Midnight time.

Jing Anbo and his wife were secretly sent out of the palace again, and Yan Jue also took off her men's clothes and returned to the uncle's house.

Except for the difference in height, even Xia Rong could hardly recognize the difference between the two daughters with their small faces.

Even after changing into women's clothes, the soft armor still stayed with her. The soft armor was so heavy that she couldn't even lift it. Seeing her daughter change clothes and put them back on easily made her eyes steam with heat.

In the small space of the carriage, candlelight flickered, and the atmosphere was stagnant for a time. Yan Juan held Xia Rong's wrist tightly and sighed softly: "The deceased is gone. Si'er has a destination. Ya'er does not need to live in retreat from others. Mother

Not happy?"

"How does he treat you?" Although Xia Rong accepted the reality, his heart was still bleeding and painful.

Yan Juan lay on her mother's lap and said softly: "Very good, maybe he will come to Beijing in two days."

Xia Rong stroked her daughter's hair and said heartbrokenly: "I married one, I recognized the other, and I will get married soon, and my family suddenly feels empty."

The one you marry is farther away than the other!

Yan Juan joked: "My mother suddenly gained two and a half sons. Didn't she gain an additional son?"

If Wang Mingye wasn't too annoying, he wouldn't have thought of letting Pei Yan get what he wanted so early.

Regardless of whether Shan Heng followed him back to Beiyong, it was annoying enough to reveal some oracle deeds to Wang Mingye intentionally or unintentionally.

This time I came back to confirm that the Shi family was safe, so I dared to go eastward with confidence.

Xia Rong pretended to be upset and asked: "Can it be calculated like this?"

She looked at her father and asked, "Father, can you tell me?"

"Yes, Juan'er said it all." Jing Anbo used the dim light to avoid his daughter's gaze and silently wiped his tears.

Countless regrets!

As soon as the carriage arrived in front of the uncle's house, the servants waited on the masters to enter.

Da Xuefu, who was a doctor with a keen sense, took over and noticed that the girl was completely different from the eldest daughter of the uncle's house. She was calm and elegant, and her strong inner spirit was hidden under the delicate appearance in front of her eyes. She guided her all the way back to Zhuji Garden with doubts.

Entering the boudoir, he was arranging the bedding. When he looked back, he was stunned for a moment. After integrating the memories from the day, Na Na asked: "Master?"

Yan Juan nodded lightly, raised a slight smile and said, "The look in her eyes is very good! But I always forget that the person behind me is not good at martial arts."

Well--

Shuangxue put her fists on her chin with her hands, looking at her with watery eyes, as if she was very happy to be scolded.

"Daxue, I was scolded by the master." Xiaoxue reluctantly turned her head and looked at Daxue before turning back, showing no displeasure at being scolded.

"Master, scold me too!" Daxue didn't expect to see the eldest girl!

What luck did they have today?

The corners of Yan Juan's mouth twitched, as if they had seen white dew on their bodies...

She forgot that the Pei family had only a few daughters, and even the maids were dignified. They must have grown up with all kinds of pampering!

Yan Jue decided not to get entangled and asked directly: "First of all, what is the current situation of the Wang family?"

"Every day, someone would enter Young Master Wang's yard and stay for two-quarters of an hour before leaving." Daxue reported with a calm expression, his eyes still filled with admiration.

Xiaoxue asked with uncertain eyes: "Will that young master really die soon?"

Yan Jue replied without any concealment: "Daxue is a doctor, so you can find a chance to check your pulse. I heard that many doctors can't figure it out."

"Really?" The doctor's instinct made Daxue's eyes shine.

Yan Yao nodded, held her sore forehead and smiled bitterly: "Xiaoxue, stop making the bed, just make the couch for me."

Ask her to sleep on Yan Si's bed?

She still had the scars of the fire in her heart. She never did anything she regretted, but she regretted it as soon as she stepped into the courtyard. She didn't know where she got the courage to decide to go back to this place tonight.

Daxue looked back at the girl in confusion, and said reluctantly: "It's cold on the bed! It might snow at night, how can the master bear it?"

Yan Juan didn't give her a chance to refute, she just took off the small table from the couch and put it on the floor. She got on the Arhat couch with an uneasy feeling, quickly put her clothes on and pillowed on the bed, shrank into her cloak, and said firmly: "That's it.

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It is easy to extend an olive branch, but it is not easy to sort out your emotions.

Shuangxue looked at each other and thought that the girl was not used to sleeping on other people's beds, so she didn't force herself any further.

I thought about closing my eyes, and then knocked on the door to greet Amber and his wife.

Seeing Yan Juan and Yi Luo sitting on the couch, the two apologetically didn't know what to say.

In this room, it is even more obvious that my daughter seems to have a hint of hostility. She had this kind of illusion when she was friendly in the palace.

Especially the flickering candlelight in the room was reflected on his daughter's face. For some reason, Jing Anbo was filled with heartache, as if he could see the flames burning on his daughter's body.

Lost and found again but there is a gap? This is the feeling of the two couples after discussing.

The two of them talked all the way and then came to the door of their daughter's room.

"Father and mother haven't been settled yet?" Yan Juan was busy gathering her emotions!

Xia Rong looked at her unfamiliar daughter and suddenly didn't know where to start and asked casually: "Are you still used to it?"

There was a lot of pressure in this room, so Yan Juan tried her best to smile, and decided to reply with dignity: "My daughter is not used to sleeping in Si'er's bed, it's okay! Just one night will be fine."

Xia Rong's concern and the crying outside the door collided in her heart. She really shouldn't have come back. This olive branch was given carelessly!

"What else do you need?" Jing Anbo looked at his daughter anxiously, not knowing why he was uneasy.

Yan Jue's eyes suddenly filled with enthusiasm when she asked this question. The same pictures overlapped, but different results resulted from different choices.

At that time, she stepped into this house for the first time and was determined to set fire to Yan Si so that she could marry him into the Wang family.

Just like tonight, in this room, there are not only the hearts of daughters who are waiting to be married, but also the hearts of parents who are waiting to be married.

Yan Si noticed that her belly was slightly bulging, but she didn't want to escape, so she just pulled her neck and killed her.

When the couple came outside the door, they saw that she was planning to burn Yan Si to death.

The twins died in front of them and the daughter who cannot survive has done something wrong. What should they do as a couple?

Jing Anbo rushed into the fire scene to rescue Yan Si, and slapped Yan Ao, who was almost crazy.

That slap shattered all Yan Juan's hopes. Her father closed the door and risked her death to protect the Jing'an Bo Mansion.

The mother's cries were accompanied by a fiery smile until the last moment.

What can she do? Blame the world for being unfair? Hate her parents for not loving her?

That was just a wrong choice! It also cost the lives of Nanny Ruan and Yinger.

Thinking of this, Yan Juan asked even more: "How are Nanny Ruan and Ying'er doing?"

Hearing her daughter's question, Xia Rong couldn't help but swallowed and said: "Mother Ruan is my mother's right-hand assistant. She is in charge of everything in the dining room of the mansion. Ying'er is also very good. Did she marry the manager of the mansion a few years ago?

Son, I just gave birth to a big fat boy."

The three of them chatted away from each other for another two-quarters of an hour, until the watchman knocked on his bamboo clapper to call out the third watch.

After Yan Juan was sent away, she kept looking back at her parents with a sense of sadness in her heart until she was in front of the hospital.

I lay down on the Arhat couch with my clothes on, and tried to fall asleep in this house full of sad memories.
Chapter completed!