Chu Yi's eyes fell on the white jade plum blossom hairpin on Gu Yanfei's bun. The two red plum blossoms at the end of the hairpin were so bright and gorgeous.

A faint smile appeared on his face, and he asked in a low voice, "Do you like it?" He kept wearing it.

This question has no beginning or end.

"I like it!" Gu Yanfei understood what he was asking, laughed loudly and nodded frankly.

That beautiful and flawless face was always filled with vigor and vitality, her eyes as bright as the brightest stars in the night sky, illuminating his heart.

As long as she likes it! Chu Yi looked at her, and the smile on his face deepened, as if the spring breeze blew through the earth after the snow, warming the air.

Gu Yanfei raised her hand and touched the hairpin on her bun, her movements were gentle, and she thought: Of course I like it. Thanks to this hairpin, otherwise I would be in big trouble today! She still has to find some more antiques. Gu Yanfei pondered in her heart.

After resting against the tree trunk for a while and feeling the cold wind for a while, Gu Yanfei felt a little more comfortable. However, the cold wind went straight into his collar, making him feel chilly.

The confrontation with Xiahou Qing tonight had almost exhausted all her spiritual power and energy, and she needed to "recover".

"I'm feeling better now. Let's go." Gu Yanfei held onto the tree trunk with one hand and tried to stand up. "No need to wait any longer."

Seeing that she was having difficulty standing, Chu Yi subconsciously stretched out his left hand, wanting to help her, but Gu Yanfei had already turned around, leaving his hand empty.

Even though his feet were shaking, Gu Yanfei still walked forward slowly, step by step.

The evening breeze blew up her cloak, making her steps look even more light, as if she was floating forward.

Chu Yi pursed his lips slightly, and seeing that she had no intention of letting him help, he withdrew his hand.

He walked beside her closely, silently holding an umbrella for her, looking at her soft and delicate profile, and the corners of her lips that were always slightly curved like a crescent moon, and thought: She seems to be used to relying on herself.

The two walked slowly and leisurely, shoulder to shoulder.

Chu Yi's attention was almost entirely focused on the girl beside him.

The two were very close to each other, and when they walked, their arms occasionally rubbed against each other and their shoulders touched each other.

He could smell the subtle bamboo fragrance on her body, mixed with the surrounding snowflakes, light and refreshing.

When they passed by the guest house, Gu Yanfei suddenly stopped, reached out and grabbed one of Chu Yi's sleeves and shook it gently.

With her other hand pointing forward, she stood on tiptoe and whispered to him, "Look over there."

"Hmm?" Chu Yi was stunned, lowered his eyes to look at the two fingers she pinched on his sleeves, and smiled.

In the light, there was a warm smile at the corners of his eyes and lips.

Gu Yanfei smiled at him slyly, her bright smile as warm as the winter sun. She raised a finger with her left hand and counted: "One, two, three."

When she counted to "three", she heard a loud noise from the ground in front of her, and a house in the guest house collapsed.

The roof collapsed instantly along with the thick snow above it. The ground below shook slightly and several screams came from inside the house.

Countless snowflakes and dust flew in the air, forming a gray fog! A large area of ​​gray snow and broken tiles fell on the ground inside the courtyard wall, making the ground a mess.

"..." Chu Yi raised his sword-like eyebrows without changing his expression.

He naturally remembered that Xiahou Qing had just walked towards this courtyard.

"One arrow pierces the clouds, and thousands of troops come to meet us!" Gu Yanfei smiled happily and patted Chu Yi on the shoulder with high spirits.

The girl's cheerful laughter echoed in the night wind.

Of course, she couldn't carry any cloud-piercing arrows with her. The red light was the effect of the talisman, which was drawn on the paper crane that she asked Juanbi to give to Xiahou Qing.

This talisman doesn't have much effect, it's just a red firework.

However, the paper crane was indoors, and when the red light shot up into the sky, the roof would inevitably be impacted and damaged.

There had just been a heavy snowstorm, and the damaged roof was covered with thick snow. It was obvious that it couldn't withstand it for much longer...

Back then, the master always said that she liked to ponder over some messy talismans.

If she had the chance to go back, she would definitely talk to her master about it.

Gu Yanfei raised his hand and touched it. The few pinch marks on his neck still hurt a little. He raised his chin proudly.

Humph! Xiahou Qing should be in trouble! Anyway, this manor has been in disrepair for a long time, so it's normal for the roof to collapse... right? Seeing her silly smile, Chu Yi also smiled, his eyebrows and eyes softened. As long as she is happy!

The two of them continued to walk forward slowly. From time to time, the sound of falling stones and debris could be heard from the guest house behind them. In the distance, the cries of crows gloating over a disaster could be heard again...

When Gu Yanfei returned to the main courtyard, he saw Manager Huang peeking around near the gate.

Of course he also heard the noise of the guest house collapsing, but Gu Yanfei had already given instructions, so he did not dare to step out of the courtyard.

