Suddenly, a tall figure walked through the night. The disciples were startled, and then they saw the person clearly and hurriedly saluted, "Meet the second hall master."
In the Guangming Hall, Yinxue is the main hall, and now he has inherited the position of the hall master.
Here, disciples are used to calling him this.
"Everyone, go down." Ye Moyan ordered.
"yes."
The disciples retreated, and Ye Moyan walked into Fuchen Villa.
At this moment, Yin Yan in the house was researching a new prescription. He worked non-stop for several days and finally achieved some success.
He nodded with satisfaction. Ye Moyan would suffer from insomnia when there were too many government affairs. This prescription was just right for the symptoms of Ye Moyan. According to his instructions, it would improve within a month after taking it.
only……
Suddenly Yin Yan sighed faintly, what would be the use of researching it?
Ye Moyan hates him so much that he doesn't know how to use it.
Yin Yan stood up slowly and couldn't help but hit his painful shoulder and lower back. He was indeed old, but he was so exhausted after a few days. He thought he would not be tired even if he worked for seven days and nights.
Turning around, when he saw the person standing at the door, he exclaimed, "Yan'er?"
Ye Moyan walked in, still feeling a bit of night chill.
For a moment, neither of them spoke.
Even so, Yin Yan was extremely excited, "Yan'er, you, when did you come? Why didn't you say anything? Is it cold outside? Come and sit quickly..."
The old man couldn't hide his joy and simply forgot that as a monk he had long forgotten the cold and heat.
It's just that in the eyes of the old man, he always seems to have endless worries.
Ye Moyan paused, walked over and sat down.
It was just a simple action, but it made Yin Yan burst into tears.
How long had he thought that Yan'er would never step into his Fuchen Courtyard again... After all, he had done such an unforgivable thing...
Ye Moyan looked at the old man in front of him. He had gray hair and deep wrinkles. He was dressed in a simple gray robe, but he had lost his former majesty and was even a little thinner than before.
"How are you... lately?"
"Okay! Okay! I'm fine..."
Yin Yan's old face was full of joy, but Ye Moyan's eyes felt inexplicably sour.
In the past, Yin Yan had always been serious and dignified, and he would never be so excited because of this little thing.
"Yan'er, I heard from the disciples outside that the situation outside is not very good now. How could you suddenly come back at this time?"
"Weier is recovering here."
In a word, the atmosphere is somewhat solidified.
A complicated and cautious expression flashed across the old man's face, "She...is injured?"
"Um."
"Is it serious? Has anyone seen it? Why don't I go and have a look? You know the master's medical skills..." His voice suddenly stopped, and his expression became slightly gloomy.
How could Yan'er trust him to go? After all, he had done something to hurt Ling Xuewei...
His expression was all seen in Ye Moyan's eyes.
"She is pregnant." Ye Moyan said.
One sentence made Yin Yan startled.
Then, he was so excited that his eyes were red, "Yan, Yan'er, are you telling the truth?! She, she really has it?"
Seeing Ye Moyan nodding, Yin Yan was so excited that he trembled all over, "That's great, that's great..."
Ye Moyan looked at the indescribably excited old man. The coldness in his eyes gradually dissipated. After a moment, he waited for him to calm down and then said, "Yan'er, please wait."
After saying that, Yin Yan turned around and entered the inner room. After a moment, he came up with something and put it down.
It was a box with a simple shape and the fragrance of sandalwood. When the box was opened, a dazzling light rushed out.
Faintly, there seemed to be a phoenix singing loudly.
Golden light rushed out, a gorgeous phoenix spread its wings, and then disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Then he saw a soaring, extremely luxurious phoenix hairpin placed in the box.
One look at it and you know it's not ordinary.
"This was left by your mother during her lifetime. It was her favorite. Originally, she wanted to hand it over to her daughter-in-law, but now... I can only do it."
"Yan'er, Master knows that I have done many wrong things in the past, which not only hurt her, but also hurt you. But I hope you can accept this. This is your mother's blessing to you. More than that, it is also a Dharma.
Once the device is in danger, it will protect the person wearing it from harm. Now that the girl is pregnant, you give it to her, not to mention that it was given by me..."
Yin Yan was worried that if Ling Xuewei knew about it, she wouldn't be willing to take it.
After a moment, Ye Moyan took it and said lightly, "No."
Yin Yan was stunned.
"She won't." Ye Moyan repeated.
Yin Yan suddenly realized that he was talking about that girl.
"I'm here just because of her."
"You mean..."
"She never hated you."
Ye Moyan's words made Yin Yan's eyes turn red.
Thinking of all the things in the past, I felt a sense of regret that I had never felt before.
"She is a good child. I was wrong before and blamed her wrongly. Now that you are married, Master has no other expectations. I only hope that you will be well in the future."
"Yes."
Ye Moyan stood up and said, "You can rest."
"Yan'er!"
Yin Yan hurriedly called to his disciple who was about to leave, "Do you still blame me?"
Ye Moyan was silent for a long time.
Just when Yin Yan's expression became increasingly gloomy, Ye Moyan said lightly, "What do you think, master?"
The word "Master" is completely silent.
After finishing speaking, he left.
Yin Yan held the table and burst into tears. But he cursed in his heart, this brat is still so virtuous! Is it so difficult to say something nice?!
However, it’s really great!
After so long, he finally waited.
Yan'er didn't hate him, good! Good!
"Come here!" Yin Yan shouted.
"Old Palace Master, please give me your instructions." Someone came in immediately.
"Haha, go get me some wine! Today is a big day and I won't come back unless I get drunk! Hahaha..."
The hearty and joyful laughter spread far away, finally giving the courtyard, which had been silent for a long time, a relaxed and cheerful atmosphere.
After leaving Fuchen Villa, the corners of Ye Moyan's mouth were slightly raised, and his faint smile was hidden in the night.
****
The next day.
Ling Xuewei woke up very early.
She specifically asked Bai Ze to book a time for her because Ye Moyan was leaving today.
"Why are you awake? It's still early, let's sleep a little longer."
Unexpectedly, he still woke up late. At this moment, Ye Moyan was already ready to go. He was dressed in black robe, looking cold and commanding, like a god.
"Are you leaving?" Ling Xuewei became anxious and jumped out of bed, using her bare feet to grab the clothes next to her.
"Forgot what I said again? Don't walk on the ground with bare feet. It's easy for cold air to enter your body."
Ye Moyan suddenly knelt down, wrapped his long and strong hands around Ling Xuewei's slender feet, which were as white as snow, and put the shoes on her carefully.
The man with outstanding grace was half kneeling on the ground, not showing any signs of being humble or weak.
Ye Moyan half-knelt in front of Ling Xuewei without any hesitation. Ling Xuewei's heart felt soft.
"I'll see you off," Ling Xuewei said quickly.
Ye Moyan put on Ling Xuewei's shoes, "No, it's snowing outside, don't come out."
