Xiaolou listened to the wind and rain all night

Fengyue Pavilion is completely closed.

It's not a temporary closure, it's a closure that will never open again.

The government posted a notice stating that Hua Shang, the owner of Fengyue Pavilion, assassinated the imperial court official and committed suicide in prison.As soon as the notice was posted, it was circulated throughout Jinling City.

People are discussing in the streets and alleys, how can such a good little girl kill people?More people are sighing, it's a pity to lose such a good Fengyue Pavilion.

During the Ching Ming Festival, there were many rains, the sky was covered by dark clouds, and it was raining again in the south of the Yangtze River.

Even though the rumors were spreading in the streets and alleys, Yan Yunyou still didn't know about it.Because he went to the bamboo forest in the west of the city early in the morning.

Going west from Jinling City, some farmers passed by, holding cows and holding umbrellas, their feet still stained with fresh mud from the rice fields.Further west, you can see a green bamboo forest.

The rain drops on the bamboo leaves make a tick-tock sound.Some bamboo shoots seemed to have absorbed spiritual energy overnight, and they jumped up a lot.It is a green full of vitality.

Two teenagers holding oil-paper umbrellas walked quietly one after the other.

After entering the bamboo forest, and walking further inside, you can see a tomb.It is said to be a tomb, but in fact it is just a tomb.Today is Ding Ruo's death day.

Sang Ning also stopped talking nonsense today.Yan Yunyou felt uncomfortable, and so did he.Ding Ruo can be regarded as his half mother.

New soil has been added to the grave, and someone has been there.

Yan Yunyou put the oil-paper umbrella aside, and gently stroked the words on the stone tablet.

In the tomb of the first mother Ding Ruo, the son Yan Yunyouli.

When he touched it, he felt uncomfortable.Thinking about how much my mother had done for that man, she even broke up with her family.Now there is only this lonely grave.So his hands became more and more forceful, and blood was already oozing from his fingers.

"Yunyou!" Sang Ning hurriedly pulled him away.

Yan Yunyou knelt on the ground, mourning in her heart: "Mother! The child is unfilial, six years of revenge have not been avenged, the child is unfilial, the child is unfilial!"

Sang Ning held an umbrella for him, her eyes became hot, and she was almost about to cry.

"If you avenge her, you are really unfilial!"

The cold words came from behind, Yan Yunyou didn't move, but Sang Ning turned around and said in surprise: "Uncle?"

This person looked to be only 28 or [-] years old, and his expressionless face was particularly handsome, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, but the whole person was too cold, colder than a knife, colder than rain.

He is Song Ling, who came from the same school as Gu Xiaotian Mo Zhuzi, Gu Xiaotian's junior junior brother, and Yan Yunyou's junior junior uncle.This person has a weird temper, and he doesn't get along very well with his fellow apprentices.As a senior brother, Gu Xiaotian naturally didn't follow suit, but he couldn't control the two seniors.

Gu Xiaotian wields a three-foil sword, which is full of strange changes. Few people in the world can catch his sword.Mo Zhuzi doesn't like to practice martial arts. He has studied the medical books of his mother since he was a child. He is very talented and famous for his medical skills. Song Ling is a genius. He is not good at medicine and martial arts. He is very handsome, but the three brothers and sisters can only count him as handsome.

Ding Ruo is the junior sister of Gu Xiaotian and Mo Zhuzi, and also Song Ling's senior sister. She broke up with her father because of Yan Qingyuan. When she was alive, Yan Yunyou didn't even know that her master was his mother's senior brother.

Yan Yunyou knew long ago that the new soil was definitely added by these uncles, and few people knew that Ding Ruo was buried here.Gu Xiaotian has disappeared for many years, Mo Zhuzi stays in Lin'an City and rarely comes back.Only this little uncle has been living in Yandang Mountain, never far away.

"Little Martial Uncle," Yan Yunyou didn't even turn his head, "No matter how unfilial Yunyou is, she can't let go of revenge for killing her mother."

