Yan Xun'er nodded, "In the past, Yu'er controlled the internal affairs of the mansion, and the people in the mansion were mostly relaxed. Now that my father is sick, if he doesn't discipline him well, he will be more and more negligent in the future. However, Ying'er is an unmarried girl's family. She is willing but powerless, so she will inevitably bother Uncle He."

Butler He smiled, "I didn't expect that the lady and the old slave actually thought of going together. Don't worry, the old slaves were too lazy and relaxed, and they were already dissatisfied with the people in the mansion. Even if you don't say it, the old slaves are also willing to rectify them. The old slave will do their best to do this and will not disturb the master. Please rest assured."

Yan Xun'er smiled and nodded, "I'm naturally relieved to do your work. But there is another thing," she looked at the study, "My father is old, and with the minor illnesses accumulated from fighting in the past, he is already very weak, but he is still showing off. Sometimes he is like a child, who refuses to eat or take medicine. He will inevitably ask you to pay more attention to him and let him take good care of himself."

The housekeeper looked at Yan Xun'er with a serious face and listened to her careful instructions. Somehow she wanted to travel far, but she was just as worried about it. Before leaving, she was just as worried about it. The housekeeper shook her head and laughed at her thinking too much. How could the lady go far? She was really stupid. She nodded, "Don't worry, the old slave will definitely take good care of the master."

After hearing what Mr. He agreed, Yan Xun'er felt relieved, "Since that's the case, thank you Uncle He. Go and do your business. If there is anything, I will send someone to ask you." Mr. He said goodbye, bowed and bowed and left.

Yan Xun'er stepped forward and knocked on the door, reporting to the inside, "Dad, I'm Ying'er." When He Yingjun's promise came from inside, he turned around and took the snacks from Tourmaline's hand, "You go back first, I'll just go in by myself."

Tourmaline knew that his lady and the master had a lot to talk about, so she bowed and bowed and left.

Yan Xun'er brought the snacks in and found He Yingjun at the desk. He raised his head when he heard the sound and smiled, "Ying'er, are you here?"

Yan Xun'er felt aroused when she saw He Yingjun's smile. No matter what kind of emotions He Yingjun had at that time, whether it was good or bad, she always had a kind expression of loving her daughter in front of her daughter. She couldn't help but hold the plate in her hand tightly, "Dad, I heard that you have a bad appetite. I haven't eaten anything from yesterday to today, so I personally prepared some snacks for you. If it's not delicious, don't dislike it."

He Yingjun quickly put down the pen in his hand and took the snack. He was a little excited in his eyes, "How could Dad dislike it if you made it yourself?"

He Yingjun took a piece of snack, but didn't say much hope. After taking a bite, he was a little surprised and praised repeatedly, "It's delicious, I didn't expect Ying'er's craftsmanship to be so good. I really envy the brat who can marry my daughter in the future!"

Yan Xun'er smiled and ignored He Yingjun's final joke. Although her skills were OK, she would definitely not be as good as those cooks who were specially found. He Yingjun said this mostly just to give her face.

He Yingjun was eating snacks, and Yan Xun'er cleaned up the table, but unexpectedly saw a scroll covered with a woman on the scroll.

Yan Xun'er gently touched it with her hands, "Is this?" She looked at the painting that had been hanging on the wall again. It would be fine, this is...

"This is your mother." He Yingjun also put down his snacks and looked at the scroll on the wall nostalgic. "I drew this scroll for your mother when she was still there. Since she left, I can't draw her charm." He Yingjun looked at the scroll on the table, sighed, put it away, and put it in the bucket beside her.

Yan Xun'er looked at the bucket and found that there were already many scrolls in it. It was all Mrs. He's paintings. Thinking of Mrs. He on the scroll on the table just now, her eyes were always filled with sorrow, while the scroll on the wall was smiling, and there was an unconcealed gentleness on her face. It was obviously a woman's outfit, but she still had a girlish innocence and shyness.

That should be the scene when Mrs. He just got married. Unfortunately, because of Yu, the misunderstanding between them became deeper and deeper, so Mrs. He rarely smiled.

Yan Xun'er looked at He Yingjun who was still sad and smiled naughtyly, "Dad, have you ever painted a portrait of Ying'er yet! How good is it to paint a pair of Ying'er today?"

"Dad never thought before," He Yingjun smiled. Seeing Yan Xun'er's outfit was different from her past, her eyes lit up. "Ying'er still looks good in this way. She is so old. Why do you need to dress so cleanly? That's how it's better! Let Dad draw a portrait for you."

Yan Xun'er walked to a little far away from He Yingyun and sat down, watching He Yingyun start painting intently.

This painting is not He Yanlan, but Yan Xun'er. Since this painting, only He Yanlan has been regarded as the last commemoration.

