Yan Cigui

Chapter 4 Who is not a sweetheart?

Lin Yunyan leaned against the Empress Dowager and listened to her saying "Don't be afraid" again and again.

The table in the middle had been pushed aside by the Empress Dowager some time ago so that she could hold the poor child tightly.

 In the situation just now, Lin Yunyan could not deceive the Empress Dowager, so she could only tell the truth, and her truth obviously misled the Empress Dowager.

Admittedly, this was her response. Seeing the Queen Mother so sad, Lin Yunyan still felt a little guilty in her heart.

She could not remember many events from her childhood, and one of them was the scene of the Queen Mother comforting her when she had a frightened dream.

The empress held her like this and patted her back again and again until she fell asleep again.

If there is anyone in the imperial city who sincerely cares for her and protects her, it is only the Empress Dowager.

For a moment, Lin Yunyan wanted to tell her nightmare, but the next moment, her reason stopped her.

How would she describe the experience that was more real than a nightmare?

How should she tell the old man in front of her that you only have six short years left in your life? If you close your eyes on your front foot, a fight will start on your back foot? The identity of the princess, the title of the Lin family, everything was reduced to nothing. She and Xu Jian were two trapped beasts in an increasingly smaller encirclement, and perished in the fire like her mother?

 She can’t say!

There is a mountain of things she can and should do, but "clarifying the truth to the Queen Mother" is not one of them.

"I'm fine," Lin Yunyan whispered, "I just felt uncomfortable when I woke up, but I'm fine now. Don't worry."

"Alas..." The Queen Mother listened to her soft tone and said, "The Ai family will ask someone to go to the imperial kitchen to get a bowl of honey smoothie. You have liked it since you were a child and laughed when you saw it. Wait until you go back and let the king Auntie will give you a piece of silver so that you can go to Fulu House to buy a box of snacks, which are the best. Little girls eat more sweets, and they will be in a good mood and feel good. "

Lin Yunyan couldn't help but laugh.

 The Empress Dowager has this kind of temperament.

It is precisely because of her noble status that she has all the good things, and giving her everything is like a reward, which makes her very boring.

 As a result, her way of expressing concern for the younger generation became more and more direct.

 Give good food and give money to buy good food.

Lin Yunyan would not refute the Empress Dowager's good intentions, so she nodded in agreement.

 The two of them calmed down.

 Soon, the honey ice was delivered.

A layer of honey and a layer of bean paste, spread on finely crushed ice, is a popular summer treat among the people in the palace.

This is also a taste that Lin Yunyan has not tasted for many years.

She and Xu Jian had to take care of the most basic clothing, food, housing and transportation with the money they had. Where could they spend on iced drinks and snacks?

Bite a spoonful and put it into your mouth. The crushed ice mixed with sweet honey melts on the tip of your tongue, making your mouth cool. Then, the cool sweetness flows along your mouth and moistens your throat and chest.

so good…

 She likes it like this.

　　It’s not that you can’t endure hardship, but that in life, you have to take the sweet path.

The Empress Dowager made a very reasonable point. If you eat more sweets, you will be in a good mood and feel comfortable.

Of course, it’s not limited to little girls.

 This time, when she lives to the age of the Empress Dowager, she will also eat more sweets.

After finishing the honey smoothie and hearing the Queen Mother say some common things, Lin Yunyan took the silver ingot that Grandma Wang handed her and left Cining Palace with Wan Yue.

 In the square outside the palace, the carriage of Uncle Chengyi's Mansion was already waiting.

Lin Yunyan got off the sedan in front of the palace gate and went to her carriage.

There was a sudden gust of wind. She turned her head to avoid it and saw a dozen people on the other side of the square.

　　Everyone was walking in a hurry, and she could only tell them from their clothes that they were palace servants and officials coming in and out, but she saw a familiar figure among them at a glance.

That's Xu Jian.

Lin Yunyan has never seen Xu Jian like this, Xu Jian standing and able to walk. The Xu Jian she knew was not good at walking, and because of his injuries, he was in and out of a wheelchair all the year round. As a result, various aspects of his body gradually changed compared with his health, which eventually affected his posture.

In my memory, Xu Jian once said to herself in front of the mirror that she was "a completely different person."

That Xu Jian was deeply remembered in Lin Yunyan's mind. That was the Xu Jian she should be familiar with, but now, she recognized another Xu Jian.

 Not suspicious, but certain. She even felt familiar.

 It’s incredible.

Xu Jian walked slowly and slowly, and a handsome young man beside him was dancing and saying something.

Lin Yunyan did not recognize the person's identity for a moment, but Xu Jian's outline became clearer in her eyes.

Compared with the Xu Jian who was motionless in the fire, the person in front of him had younger features and a more assertive expression.

 It makes sense.

Lin Yunyan thought that for Xu Jian, who was sixteen or seventeen years old, lameness was certainly a blow, but it would not be as annoying as having a broken leg and having to rely on a wheelchair. In the following years, waves of betrayal and conspiracy from all directions made him gradually lose hope.

While thinking about it, Xu Jian glanced towards this room and then looked away.

Just by looking at the movements, it was difficult for Lin Yunyan to tell whether he saw herself.

The carriage was already in front of her. Wan Yue set up the pedals and reached out to help her: "Princess, with such a strong wind, there may be a thunderstorm."

Lin Yunyan nodded and got into the car.

The footrests are put away, the curtains are put away, the handlebars are tilted on the frame, the whip is raised slightly, and the horse clicks forward, farther and farther.

"What are you looking at?" Xia Qinglue waved his hand casually in front of Xu Jian's eyes, "If you look so carefully, which company does it belong to?"

Xu Jian did not wave his hand, but only gave Xia Qing a sideways glance.

 He knows this young master very well.

Xia Qinglue was the nephew of the late empress. It was not his turn to worry about the family business, and he had no interest in studying or practicing martial arts. His hobby was playing with birds, listening to plays, and fighting crickets. Naturally, he was very popular with his elderly husband, Uncle Hou.

The elders in the family couldn't see that he was failing to live up to his expectations. In the past few years, they tried to force him out twice, but were stopped by the Holy Emperor, so they let him go.

In the past two years, even the Holy Father liked to hear him talk about the excitement outside the palace.

Xu Jian glanced at Xia Qing slightly, feeling bored and retracted his hand in dismay.

After taking two steps, he felt uneasy again. He lightly bumped Xu Jian with his arm and said in a low voice: "That is the Empress Dowager's darling. It's useless to look at her again."

“You can see so clearly, and you still ask me ‘Whose family do you belong to?’” Xu Jian clicked her tongue, “Who is not a sweetheart?”

Xia Qinglue was used to having a poor mouth, so he subconsciously wanted to say "You are not a sweetheart". Fortunately, he reacted quickly and swallowed it in one gulp.

This sudden blow made him cough.

While beating my chest, I was secretly thankful that I didn’t blurt out the words.

 He ​​loves to joke, but some things should never be said as a joke, especially between good friends, let alone saying something that hurts the heart and lungs based on the deep friendship.

Indeed, who is not a sweetheart?

 But after the old Duke passed away, no one took Xu Jian seriously anymore.

Even though you have your parents and brothers and sisters, it's not as good as being alone and having a clean life.

"It's hard to say," Xia Qing slightly calmed down and thought quickly to make amends for himself, "The male senior is getting married, the female senior is getting married, and the empress dowager's sweetheart also wants to marry, otherwise, you see A few glances, will it help?”

 Xu Jian:…

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