Recently, the sky is a little dark, and I don’t know if it will snow or rain.

Yan Xun'er stood on the Peach Blossom Bridge at the end of the Qili Peach Blossoms, looking at the market with calm eyes, noisy pedestrians, until a sudden figure came into her sight, the empty eyes were only condensed.

Holding an umbrella with bare hands, two other flowers on the oil paper umbrella are like blood, storm and turtle.

Yan Xun'er, holding an oil-paper umbrella, stepped down from the bridge and disappeared into the crowd.

Peach Blossom Bridge is not far from Jinxiu Village, and this Jinxiu Village is where women buy clothes. Since several new silk and satin shops have been opened nearby recently, there are not many customers in Jinxiu Village. As soon as Yan Xun'er entered the door, the blue crow color caught her eye.

And the person in the blue crow was nothing else, but the person who was saved by Ye Molan's life-extending Gu, Pei Chuan.

However, the one who was with Pei Chuan today was not Ye Molan, but Zhao Xiaotan mentioned by Ye Molan.

Yan Xun'er watched for a while and listened to the conversation between the two.

Pei Chuan hugged Zhao Xiaotan who was leaning in his arms and said pamperingly: "If you like it, buy it all. When you return to the mansion, you can wear it one by one for me to see."

Zhao Xiaotan kissed Pei Chuan on the face, but said disappointedly: "Forget it, if Sister Mo Lan sees it, you will have to trouble finding Luo'er again."

As she spoke, she twisted her waist and leaned tighter towards Pei Chuan. She wore a lilac butterfly in a flower skirt, making Yan Xun'er dizzy when she twisted.

Pei Chuan hugged Zhao Xiaotan's arm and sneered, "She can't live tonight." After saying that, he lowered his head and kissed Zhao Xiaotan's forehead. "I guess she would never think that doctor was bought by us until she died, so how could I be in danger of my life?"

Zhao Xiaotan looked up and said, "Actually, you can just scare her. At most, just get her out of the mansion after she is divorced. There is no need to poison her life."

Yan Xun'er couldn't see Zhao Xiaotan's face, and she didn't know how Zhao Xiaotan looked when she said this, but she didn't hear any guilt from her words that seemed to be guilty.

Pei Chuan brows tightly and stared at Zhao Xiaotan: "If I leave her alone, the Ye family would not give up! But if she dies, the Ye family will not blame me."

Zhao Xiaotan was stunned and then laughed sweetly.

Love has been the most difficult to understand since ancient times. Some people use any means to do it, while others seek life and death. However, in the end, they still have to obey the deep and shallow fate in the marriage chart.

The fate between Ye Molan and Pei Chuan is something that cannot be obtained without seeking, and the fate is shallow.

Yan Xun'er sighed rare and turned to Jinxiuzhuang. However, she left here, so she didn't listen to the words afterwards.

Zhao Xiaotan looked a little worried, "If the Ye family really found out Ye Molan's death, then what?"

"Even if the Ye family really found something, it wouldn't be us who had something to do." Pei Chuan smiled sly, "The last time she went to the Agarwood Tower, and the Ye family must know what was in the Agarwood Tower."

"Chenxiang Tower?" Zhao Xiaotan's eyes rippled and she said in shock: "She has been to Chenxiang Tower!" Pei Chuan glanced at Zhao Xiaotan and nodded, "And more than once."

Zhao Xiaotan's rouge-colored face was covered with whiteness.

Pei Chuan thought she was still worried that things would be exposed, so he hugged her arm tightly and comforted, "Don't be afraid. As early as Ye Molan went to Chenxianglou for the first time, I sent someone to stare at her every move. Since someone proved that the Ye family would not be unable to doubt us."

Zhao Xiaotan forced a smile, but her hands hanging from the hem of her clothes were so white that she was so white. Suddenly, she turned around and looked at the door of Jinxiuzhuang, her eyes full of panic.

"What's wrong?" Pei Chuan was shocked by her sudden action and looked at the door, but there was no one. "What are you looking at?"

There was no figure in the empty door, but Zhao Xiaotan's face became paler.

Pei Chuan nervously stroked Zhao Xiaotan's pale face, "Luo'er, what's wrong with you? Why is your face so ugly?"

Zhao Xiaotan was shocked by Pei Chuan's actions, and Pei Chuan was also shocked by her reaction, but fortunately she reacted faster. Before Pei Chuan could react, she smiled mischievously, "It's okay, it's okay."

Maybe she is too sensitive and rarely comes out of the building, so how could she come here?

After a steady and uneasy heartbeat, Zhao Xiaotan tightened her arms and hugged Pei Chuan's arm, "Let's continue to choose, there are still many good-looking clothes."

Pei Chuan raised his hand and pinched Zhao Xiaotan's nose, and said pamperingly: "Okay."

After leaving Jinxiu Village, Yan Xun'er did not return to Chenxiang Pavilion, but went to the mansion.

It was still early in spring, and there was only a peach tree in the back garden of the mansion. Although the flowers were blooming, they seemed a little lonely.

Under the peach blossom tree, the chaise longue was shaking gently. On the chair, a white-haired man lying with his eyes closed, or heard the sound of footsteps, slowly opened his drooping eyelids.

The originally dull eyes were brightened, and a smile was whispered on their wrinkled face.

