After a long silence, Shen Heng walked towards her and slowly pulled down the bed curtain.

As time passed by, the moaning gradually became smaller and smaller, until it turned into the sound of steady breathing before the bed curtain was lifted again.

Except for his slightly messy shirt, Shen Heng was the same as when he came in, with a cold face. Based on this, no one knew what happened in the tent just now.

Outside the room, looking at the lights in the room that suddenly went out, Zhiyi suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

But the sound of climbing through the window the next second made her immediately nervous. She looked sideways and saw a tall figure passing by under the moonlight, and she saw the man giving her a sharp glance.

Zhiyi was almost frightened and screamed, but when he came to his senses, the man had already disappeared.

Recalling the cold eyes that glanced at her just now, Zhiyi pursed her lips and shuddered involuntarily, but her heart dropped.

When Ye Qingwan woke up the next day, as she expected, she completely forgot about what happened last night.

She sighed deeply and called Zhiyi to freshen up.

As if forming a tacit understanding, Zhiyi did not mention the person he saw last night in front of Ye Qingwan, because they all knew the identity of that person.

Several days passed like this, with Ye Qingwan busy with the things at hand. During this period, Ye Qingchen didn't ask any more about the previous things, and even the number of times he appeared in front of her was reduced a lot.

Ye Qingwan felt vaguely uneasy, but had no choice but to deal with important matters first, and then look for an opportunity to explain to Ye Qingchen.

As for the love poison, every night after the poison hit her and she became unconscious, Shen Heng would come to help her ease the pain, although she wouldn't remember it the next day.

But this is actually not bad for her. After all, it is not a good thing worth remembering. It is better to forget it, so as not to make her feel ashamed every time she thinks about it.

"girl."

Ye Qingwan raised her eyes when she heard the sound, and found that Zhiyi's expression was obviously a little awkward.

"What's wrong?"

Zhiyi sighed first and turned her gaze to the window, as if looking at something through the window. Ye Qingwan followed her gaze and saw that there was nothing except an old tree covered with snow.

"Did the girl have a fight with the eldest son? Zhiyi felt a little strange when she bumped into him several times." Zhiyi said slowly after a moment.

Ye Qingwan frowned, observing Zhiyi's expression, and found that the girl was actually a little scared. She asked, "But what did my brother say or do to you?"

"No, no!" Zhiyi shook his head, and his voice became smaller and smaller: "That's right. Every time I bump into the eldest son, Zhiyi finds that his eyes are very scary, as if he wants to eat people."

Ye Qingwan was stunned for a moment, feeling a little unbelievable.

So exaggerated?

You should know that Ye Qingchen would never show contempt for the servants in the house, especially those close to her.

This made Ye Qingwan hesitate to talk to Ye Qingchen first.

But she really can't spare any time now.

After thinking for a moment, Ye Qingwan suddenly stood up. When she came back, she had already changed into a set of plain clothes that she would wear when going out.

The informant commented: "Young lady, are you going to see the eldest young master?"

Ye Qingwan raised her collar and slowly walked out the door, "No." She said as she walked, "Go and tell him, come to my room and wait for me in the evening."

"good!"

Looking at the little girl running in front of her, Ye Qingwan slowly exhaled, suppressed the complicated emotions in her eyes, and raised a helpless smile.

Those who didn't know thought Ye Qingchen had bribed her.

All joking aside, Ye Qingwan knew that Zhiyi was so excited because she probably didn't want to see her and her brother continue to stalemate. Although she didn't know the reason why they became like this, she still hoped that she and her brother could return to the way they were before.

The way we get along is warm and beautiful, not like now, where we keep avoiding each other and make the innocent people around us suffer in vain.

Not long after, Ye Qingwan went out. The weather was pretty good today, there was no more snow, and the sun was shining, adding a rare touch of warmth to the severe cold.

She thought about going out early today to finish the things over there, and then come back early to talk to Ye Qingchen.

So Ye Qingwan put on her hood and quietly left the mansion through the back door.

After dodging again and again, and walking on the almost deserted path, Ye Qingwan slowed down.

Ye Qingwan lowered her head and continued walking forward, when suddenly a pair of silver-edged white boots with cloud patterns appeared in her sight.

She stopped suddenly, lost her center of gravity, and leaned forward.

Ye Qingwan felt bad and didn't want her arms to be held firmly by someone suddenly, so she didn't fall.

She quickly withdrew her arms, subconsciously pulled her hood down again, lowered her head and hurriedly thanked him before preparing to avoid this person and continue on her way, but unexpectedly——

"Why is Miss Ye so anxious to do it?"

An all-too-familiar voice sounded in my ears, but the tone was so gentle that it made people's hair stand on end.

Ye Qingwan's whole body seemed to be nailed to the spot. She raised her head blankly, feeling as cold as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

But when their eyes met, Ye Qingwan's pupils shrank suddenly, and then her eyes went out of focus, and her expression changed from unconcealable horror to numbness.

"Be good, come here."

He stretched out his hand as if extending an invitation to the girl.

The voice was so soft that it was almost sweet.

Ye Qingwan walked stiffly towards the young man in Tsing Yi who smiled softly and warmly.

Walking up to the young man, Ye Qingwan raised her hand to put it on his palm.

The young man narrowed his eyes with satisfaction, and the smile on his lips became thicker.

Just when Ye Qingwan's hand was about to fall on the young man's palm, another big hand with distinct knuckles grabbed her hand first.

The smile froze on his face. The young man raised his eyes. After seeing the person clearly, the gentle curve on his lips began to slowly dissipate and turned into an extremely sarcastic sneer.

Without waiting for the young man to react, the owner of the big hands hugged Ye Qingwan into his arms, then distanced himself from the young man and asked through gritted teeth: "Shen Xun, what do you want to do to her?!"

Hearing that the visitor called him by his first name and snatched away the person he was about to get, Shen Xun frowned slightly in displeasure.

"I have to say, Ye Yang, you are really just like my brother."

Shen Xun sighed and shook his head, taking advantage of the opponent's unpreparedness to pull out the hidden weapon from his waist and throw it quickly.

He smiled and said: "The same lingering ghost, the same annoying people."

By the time Ye Qingchen reacted, it was already too late to dodge, not to mention that there was someone in his arms, which greatly slowed down his speed.

As a last resort, he had no choice but to bear the hidden weapon alive.

The blood instantly dyed the surrounding clothes red. Ye Qingchen gritted his teeth and pulled out the hidden weapon that was deeply embedded in his flesh. He picked up Ye Qingwan and jumped to a nearby high place, quickly evacuating.

Seeing Ye Qingchen's retreating figure, Shen Xun raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and a hint of viciousness that was extremely inconsistent with him flashed through his slightly narrowed eyes.

"There is ample time."
Chapter completed!