengmian meeting. They seemed to be brothers. Because too many things happened recently, I asked you and me to go to the ancient courtyard to guard. Who knew that they were really attacked, but I didn't Make sure who they are from. This morning, Xu Yang saw the two of them in Huainan."

Si Xuan rubbed his lower lip, "You're not sure and you're afraid of hurting Fan, that's why you've been in a daze these past few days, right?" Seeing him nodding, he continued, "I was suspicious at first, but I asked when I passed the medicine room. Qiu Zhi, Feng Mian had never been to Yaozhai, so he just thought of it. It seems that they met more than these two times."

"Xuan, I'm sorry, I didn't mean not to say..."

Press his head, "You have your own thinking about what stupid things you say. I love you because of how much you have endured and licked your wounds alone for so many years." Jane must have had a hard time these years, and she would rather he go far away , don't have to face so much.

"Xuan, I've been in pain for a long time, don't worry too much about me." Yan Jian smiled faintly, at least he and Fan are still friends, and she still has a reason to stay by his side.

"What if Fengmian really betrayed the other side?" Si Xuan touched his cold hand, went to take a robe and put it on him.

Yan Jian looked at him blankly, "I don't know, if possible, I don't want Fan to get hurt."

Embracing him to the bedside, "Get a good sleep first, I'll figure it out." Cover him with the quilt, "Looking at how thin you are, you don't care about me but I care, take a good rest."

Yan Jian didn't want him to worry too much, so she closed her eyes obediently.

Si Xuan didn't leave the room until he confirmed that he was asleep.It's better to ask Feng Mian, he doesn't want Jane to torture himself like that, Jane is as important as Fan in his heart.

"Si Xuan? Why did you come here?" Lin Fengmian was a little surprised, thinking that he had asked Wan Qiuzhi about his whereabouts today, and his heart tightened.

"Where's Fan?" Seeing that Qian Fan wasn't there, Si Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Fengmian poured him a cup of tea, "I said I went out on something, did I have something to do with him?"

"Feng Mian, I'm here to look for you." Seeing his shaking hands, Si Xuan became more convinced, "I don't ask what kind of relationship you have with Yaogu Lin Moxin, but if you plan to betray the other shore, It's better to rein in the precipice. You don't want Fan to be disappointed with you, do you?"

The blood on Lin Fengmian's face faded, and she didn't fall down on the chair until Yan Jian left.If I let Fan know that he has done these things, I will not get his forgiveness.He didn't want or want to leave Yu Qianfan.Clenching his fists tightly, Lin Fengmian looked at the dagger in the box and made a decision.He couldn't let Yu Qianfan know.

Long Lingyue tapped his fingers on the wooden table, "With Lin Moxin, it is naturally impossible to snatch the Guqi picture on the other side. It seems that I captured Lin Fengyue for nothing." Lin Moxin procrastinated, and it must be the end of the road.

"Then you want to kill him?" Tang Kongyi looked at him with interest.

"I'm not that stupid. It's not worth it to be directly hostile to him." Long Lingyue didn't want to do business at a loss, and spent a lot of effort to catch Lin Fengyue. Even if he was sent back, it would still be a problem. .

"Then what do you want? Lin Moxin can't get the ancient pictures of Medicine Valley. After all, Lin Fengyue is not so obsessed with those stubborn old people in Medicine Valley."

"I know this, otherwise, why would I want to use his hand to snatch the Gucci pictures on the other side? It's just a pity that I can't find anything. I hurt a lot of people and robbed Lin Fengyue." I still miscalculated, If he killed Lin Fengyue, he would be making enemies with Yaogu head-on, and he would not get any good results.

"Pharmacopia? How about letting him exchange that." Tang Kongyi suggested.

He snapped his fingers, "Good idea."

Qi Shahua was grinding in the study, "Fan, why do you want to paint at this time."

"You forgot, whose birthday is it in a few days?" Yu Qianfan didn't stop the brush in his hand.

Qi Shahua's head flashed, "By the way, it's Brother Yan's birthday."

"Back then we agreed to spend our birthday together. This is an agreement. I owe five paintings. I don't want to miss this year again when I'm free now." Yu Qianfan wrote.

Qi Shahua looked at the half-finished painting, "Sure enough, Yu Qianfan, you still have some talents."

The corners of Yu Qianfan's eyes twitched, "What does it mean to have some talent?"

"It's just that he has no strengths other than painting." Qi Shahua shook his head.

"What do you know, brat. If it weren't for my brilliant talent, I wouldn't be able to attract Mian." Yu Qianfan snorted softly.

Hearing Lin Fengmian's name, Qi Shahua didn't argue with him again.

"Hua, are you bored? I'll take you out to get some air." Chen Mohan knew what was going on in his mind, and led him out of the door without waiting for his response.

Yu Qianfan yelled, "Qi Shahua, you haven't finished grinding for me yet, come back to me!" Yu Qianfan looked at the painting depressedly, "Forget it, let's work on our own."

"Worried about him?" Chen Mohan squinted at Qi Shahua who was looking sad.

"There's nothing to worry about Yu Qianfan." Qi Shahua met his smiling eyes.

"I didn't say who it was." He smiled narrowly.

Qi Shahua simply sat on the stone bench, "Why don't you worry? That guy looks heartless, but he really cares about everyone. Let alone Feng Mian. I've never been a hesitant person, but I don't want to hurt Yu Qianfan."

"I'm overwhelmed." Chen Mohan wrapped his arms around his neck from behind and leaned on his shoulder.

Qi Shahua said angrily, "What's the difference?"

"Oh? How is that different?"

"I'm not going to tell you." Qi Shahua glanced into the distance.

Chen Mohan didn't ask any more questions. Perhaps it was his biggest concession to allow himself to stay by his side.Hua, do you know that the person I don't want to hurt the most is you?Without opening their mouths, the two just enjoyed the quietness rarely.

As the sun sets, the orange sky is exceptionally beautiful.Setting sun, fallen leaves, autumn wind, who disturbs whose attachment?