At night, Chen Qingyun leaned against the window and pondered. Sometimes when he recalled the past life, it seemed like he had a big dream.

She looked at her hands on the window ridge. Her skin was fair and delicate, her fingers were slender and full, and her nails showed a light pink luster. However, in her previous life, these hands were withered and shriveled, with frostbite and calluses on her fingertips, and there were scars on the back of her hands being bullied by a maid.

Those dark tortures and pains will be engraved in my heart forever.

Han Yu flashed to her and said softly: "Miss, it's already late at night and the wind is cool."

Chen Qingyun was stunned for a moment, she closed the window, turned to look at Han Yu: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Without her instructions, he appeared rashly. I guess he had something to say.

But Hanyu just stared at Chen Qingyun for a long time and said nothing.

Chen Qingyun frowned in confusion, his clear eyes seemed to ripples on the lake surface, his red lips were pursed together, and he quietly waited for Han Yu to speak.

Han Yu's heart felt a dense pain like a needle. He looked respectful and thoughtful. He held something wrapped in cloth in both hands and handed it to Chen Qingyun's eyes.

Chen Qingyun reached out to take it, opened the soft brocade outside, and inside was a hairpin.

The tail of the hairpin is carved with a pattern of auspicious clouds, and a moonstone is inlaid on it. The surface of the gem has a delicate and soft feeling like fog glass, revealing a faint light blue luster.

This hairpin is exquisitely crafted and valuable at first glance.

"Miss, this is the gift I want to give you." Han Yu suppressed the bitterness in his heart: "I'm leaving."

Originally, I was going to give it to her on the day of the wedding ceremony, but I was stopped by Yicui at that time. If I don’t give it to me now, I’m afraid there will be no chance in the future.

In order to buy this hairpin, he privately asked someone to take over the assassination mission. Although he suffered a little injury, fortunately he gave enough money.

Now that he finally sent the hairpin to Chen Qingyun's hand, Han Yu's heart was filled with joy.

"When will we leave?" Chen Qingyun was a little surprised when he heard this, but soon returned to peace. After all, she had expected that the year had arrived almost.

"If the lady agrees, I will leave tonight." Han Yu looked at Chen Qingyun's face, swept her eyebrows and eyes carefully, trying to imprint her firmly in his mind.

"Where is the cold wind?"

"With me, I'm waiting outside at this moment. Does the lady have something to explain?"

Chen Qingyun looked at Han Yu. His face was colder than a year ago. His figure seemed to be much taller, with a sense of oppression invisibly and his temperament was more calm and powerful. The black night clothes made most of his body hidden in the dark, but there seemed to be some light in his dark eyes, which made people feel at ease at first glance.

She sighed in her heart, shook her head with a faint smile at Han Yu, then got up and walked into the cabinet, opened the third cube on the left, took out the box inside, opened the lowest cube on the bottom, took the things, and then walked back to Han Yu.

"No, this is your contract to sell your body with Han Feng, you can tear it off." Chen Qingyun blinked, with a strong smile in his eyes.

Han Yu's expression was complicated, and his ear tips were a little red. He took the contract for sale but did not tear it off. Instead, he folded it and placed it carefully inside the collar of his chest.

Chen Qingyun handed him a small box again. Han Yu opened it and saw it, and was a little shocked. There were fifty silver notes with a denomination of one hundred taels inside.

"I know that your identity and Hanfeng may not be simple. I can't help anything other than money. Take it away. No matter what you want to do, it's always good to bring more money on you."

Chen Qingyun said sincerely: "Hanyu, thank you for your hairpin. I like it very much. In the future, protect yourself."

Han Yu suddenly turned his back to Chen Qingyun. He had a lot to say and a lot to ask.

For example, he wanted to ask, Miss, what else can I do for you?

Miss, can I call you Qingyun when I see you goodbye?

What kind of man do you like? Can you not get married soon?

Miss, will you be reluctant to leave me, and will you...

But he didn't say a word of these words after all. The choking in his throat suppressed all the impulses. He knew that he was not qualified to make a promise to Chen Qingyun now, and did not dare to hope that Chen Qingyun could wait for him to come back.

In the end, he only left a silent back and disappeared in front of Chen Qingyun's eyes.

In the thick night, Han Yu finally looked back at the room where Chen Qingyun was. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and there was a trace of tears at the corners of her eyes, which were soon replaced by indifference and tenacity.

Han Feng stood behind him in silence. After so long, there was a turnaround. They could also take off their disguise: "Master, let's go."

Han Yu nodded. There would be no Han Yu and Han Feng in the world anymore, and their figures disappeared into the night sky.

The next day, while Yi Cui was washing Chen Qingyun, she noticed that she looked a little tired: "Miss, have you not had a good rest during the night?"

When Pearl heard this, he came over with concern.

"Nothing happened." Chen Qingyun picked up the jewelry in the makeup box and suddenly found that the jade whistle given by Han Yu was still hanging on his wrist.

She carefully took the jade whistle from her wrist and put it in the dark compartment of the box.

Looking at the jade whistle, Chen Qingyun sighed indecisively: "Just tell you, Han Yu Hanfeng is gone, and Hanqing and Hanshuang will take over their positions in the future."

Yicui paused her hand, who was combing her hair, and asked in disbelief: "Leave? Where have they been?"

"I don't know either."

Zhenzhu didn't expect Han Yu and Han Feng to walk so suddenly, and said angrily: "Isn't it been a year? They are really not interested enough and they left without saying a word."

Although I don’t have much contact with each other on weekdays, I’ve been together for almost a year after all. After hearing this news, Zhenzhu still felt a little disappointed.

Chen Qingyun smiled: "I told me last night that Han Yu always felt a little emotional, and I just slept later."

Pearl also sighed: "Forget it, I hope they can be safe and smooth in the future."

Yicui just paused, and her subordinates kept combing Chen Qingyun's hair, then put on a thin layer of powder, and then returned to the room where she was resting.

She picked up the purse in her hand, embroidered the last bit of pattern, put away the stitches, picked it up and looked at it, and then sat on the bed blankly, tears flowing down her eyes.

After all, he didn't have time to give him the purse and thanked him for saving himself. Yi Cui thought of Han Yu, wiped off her tears, and stuffed the purse under the pillow.

Even if it was too late, I'm afraid he wouldn't accept it. After all, she could see that Han Yu only had the lady in her eyes.
Chapter completed!