Yan Xun'er did not go to see the person on the chair, but walked towards the lush peach tree, and then broke the lush peach blossoms and sniffed them, "This tree of peach blossoms is very refreshing."

"This is what he planted after we got married." The wrinkled hands twisted the petals on the clothes, and the corners of the lips covered with age lines raised. "This year is its first time in full bloom."

Yan Xun'er turned around and handed the peach blossoms in her hand to Ye Molan, who had already passed away, and said, "It will bloom too much and will only wither faster."

Ye Rong's hand that went to take Huazhi was stunned, and then smiled and said, "As long as it blooms, it's just a matter of time."

"Is that right?" Yan Xun'er smiled lightly, turned around and walked under the tree, and her plain white fingers streaked across the slender branches, "But if so, the flower has never bloomed."

As the words fell, the wind blew, and the falling flowers rolled up and poured her into it. Under the gorgeous petals, the eyes on the chair were confused and it was difficult to wake up.

When Yan Xun'er walked out of the fallen flowers, the wind stopped in the sky and the flowers fell in the dust. She stared at the person on the chaise longue and looked solemnly: "Ye Molan, do you regret it?"

Ye Molan looked at her with a smile, smiling wildly.

But what can regret?

When Yan Xun'er walked past Ye Molan, she blew a light words in her ear. She stopped and looked at the recliner, but Ye Molan closed her eyes and felt relieved on her face.

"Thank me?" Yan Xun'er's lips held a hint of mocking: "It's a pity that what I gave you is not a beautiful dream."

After Yan Xun'er left, the courtyard returned to a quiet place. There were only a few remaining lush peach blossom trees. The falling peach blossoms were spread all over the floor and the people on the chairs were all over. Ye Molan lay quietly, desolate and quiet, only the bright red seeping from the corners of her lips was so eye-catching.

When we left the mansion, snowflakes floated up in the sky, and at the door of the mansion, a red-painted carriage stopped at the right corner of the gate.

Pei Chuan walked down from the carriage, followed the ornament around his waist, and reached out to help Zhao Xiaotan, who was poking his head out of the carriage, but suddenly stopped and looked behind the carriage.

Zhao Xiaotan stretched out his hand and was left in the air by Pei Chuan. He said very dissatisfiedly, "What are you looking at?"

But after she called her for a while, the stunned man had not yet come back to his senses. Zhao Xiaotan raised his eyebrows, stretched half of his body over the carriage, and looked behind the carriage.

The bluestone pavement was as white as snow. Although it was vaguely visible, the two cinnabars on the other side burned blood, making her face look as if dead and her heart was surging.

There is no seasonal festival in Gusu, and even the market will be noisy and lively in the severe winter, let alone the third day of March and Shangsi Festival today.

Since it is late spring in Shangsi, there are naturally more pedestrians on the street than usual, and there are more beautiful women dressed up, so since the early market, the crowds have been crowded, and vendors have also attracted customers more enthusiastically than usual, hoping to meet more rich people, make a fortune and overflow.

Yan Xun'er also stopped in front of a small shop selling accessories and put away the paper umbrella.

"Miss, buy a box of rouge. My powder has just been collected from outside Xinjiang, which is easy to use and cheap. Girl, you are so beautiful. If you use my rouge, it will definitely look better than the immortal in heaven... Buy a box?" The boss chattered enthusiastically, and the eyes staring at her had not been removed. Maybe she was used to the noisy place in Chenxianglou, and she was not annoyed, but just a little noisy.

Danshi looked at the things on the table and finally picked up a red silk belt. The bright red belt hangs around his fingertips, red like blood and white like snow.

"The girl has a good vision. This silk belt is made of blood silk from the outside world, and it is only one." The vendor continued: "The girl is really aware of the goods. She chose the best one at a time. For the sake of the girl's favorite, I think you are a little cheaper, one or two silver dollars."

One tael of silver?

Yan Xun'er raised her eyes and looked at the vendor. The vendor then looked embarrassed: "I think it's so cheap because you really like it. When it comes to others, I will definitely not sell it."

Yan Xun'er didn't say anything, but had put away the silk belt, took out a tael of silver from her arms and threw it into the vendor's hand, and turned around and left with an umbrella in her bare hands.

The vendor looked at the white silver in his hand and seemed to feel that he had slaughtered a good price. He shouted behind Yan Xun'er, "It's easy to go all the way, welcome to come again next time." However, he did not see the faint curve of Yan Xun'er's lips.

Blood silk is a treasure and has the effect of detecting poisons. Among these blood silk, the one that belongs to the outside world is the most important. It can avoid all poisons and cannot be bought by money.

Although I don’t know where the vendor got it, if I know it’s precious, I’m afraid I’ll regret it.

After leaving the stall, Yan Xun'er stopped after taking a few steps, her eyes fixed on a shocked figure. She felt that the figure was a little familiar, but when she thought about it carefully, she was blurred.

In the middle of the night, a roar broke the calm, and the head, which was originally lowered, slowly raised.

In the crowd, he looked at her through the world of thousands of feet, his eyes were as light as water, his spirit was as flat as a mirror, his face was as cold as ice, and his eyes were illuminated by a strange road, and flowers bloomed in the underworld.
Chapter completed!