Zhong Qing always paid attention to Yi Jian. When she saw him walking out, she turned around first and found He Anyuan kneeling beside the eldest wife, taking care of her, without paying attention to Yi Jian. At this time, she quietly stood up and followed
Yi Jian left...
Yi Xin's death made everyone in the Yi family busy.
The courtyard is full of people, both inside and outside, and everyone is very busy.
Yi Jian left alone. Xu Ang, who had been following him, didn't know where he went at this time.
His pace was slow and lazily, and many young ladies and maids passing by couldn't help but stare at Yi Jian.
Although everyone did not dare to raise their heads and look at Yi Jian openly, some people still blushed quietly.
Naturally, Zhong Qing who followed Yi Jian was ignored by everyone.
Yi Jian was so happy that after walking out of the eldest wife's yard, she naturally found a side road.
Zhongqing followed him, walking quietly.
Zhong Qing looked at Yi Jian's back. His steps had always been in the same style, especially comfortable. Apparently, he didn't notice that she was following him at all.
Ever since she won her father's favor since she was a child, she has always been by his side.
As for my father, who was naturally romantic, he was marrying five women, and there were many other women who had no status, which was simply countless.
In such a big yard, countless women are vying to fly up the branches every day and become phoenixes.
Therefore, she has seen countless scenes of women...charming...men since she was a child.
And every time, his father did not dodge.
Yi Jian did not return to her hometown, but walked to a pavilion on the mountain behind Yi's house. There were no lights there and it was very dark. Fortunately, there were bright lights everywhere in Yi's house, and there was some faint light there.
He was wearing a white suit and stood there upright. He didn't do anything in reality. He just stood silently for a moment. I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. He glanced at the direction where Zhongqing was standing, and then he
Then he sat tiredly on the stone chair in the pavilion, slowly lay down on the stone table, closed his eyes, and fell asleep lazily.
Zhong Qing naturally knows that the young commander likes to sleep, and whenever the young commander sleeps, he will sleep for an hour.----