Goodbye, He Yanlan. Goodbye, He Yanlan's father.

Yan Xun'er returned to the room and watched Tourmaline pack up her things and went out. Then she said, "Let's come out."

A flash of light suddenly flashed behind him, Yan Xun'er turned around, and the expected light appeared after the figures of Yi Sheng and Bai Xue.

Yan Xun'er watched Yi Sheng walk over, "Is the thing ready?"

"It's ready, give it." Yi Sheng said and handed over the things in his hand.

Yan Xun'er took it over and looked carefully. She saw that it was a puppet that looked very much like her - no, it was He Yanlan. She lightly pointed the puppet's head, "It's really a vivid thing!"

"Hmph, that's of course," Baixue jumped onto the table and glanced at her, "This was what Yisheng and I took a whole day to do! It's so exhausting."

Yan Xun'er looked at Bai Xue, who was crying while slanting his eyes and laughing secretly. Naturally, she knew why it was crying like this. She waved her right hand and instantly a table of snacks appeared. In the middle, there were also the small yellow croaker that Yan Xun'er specially asked Tourmaline to make the kitchen, which were specially for Bai Xue.

Sure enough, Bai Xue's eyes lit up and she headed straight towards the small yellow croaker in the middle. While using its small meat claws to grab the snack that could not be grabbed, she spoke vaguely, "It's delicious, it's so delicious. You're still quite conscience, and I haven't forgotten me."

Yan Xun'er looked at Bai Xue with amusement, "Eat slowly, there are so many more! You can leave some for Yisheng, really!"

Bai Xue paused and took out a plate of snacks with great reluctance. After thinking about it, she took out a piece of snacks again, and then protected the other snacks tightly, "It's gone, it's all mine."

Yan Xun'er narrowed her eyes and looked at Bai Xue who was extremely stingy to protect her food. She wanted to go up and beat her. Yi Sheng smiled and didn't care, "It's okay, give it to Bai Xue. I don't like these sweet snacks very much." As expected, Bai Xue exclaimed and quickly stuffed the snack into her mouth.

"Miss, are you ready?"

"Yes, everything is ready, and everything that should be said goodbye and told me is done." Yan Xun'er put the puppet on the table and suddenly remembered something, "By the way, Yisheng, don't call me a girl again in the future, just call me my name."

Yi Sheng was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and smiled, "Okay... Xun'er..."

Yan Xun'er smiled at him, then closed her eyes and began to cast spells. Widths of white light kept flowing out of Yan Xun'er's fingers and flowing into the puppet.

Slowly the puppet became bigger, and the outline on his face became clearer. After a while, a stronger light flashed. Yan Xun'er slowly let out a sigh of relief. When she opened her eyes, she saw that she looked exactly the same person as she now.

Yan Xun'er looked at the person in front of her in surprise. Not only did she look like she was wearing, but she was exactly the same as she was at this time. "It's so magical."

"What's so magical? Please pass on your memories to her." Bai Xue wiped her mouth with oily oil.

"Yeah," Yan Xun'er nodded, closed her eyes and slowly conveyed all her memories of He Yanlan over the past few days into the puppet's mind. She watched those familiar scenes slowly emerge, and silently said in her heart, "Puppet, it's up to you to the next place. Please live as He Yanlan, take good care of my father, please.

Early the next morning, Tourmaline came to knock on the door. After knocking for a few times, no movement was heard, and I didn't feel any strange feeling.

He opened the door softly in a familiar way, walked into the room, lifted the gauze curtain, and gently shook the man lying on the bed, "Wait, it's time to wake up."

The man who was called plucked the tourmaline's hand, muttered but still got up, and asked the tourmaline in a daze, "When is it, tourmaline?"

"It's already three o'clock. You said you'd like to have a meal with the master today, and you also told me to come and call you early."

"Ah, it's so late, it's time to get up." He Yanlan rubbed his eyes, got up and put on his shoes.

Tourmaline slightly tidied up the quilt, looked at the quilt strangely, and walked to He Yanlan sitting in front of the dressing table, "Miss, where is that cat? Didn't it always rest with you?" Although she always felt that the lady was too fond of the cat, she not only allowed it to sleep with her, but also often told the kitchen to prepare extra meals for it.

He Yanlan yawned, looked back at the bed, and waved his hand indifferently, "I don't know either. I was gone yesterday. Maybe I ran away. Forget it, I don't care."

Tourmaline was a little surprised at the lady's reaction, but it was a cat after all, and it was elusive and it was possible to leave. He nodded and didn't care.

He stepped forward to concentrate on dressing up He Yanlan, picked up a few beaded hairpins, and gestured on He Yanlan's head, "Miss, are you wearing those plain clothes today?"
Chapter completed!