Yan Cigui

 The moonlight is clear.

Lin Yuan stood in the yard with his hands behind his back, looking at the two sweet-scented osmanthus plants.

 The weather has turned cooler in the past two days, and the sweet-scented osmanthus is in bud, which is very interesting in the moonlight.

He and Shen Yun planted the two sweet-scented osmanthus trees with their own hands when they got married. They also buried wine in the ground under the trees, waiting to be taken out to taste when Yun Yan came out of the palace.

These stories, as well as many other old things, Lin Yue has told her daughter several times.

But no matter how many times he talked about it or how many times Lin Yunyan listened to it, neither father nor daughter would be impatient, they would only enjoy it.

 Between father and daughter, without the presence of "mother", he has to care appropriately, and occasionally he will appear distant, but they will never lack topics.

 It has been like this for more than ten years.

 It was during these days that Lin Yue vaguely felt that Lin Yunyan was avoiding him.

It’s not that I dislike it, let alone reject it. It’s hard for Lin Yu to describe it in words.

If he is a kid, he can deduce from the experience of people who have lived in the past. He is still a kid at the age of twelve or thirteen. He wants to be an adult and will not go against his father's teachings. But when he can avoid it, he can sneak away very fast.

After two years of beating, I have straightened myself out, and there is no need for my elders to chase after what is good here and what is short there.

 The one from his family is a girl.

 Speaking of which, he also has a sister.

When my sister was the same age as Yun Yan, her mother was by her side and her father was still alive. The eldest brother, Lin Yu, was just "like" a father and had never been a father for a day, so he was not sure if he really became a father.

"Father."

 A crisp voice came from behind.

Lin Yuan turned around and saw the tea tray in her hand, and said, "The tea is good, it smells good."

Lin Yunyan asked Lin Yu to sit down, poured a cup of tea and pushed it to him.

Lin Yuan picked it up and drank it.

Lin Yunyan took another drink.

 Drinking and continuing, silence flows between father and daughter, and only the fragrance of tea lingers on the tip of their noses.

As a result, Lin Yue became more and more confused about where to start.

However, no matter how hard it is to open the mouth, you have to say it. You can't let the daughter find a way to alleviate some situation between the father and the daughter, right?

"Yun Yan," Lin Yu said, "you have been a little different lately."

Seeing Lin Yunyan looking up at him, Lin Yu continued: "I supported your third uncle's business, pushed back the people from Duke Xu's mansion outside the gate, went to the flower party with Yunfang, and didn't let her be plotted by the Zheng family girl.

They are saying that your grandmother dared to speak harsh words. Your third aunt went to cancel the wedding ceremony and showed no mercy to Duke Xu's palace. I have also heard about what happened outside the palace gate today.

 It seems that they have changed a bit, but in my opinion, you have changed even more. "

 Quietly, Lin Yunyan asked: "Does father think it's not good for me to be like this?"

"I didn't say that," Lin Yu said, stroking the teacup. "I can't tell or assert whether these things are right or wrong, but I know that what you do must be what you think is right. I'm just curious. What happened? What made you change?"

Under the moonlight, Lin Yunyan’s long eyelashes trembled.

 There was no answer to this question, so she could only lower her eyes.

Lin Yue saw this in his eyes and pondered for a moment. When he spoke again, he came up with another question: "Yun Yan, if a person dies, will his soul still be alive?"

Lin Yunyan's breath froze.

 Why does the father ask this question?

"I think so," Lin Yue stretched out her long eyebrows and smiled gently, "Tell me, where will your mother be watching us?"

Lin Yunyan couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

"Maybe under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree," Lin Yuan considered the words, "I know that as the girl's family grows up, she won't tell her father everything, but you may be willing to tell your mother.

 When you want to say something, just stand under the tree and whisper it, and she will hear it. "

Almost instantly, Lin Yunyan's throat became sore.

Father is keen, he has noticed her emotions recently, and his father's love is also restrained. He does not force her to speak out, but just hopes that she will not keep it in her heart.

Lin Yunyan’s emotions come from herself. After opening her eyes in Cining Palace, she was able to accept many past experiences, good and bad, one by one, and seize the opportunity when she could again grasp it.

Even if she and Xu Jian were burned to death in the fire, she would not be afraid for long.

 Xu Jian's leg was not broken, and Xu Jian was the same as her. These two points alone made Lin Yunyan much more comfortable.

 The only thing stuck in her heart was "father".

 After my grandmother died of illness, the Lin family gradually dispersed.

 This was my father’s idea.

Even if Uncle Chengyi’s residence is gone and the Lin family has fallen into the dust, as long as their family is still together and still living in the capital, they will still be implicated sooner or later.

　　By that time, your life may not even be saved.

The eldest sister, who had been unable to return home with Li before and was forced to guard the Buddhist hall after the accident, escaped from Xu Guogong's mansion. Huang took her daughter to join her natal brothers.

The third and fourth houses also went their separate ways, just looking for a place to stay.

My father also left. He left for half a year and returned to Beijing for ten days. He left again without a trace.

Lin Yunyan could see what her father was investigating, but when she asked, his father just shook his head: "It won't be time."

 Later, she and Xu Jian were trapped in a small town in Guanzhong. Her father got the news from nowhere and came all the way to save her.

They had difficulty escaping. In the thick darkness, a stray arrow hit their father in the back...

By then Shen Chen had been killed, and Xuan Su went to explore the way ahead. Lin Yunyan pushed Xu Jian's wheelchair, while Xu Jian concentrated on pointing the direction. At the moment of escape, none of them noticed that their father had been hit by an arrow.

 After finally getting out of danger and meeting Xuan Su, Lin Yunyan saw the arrow.

 At this time, pulling out arrows for treatment will not have much effect.

With his last breath, my father told him all he had discovered.

“The Holy One is seriously ill and is recuperating in the Chengshou Palace. The government is controlled by the prince. Except for him, no one seems to see the Holy One. Even Prince Ping cannot enter the Chengshou Palace.”

 “The third prince has a close personal relationship with the King of Jin.”

“The prince most likely went to see the one from Yongji Palace.”

“Princess Derong is probably dead.”

 …

 Some of them are consistent with the information that Lin Yunyan and others have, and some of them are new knowledge.

My father only had time to explain these things and gave up at dawn.

And they could only bury him in a hurry and embark on the road to pursue the truth again.

What her father left to her was the grieving figure kneeling in front of her grandmother's bed, sobbing, and a pale face covered in blood and exhausted.

As soon as she recalled those two scenes, Lin Yunyan felt severely choked in her heart.

It was this kind of infarction that made her subconsciously avoid it and let her father see the clues.

“Don’t worry,” seeing her absent-mindedness, Lin Yu took a sip of tea, “You can say whatever you want when you want, and you can say whatever comes to mind. I won’t ask you to take the first prize.”

 In the imperial examination, you have to plan the layout, write articles, and chat with your parents, so why do you need to be organized?

Lin Yunyan chuckled.

She always wanted to let her grandmother speak directly, but now that it fell on her, she was speechless.

Does this count as "fear of being close to home"?

“I really want to take the No. 1 exam,” Lin Yunyan’s tone became more relaxed, “but I don’t have this opportunity.”

 Can't pass the exam, but can be the "second boss" of the top scholar.

Calculating the time, the cleaning of Lao Shi Alley should be almost done. She will go to find Chen Gui tomorrow.

 Go and dig for treasure.

 Two updates today, one more chapter to go. Allow me to slow down.

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