"Yuchen, I'll keep watch at night. Go and have a good night's sleep. You'll get sick if you stay up like this." Yun Wan looked at her haggard brother with pity in her eyes.

"No." Yuchen's eyes were staring straight at the offering basin. No matter how hot the fire was, a layer of cold paleness appeared on his face. Yuchen didn't even want to look at Yun Wan at this moment.

He didn't know how to face his sister.

"Hey Chen, go take a rest. You haven't slept for three days, especially today. You haven't been idle for a moment. You are so tired." Yun Wan really felt sorry for Yuchen. After all, he was still young and needed some discipline.

of work and rest.

"Go ahead." Youchen lit three sticks of incense and inserted them deeply into the thick ashes of the incense burner. She knelt down in front of the empty mourning hall. Everything fell into silence again. Even the cicadas stopped chirping, for fear of disturbing the world.

Similar.

I don’t know how long it took, but when Yun Wan noticed that Yuchen was staring at the flickering flames that had completely disappeared, she dared to call out softly, “Yuan Chen.”

"Huh?" Yuchen controlled her emotions, fearing that she would break her sister's heart with just one mouthful.

"It's okay." Yun Wan responded calmly. She wanted to urge Youchen to rest, but she was afraid that he would cause trouble.

"What else are you hiding from me?" Yuchen had never spoken to Yun Wan in such a cold tone.

"I'm not hiding anything from you." Seeing Yuchen's angry eyes, Yun Wan was at a loss.

"You already knew he was killed, didn't you? Do you really not care about his life or death? Ask yourself in your conscience, are you sad?" Yuchen sneered and overturned the offering basin, causing sparks to fly and paper money to fall on it.

A flame instantly ignited on the cloth and spread to all sides along the silk cloth.

"Yunchen, don't be so unreasonable and make trouble, okay? You just stopped demolishing the mourning hall, and now it's all set on fire. What are you doing?" Yun Wan quickly ordered people to fetch water to put out the fire, while working hard with the offering basin.

Holding the flame, he scolded.

"Oh, I just want to prove to you that I will never grow up and will always be such an unreasonable child." Yuchen threw the ashes from the incense burner into the air, and the ashes reflected by the fire were particularly clear, as if they were dripping from clear water.

The ink was scattered in all directions, and Yun Wan was choking on the ground and kept coughing, "Cough cough cough cough cough, sister Yuchen wants to protect you."

"Lying to me and hiding things from me is what you call protection, right?" Yuchen questioned Yun Wan's well-intentioned deception.

"I have something I haven't told you, but" Yun Wan hesitated before speaking.

"But what? You're not sad that the master can't come back." Tears welled up in the circles of Yuchen's eyes, and he looked at Yun Wan with a choked voice. He really wanted to see what his sister's heart was made of.

"It's about the Anshang Sect. I didn't tell you. It's my fault. I was afraid that you would be impulsive. What do you mean I'm not sad at all? Is your surname Duanmu the only one in the world?" Yun Wan was very sad. She

Unexpectedly, he was a ruthless and unjust person in Yuchen's heart.

"Have you ever shed a tear? Are you still in the mood to send your brother Jing off? It's so difficult to part with him. What kind of marriage did you regret in the first place?"

"I'm looking forward to my sister getting married, okay, I'll just leave." Unexpectedly, Yuchen brought up the past again, and she was so angry that she didn't know what to do.

"Who knows who is in a hurry." Youchen said such unclear words, turned around and left. Although the fire in the mourning hall was extinguished, who could put out the fire in Yun Wan's heart at this time?

Xue Qing had just gone to get a feather gauze robe for Yun Wan, fearing that she would catch the wind chill if it was too cold at night. When she came back, she heard the quarrel between the two siblings, and she didn't know how to comfort her. Relatives who should have relied on each other in times of trouble spoke so coldly to each other.

, who can feel better, "Miss, don't be sad. The young master may have heard someone's words. It's a little misunderstanding. It'll be fine." The more Xue Qing spoke, the softer her voice became. She knew that she couldn't afford to comfort her.

to any effect.

Yun Wan was exhausted, her voice was hoarse and she could not speak. She sat down in front of the mourning hall, lit three more incense sticks, and silently recited the Heart Sutra. At this moment, she just wanted to calm down, even if she forgot about this world.

Forget about the people and things in this world, and become a person who will not be sad if there is no way out.

The bright moon is like a round mirror, hanging on the dark night, and all the stars are shrouded in the cold moonlight. A piece of green shirt brushes the strings of the piano, sometimes impatient, sometimes soothing. It can be seen that although the player playing the piano looks calm, his heart is

But it was surging.

"My lord, the general sent someone to deliver a letter. It was too late and I didn't dare to disturb you."

After receiving the letter, the man in green clothes said quietly "Okay". I don't know whether this sentence was in agreement or meant to express peace of mind.

There are only a few words in the letter: "Arrangements are ready, waiting for good news."

The bright flames burned the letters, but failed to ignite the coldness in his heart. He thought it was time to work hard, at least try his best.

"The moon is full, keep vigil at night, and keep watch on the first month of the year to see you off with the jade bracelet. No matter where you are in trouble with the world. Count with your fingers, your thoughts will be warm. If you stop thinking about it, you will welcome the guests and return them. Don't be sad."

The quiet sound of the guqin tugged at the heartstrings, singing the pain of death word by word, and the mourning was full of reluctance and helplessness. "I miss you forever, I miss you forever, I miss you forever, and I miss you forever, and I miss you forever."
Chapter completed!