Only his grandfather knows about Yin Weiyuan's existence. If Gong Jinxuan and other people know about it, it will make people know where Ye Yin is staying at the foot of Qilin Mountain, which is also a matter of safety.
"There hasn't been any news from Grandpa Yaoshi yet. Gong and Shen have been following us. They are looking for a place to stay when they arrive at Anlou. Since you and Grandpa both trust Gong Jinxuan's character, it doesn't hurt to ask them to stay. ." Leaning against the car window, Wei'er's voice was very thin.
"I'm just afraid of disturbing you." Ye Yin expressed his worry.
Once she returns to Yin Weiyuan, she cannot be dragged away. If she doesn't do it more secretly, people will definitely find out the clues. "Don't worry, they don't know my identity. Even if they want to guess, they can't guess it." ."
Ye Yin smiled softly, "If it were you in the past, you would have been extremely nervous at this time. Now that you are so calm, you have really grown up."
Wei'er smiled lightly and said nothing. Two years, even though it was a long time, had wiped out all her temperament. Besides, she had experienced the worst things, so if someone discovered that she had slipped, it would not be a big deal.
The senseless loneliness made Wei'er feel quite depressed.
The small town named Anlou has always had simple folk customs. Because it is not far from the spiritual realm of Qilin Mountain, it is very stable.
The two carriages drove into Anlou one after the other. They didn't attract many people's attention because they were used to it.
The carriage stopped at the gate of Yin Weiyuan, and everyone got out of the carriage one after another.
Wei'er stood at the door, looking at the three characters "Yin Weiyuan" and sighing.
"My dear brother, Mr. Shen, this is my stay here. The place is very simple. Please don't mind."
Faced with Ye Yin's politeness, Gong Jinxuan felt very sorry, "What are you talking about? Brother Ye can give the two of them a roof to protect them from the rain and wind. The two of them are very grateful."
"Come on, please come in."
As soon as you enter the courtyard, you will feel a delicate fragrance assail your nostrils. Take a closer look and you will see wintersweet blooming on the branches, complementing the white snow. It is really a clean and intoxicating scene.
Ye Yin called Wen Bu, the housekeeper who came to see the courtyard, and ordered Shen Gong and Shen Gong to be taken to the west wing, while he led Wei'er to Cunmei Pavilion.
When they arrive, they have sent someone to meet them, and now the room is ready.
A charcoal pot exuded blazing warmth in the center of the room, and fresh plum blossoms were inserted in several flower statues. The decoration of the room was as before, and Wei'er's eyes filled with tears when she looked at it, "Nothing has changed here. Look at the flowers on the window." That little scratch, remember, it was caused by me being angry with you and throwing the flower statue at you."
Ye Yin smiled warmly, like the quiet moonlight. "Thank you for remembering."
Wei'er nodded, "I remember. Brother Yin, I'm sorry, Wei'er was too willful that day."
Ye Yin looked at Wei'er sadly. In the past, Wei'er would never have apologized to him so sincerely. Wei'er changed and became as sensible as his heartache.
"Don't say these words." Ye Yin walked up to her, held her hands and said, "Have a good rest for two days, and I will arrange the future."
She would have a good rest for two days, but the 'future events' made her heart break in vain. "You are tired too, go and rest. I am very tired and want to sleep for a while."
Ye Yin nodded and left.
Wei'er sat on the edge of the bed, her hands involuntarily covering her lower abdomen. All her thoughts made her uneasy.
Does she really want to abandon this child? This is the child that Qi Mingye wants so much! But why did Qi Mingye hurt her so deeply?
Little Lingdang jumped on the bed and rubbed Wei'er's hand. Wei'er held it on her knees and put it down. She was heartbroken when she looked at the yellow ribbon tied by cinnabar around its neck.
The figure of Qi Mingye floated in his mind, and tears fell endlessly. Wei'er leaned on the bedside, covering her lips and nose and crying until she was exhausted.
Ye Yin outside the door looked up at the sky, his cold and handsome face was full of sadness and anger, his sleeves and fists were clenched, hating that his original joke had caused Wei'er such pain.