Seeing that the two of them were about to quarrel, Sang Ning didn't dare to intervene, she drooped her head aside, not daring to speak.

"Okay, okay!" Song Ling laughed back in anger: "You have a backbone! It really is your mother's son!"

Song Ling knew that it would not be that simple if the court was involved in this matter. He looked at Yan Yunyou, distressed and angry at the same time, and pulled Yan Yunyou up in the past and said: "You don't have to worry about revenge. Let a Song Ling can't do this for the child to take revenge."

Yan Yunyou's heart felt hot, and she raised her head to look at Song Ling, her eyes still moist: "Uncle, are you...willing to help me?"

"I'm not helping you, I'm helping myself." Song Ling let go of his hand, still coldly. "I know you will come here today." Song Ling looked at him sideways, "I know everything that happened to you these days, including that Xuanyi."

Yan Yunyou's face paled, she was not sure how much this little uncle knew.

"In front of your mother's grave, I won't talk about revenge." Song Ling turned around and said, "I can't control you anymore when you grow up. But you have to know that even if I stop you, it's for Hello. Everything is slow today."

He still didn't want to embarrass Yan Yunyou too much in front of Ding Ruo's grave.The rain was not too heavy, and Song Ling's dark blue robe was soaked. He walked slowly towards the outside of the bamboo forest: "Your temper is very similar to your mother, but it is too hard and will break. If you have something to do, go to Yandang The mountain is looking for me."

Song Ling left, Yan Yunyou knelt down again, and Sang Ning was also watching quietly.In the bamboo forest, there is only the rustling sound of rain hitting bamboo leaves, and someone crying in the distance can be heard vaguely.

Pedestrians want to die.

Yan Yunyou didn't cry, the man didn't cry easily.

Someone came on horseback, and the sound of hoofbeats was heard, but Yan Yunyou couldn't hear it.Sang Ning came to his senses, turned around and said, "Mr. Xuan, why are you here?"

Shen Yixuan went to find Yan Yunyou early in the morning, and Liu Dunru told him that today was the anniversary of his mother's death, and asked him to come to the bamboo forest in the west of the city to have a look.He hurried over.

Shen Yixuan jumped off his horse and said to Sang Ning: "Butler Liu said you are here, I'll come and have a look, you go back first."

Sang Ning looked at Yan Yunyou, a little embarrassed.Every year Yan Yunyou would stay for a long time when she came here.

"I'll guard him here, don't worry. Go back and ask Butler Liu to prepare hot water." Shen Yixuan took Sang Ning's oil-paper umbrella and supported it for Yan Yunyou.

Sang Ning sighed, picked up the umbrella on the ground resignedly, took another look at Yan Yunyou, and went back first.

Yan Yunyou still didn't move, as if she didn't know that someone was coming or someone was leaving.The two stood and knelt until the rain stopped.

Shen Yixuan felt that the time was too long, but in fact it was only half an hour.He looked at the man kneeling on the ground, feeling distressed for a while, and stretched out his hand to pull him, but his hand was cold.

"Stop kneeling!"

Yan Yunyou seemed to have recovered, and broke away from him, knelt for too long, and staggered a little.He took a few steps back, with sadness on his exquisite face: "You don't understand, you don't understand. If it wasn't for saving me, my mother wouldn't die, she wouldn't die."

Shen Yixuan looked at Yan Yunyou like this, and thought of his own plan, he couldn't bear it, he took two steps forward, hugged Yan Yunyou and said: "Your mother loves you so much, if you die, today is so painful It's her." He ignored Yan Yunyou's wet clothes and gave him a gentle hug: "Go back, you've been here for too long, your mother will feel bad when she sees you so sad. "

Yan Yunyou seemed to have been sucked out of strength all at once, and his body went limp, Shen Yixuan quickly helped him up.Yan Yunyou stood up straight, stunned for a moment, as if he had made up his mind, he turned his head and kowtowed three times, saying: "Go back."

