Night gradually falls.

The lanterns in the main courtyard of Zhou Garden have been lit up.

The pot of dog meat was not finished yet.

First of all, some people don't have a good appetite at the moment, such as Yin Ruming, who is worried about his son's life and death.

Also like Xiaoqin who is concerned about her brother.

Yan Jidao didn’t eat much either.

He was worried because of Xiaoqin's worries.

Xiaoqin no longer seems to be afraid of the future, but she is afraid of the present——

If Xiao Wu fails to rescue her brother, who has lived with her for fifteen years, I'm afraid Xiao Qin will not care about the future.

Without Xiaojian, she probably doesn't need a future.

Under everyone's worried gaze, the lid of the coffin, which had been closed for more than two hours, suddenly opened.

Yin Ruming has already rushed over.

Yan Jidao also picked up Xiaoqin and stood in front of the coffin.

Li Chenan and others also walked over.

Xiao Wu stood up from the coffin.

His face was as pale as paper and he looked extremely tired.

The little sword is still lying in the coffin.

Xiao Wu looked at everyone and suddenly grinned.

This smile, in everyone's eyes, is more beautiful than the flowers blooming in spring.

"Beep, bab, bab..."

Xiao Wu was very tired, but very happy.

His eyes were still clean and clear, and the joy on his face made everyone feel at ease.

"My son...can he be rescued?"

"Is Brother Xiaojian still in danger?"

"Xiao Wu, how are you?"

Xiao Wu stepped out of the coffin, squatted on the snow, and wrote a few lines:

"There is no life-threatening danger."

"But it needs to be nursed back to health for at least half a year!"

"Don't disturb him."

"I am hungry!"

Before he finished speaking, Yin Ruming knelt down again with a pop!

Xiaoqin also broke away from Yan Jidao's arms at that moment, and she crawled to the ground!

They bowed to Xiao Wu!

This bow made Xiao Wu at a loss.

He dodged away, his expression suddenly anxious.

"Beep, bab, bab..."

He helped the two of them up and wrote a few more lines on the ground:

"No need to thank me."

"he is my friend."

"Friends, depend on each other for life and death!"

"Besides, he needs to rest, don't disturb him."

He closed the lid of the coffin again, looked at everyone again, shrugged his nose, and walked towards the pot of dog meat.

Yan Jidao raised his head and let the heavy snow fall on his face.

He let out a long breath, and when he lowered his head, he saw the smile on Xiaoqin's face that was almost exactly the same as Lu Fengling.

Xiaoqin looked at the coffin and then at Xiaowu who was devouring it. It was the first time she smiled so happily.

She already believed that her brother's life was not in danger.

She already knew her brother had a real friend.

Yan Jidao looked at that beautiful face, but his heart ached again.

He lowered his head and raised it after a moment.

He walked up to Li Chenan and suddenly said:

"After all, she is my wife in name. Go and help me bury her."

Li Chenan was slightly startled, "Her last words were that she wanted to be buried on the hill opposite the hut... Facing the hut, what do you think?"

Yan Jidao seemed not to have expected that Princess Liyang would make such a request. He thought for a moment and then sighed: "I must fulfill her wish once in my life."

"It's okay to just let her watch."

The two left Zhou Garden, and Yan Jidao held the body of Princess Liyang.

Li Chenan did not let Xiao Baozi and others go with him.

Because Yan Jidao only called him, maybe there were some things that Yan Jidao didn't want anyone else to know.

…

…

An old Panasonic.

A small new grave.

Yan Jidao added the last handful of earth to the tomb, looked at it for a moment, then turned and sat next to Li Chenan.

He pointed down the valley.

"The cabin you are curious about is right there."

It was already dark, and the hill was quite far away from the hut at the bottom of the valley. Even with the lantern in my hand, I couldn't see clearly.

"Actually, there are some records about you in the Imperial City Department's files."

Yan Jida said it was not surprising, but he still asked: "How did you say that?"

"You and the third Miss of the Lu family were childhood sweethearts."

"But Princess Liyang also fell in love with you... It is said that Princess Liyang glanced at you in the crowd on the Lantern Festival night of the first year of Zhaohua, while the lanterns were being lit upstream of the Yudai River."

"It was at that glance that Princess Liyang got to know you, and she will marry you only after that!"

"In the winter of the third year of Zhaohua, on the night when the Chehou Mansion was destroyed, you should have known the news before the incident."

"You went to the palace and then to the waiting room. You picked up Miss Lu San and sent her to Qinjian Villa."

"You and Qin Lin, the young owner of Qinjian Villa, are close friends!"

"After the Shangchehou Mansion was destroyed, in the autumn of the fourth year of Zhaohua, you married Princess Liyang... Changsun Jinghong believes that this should be the return you made to Princess Liyang or the Emperor when you entered the palace that night in the winter of the third year of Zhaohua.

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"If you marry Princess Liyang, the Emperor will let the third lady of the Lu family go."

"But you don't like Princess Liyang at all. On the wedding night, you didn't enter the bridal chamber, you disappeared!"

"In the early summer of the eighth year of Zhaohua, Qin Lin, the young owner of Qinjian Villa, married Miss Lu San... In the winter of the same year, Miss Lu San gave birth to a daughter, Xiao Qin.

"Only ten days after Xiaoqin was born, Qinjian Villa was destroyed."

Li Chenan turned to look at Yan Jidao and suddenly said: "You have a good brother!"

Yan Jidao had closed his eyes.

"Qin Lin has shouldered everything for you!"

"Their marriage is a fake, but the cover-up of the child in Miss Lu San's belly is real!"

"That child is yours!"

"Xiaoqin, she is your daughter."

"The person who destroyed Qinjian Villa was not Xi Wei at all, but... the enraged Princess Liyang!"

"You also know that Yan Zifu is not your son, so when you were in Kyoto, you didn't care about Yan Zifu's life or death at all, and you even hoped that I could kill him."

"This wind chime hut was built by you for Lu Fengling!"
To be continued...