"Go and clean up two more guest rooms. If everyone else has nothing to do, go to bed early." Gu Yanfei instructed Manager Huang as he continued to walk inside.

"Yes, yes, I'll do it right away." Manager Huang rubbed his hands and responded repeatedly.

As they were talking, they came to the veranda in front of the main hall. Gu Yanfei picked a chair nearby and sat down, while Sihai and other guards stood outside the main courtyard.

Gu Yuan was only two steps behind them and quickly strode into the house, his handsome face with a slightly frowned brow.

"There is no sedan chair in this farm." He told Manager Wang coldly, "It won't do if there is no sedan chair in the farm. We need to prepare one in the future."

Manager Huang nodded in agreement again, but he was secretly complaining: The masters haven't come to the farm for more than ten years, and the sedan chairs they used to have are long broken.

Gu Yuan ignored Manager Huang and quickly walked to Gu Yanfei's side. He asked in a soft voice, "Sister, are you feeling better? Do you want to ask a doctor to see you?"

Gu Yanfei waved her hands, wanting to say that she was the best doctor, but before she could finish her words, she heard an old female voice with a weak breath coming from outside the house: "Miss... Young Master..."

Outside the main room, a short and fat black figure staggered towards this side.

The person who came was Nanny Pang.

Nanny Pang was wearing a half-new black cloak with a white cloth strip tied around her forehead. Her gray hair was a little messy in the wind.

Manager Huang's daughter carefully supported Aunt Pang's arm, and the little girl explained hesitantly, "Aunt Pang heard that the young master was here, so she insisted on coming over to pay her respects to him."

"Young Master!" Even though they hadn't seen each other for so many years, Nanny Pang still recognized Gu Yuan beside Gu Yanfei at a glance, and her red and swollen eyes were filled with tears again.

When she left, Gu Yuan was just a six-year-old child, but now he has grown into a handsome man.

Nanny Pang still didn't look well, but she was obviously in a good mood. Her cloudy old eyes brightened a little when she looked at Gu Yuan and Gu Yanfei.

Gu Yuan opened his eyes slightly and recognized Nanny Pang, whom he had not seen for many years.

Ten years have transformed an ignorant child into a vigorous young man, but have also cruelly carved countless wrinkles and silver hairs on Aunt Pang's round face.

"Madam," Gu Yuan was shocked at first that Madam Pang was in this manor. Then, he realized that she was injured. His voice was a little hoarse, "Why are you..."

"Jiao Niang and I found Aunt Pang on the way here to avoid the snow," Gu Yanfei explained on behalf of Aunt Pang, leaning lazily on a high-backed chair, "At that time, Aunt Pang was hit on the head and fell on the side of the road."

"Mammy said that she went to the mansion today, but was sent away."

Gu Yanfei was brief and to the point, without saying too much, and his expression of fatigue could not be concealed.

Gu Yuan's pupils twitched, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and his right hand subconsciously grasped the armrest of the chair.

"Mammy..." His eyes moved again to Mammy Pang's forehead which was wrapped in white cloth, and there was a subtle tremor in his usually cold and steady voice.

He was not stupid. He immediately understood from Gu Yanfei's few words that Madam Pang had been murdered to silence her.

But why?!

Gu Yuan's eyes were cold and dark, as if they contained ten thousand years of ice.

The figures of those blood relatives emerged in my mind one after another.

Gu Yuan pursed his lips tightly, feeling a sense of oppression that a storm was about to come...

Juanbi quickly served tea to everyone one by one, except for Gu Yanfei's cup, which was handed to her personally by Juanbi.

There was not much good tea in this farm, so Juanbi used the scented tea she brought with her. A faint fragrance of plum blossom tea drifted in the air along with the hot steam of the tea.

After drinking a few sips of hot tea, Gu Yanfei's face turned a little red due to the heat, but his body was still weak and his lips were a little pale.

Gu Yanfei examined Gu Yuan's complicated expression, his eyes deep, and slowly asked: "Brother, have you ever had smallpox?"

Because of fatigue, her voice was not as clear as usual, and against the backdrop of the wind and snow outside, it revealed a hint of vicissitudes of life.

Upon hearing this, Aunt Pang couldn't help but clench her handkerchief tightly, and her dry and pale lips trembled slightly.

When the word "smallpox" was heard, even Chu Yi, who was drinking tea silently on the side, reacted and glanced at Gu Yuan.

"..." Gu Yuan raised his eyebrows in confusion, not knowing why his sister asked that.

After thinking about it, he honestly said: "I remember one time when I was three or four years old, I was very sick, had a fever, and was drowsy... My grandmother said it was smallpox."

"Is it really smallpox?" Gu Yanfei stared into Gu Yuan's eyes, trying to cheer himself up, and asked again, "Brother, didn't you have any doubts?"

Her face turned slightly pale, and her gaze towards Gu Yuan became deeper and more complicated.

Gu Yuan: “…”

Gu Yuan stared, his expression gradually becoming serious. Of course, my sister wouldn't do it without a purpose...

(End of this chapter)