The two of them rode the same horse, and Shen Yixuan drove Yan Yunyou back to the mansion at full speed.It was almost noon, and Liu Dunru was not too surprised when he saw them coming back.

"My lord, the hot water is ready, you can take a bath first." Liu Dunru felt relieved when he saw that Yan Yunyou didn't seem to be feeling well except for his pale face.

"Well, Uncle Liu, serve tea to Young Master Xuan." Yan Yunyou looked a little tired: "I'll go take a bath first."

Shen Yixuan looked at his thin back leaving with a little worry, feeling mixed feelings in his heart.What kind of person is this?

He rushed over early in the morning, wondering if Yan Yunyou's leg injury had healed, and wanted to come over to have a look, but learned that today was the death day of Yan Yunyou's mother.When Shen Yixuan rushed to the bamboo grove, seeing that man kneeling in the rain, the softest part of his heart felt inexplicably aching.

He should be very concerned about his mother's death, and he should also hate his father.He always thought that Yan Yunyou was as plain as water, but in fact he was not. It turned out that he was also a normal person.

When Yan Yunyou came out again, Shen Yixuan had already changed many cups of tea.

He just took a bath, his long black hair was not dry yet, he was wearing a loose robe, and there seemed to be a faint fragrance of grass and trees on his body.Shen Yixuan felt that this kind of him was like an ink painting, he looked sparse and elegant, and the smoke and clouds were clear and clear, no matter how hard it was, people couldn't get tired of looking at him.

Yan Yunyou has calmed down a lot.He sat on the chair next to him, and said to Shen Yixuan: "In the bamboo forest today, I was rude."

Shen Yixuan was suddenly a little inexplicably angry, angry that Yunyou was so out of touch.He is obviously a very close person, but somehow he made him feel a lot of distance.

"It's okay, no matter how rude you are, I've seen it before." Shen Yixuan pointed out something, and was not surprised to see Yan Yunyou's complexion. He secretly scolded himself, feeling a little regretful in his heart, and smiled again: "I'm with you Just kidding."

Yan Yunyou knew who he was, so she had no choice but to say: "You came here early in the morning, you must not be talking to me."

"Then you are really right." Shen Yixuan slapped the table and stood up, walked in front of Yan Yunyou and said softly: "It's okay to meet each other, don't come to Chang Sijun."

Yan Yunyou didn't expect him to speak so unrestrainedly, felt his face heat up, lowered his head slightly, and said, "Mr. Xuan is just too idle."

Shen Yixuan looked at his red ears in a good mood, remembered the busy business and asked, "Is the injury on your leg healed?"

"It's all right."

"I know that today is the anniversary of your mother's death. Butler Liu told me. You..." Shen Yixuan paused, feeling a little powerless to say anything, so he could only say: "Don't be too sad. I regard you as a bosom friend, and How old are you, I...I am willing to take care of you too. "

It was extremely difficult and clumsy to say these words, how could the dignified Fifth Prince be able to coax others.

Yan Yunyou understood, and he replied: "The most difficult and painful time has passed."

People are always optimistic, Yan Yunyou still doesn't know that there will be more difficult and painful things in the future.

Shen Yixuan was suddenly a little sad, sad that he didn't get to know Yan Yunyou earlier.

"Master Xuan, that little guard of yours came to ask you to go back. It seems that there is something wrong." Sang Ning came in after speaking.

Yan Yunyou turned her head slightly and said, "You go back."

Shen Yixuan secretly scolded Qin Zhiyang in his heart, but he also knew that Qin Zhiyang would not disturb him if he had nothing to do, so he had to leave.

Of course, Qin Zhiyang didn't dare to ruin his master's good deeds. He risked his life to come here because there was a more important matter, the second prince Shen Yihan would arrive in the south of the Yangtze River soon.

##### Hahahahaha, I'm so sorry.Yesterday I was determined not to get out of bed, and I wrote enough for [-]. Well, what I wrote yesterday was about the same as [-], except that a zero was missing.