On the official road outside Beijing, the sound of horse hooves and the galloping horses startled the insects and birds in the dense forest beside the road.

The dense forest shaded the intertwined branches and quickly retreated with the galloping horses. An official carriage with the Yan Mansion logo gradually appeared in the field of vision.

Yan San listened to the news of the spy's return, and his face became more and more ugly. After hearing the cough from the carriage, Yan San's eyes showed a deep worry.

The door of the carriage was opened, and a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine came out. Yan San looked at Doctor Zhang who came out of the carriage, and immediately went up to him and asked in a low voice, "Doctor Zhang, how is my master now?"

Zhang Qian was holding a medicine box in his hand, his face solemn, his brows knitted, his tone serious and solemn, "The young master is in a bad condition now, with a high fever and a relapse of his old illness. Although the condition has been temporarily controlled now, if he doesn't get a good rest as soon as possible, it may relapse."

Hearing this, Yan San became anxious, and his voice was inevitably raised and he asked, "As my young master's personal physician, why didn't you discover the abnormality of the young master's body in advance. If something happens to the young master, the Yan family will never let you go..."

"You..." Zhang Qian was so angry at Yan San that his old face turned red with anger. He was a man in his forties or fifties, but now he was scolded by a young man who was just in his early twenties. He almost spit out blood in anger.

"What do you mean?" Yan San was about to say something back, but he heard a hoarse voice from the man in the carriage. His voice was neither loud nor soft, but it made Yan San, who was originally very excited, calm down immediately. "Yan San, don't be unreasonable."

"Master~" Yan San lost his temper immediately, and his worry was beyond words. "But how is your health, Master?" As soon as Yan San

finished speaking, he heard the man's rapid cough from the carriage again, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

"Master, the nearest official road to Beijing has now had an accident and collapsed. I'm afraid it's impossible to rush back to Beijing today."

Yan San returned the bad news just brought by the spy to the man, and his heart was in a mess. The master returned to Beijing for some reason this time, and he never expected that it would be so bumpy. If the master really had something wrong, then he, Yan San, would be the first to be punished.

"Yan San, don't rush back to Beijing. We have been traveling all night for so many days. It's hard for everyone. If it doesn't work, find an empty place to rest first..." The man's tone was cold and clear, as if he didn't care about his own safety at all.

"But master..." Yan San wanted to say something, but Zhang Qian, who was scolded by him as a quack doctor, suddenly had an idea, "I remember there is a nunnery nearby. Although the place is not big, it is enough as a place to stay."

Yan San sipped his lips, and saw that Zhang Qian's face was a little better. He immediately requested, "Master, in this case, why don't we follow what Doctor Zhang said and go to the nunnery to rest first." There

was silence in the carriage for a while, and it took a long time before the man sighed, "Let's go..."

Yan San's face was happy after hearing the master's words, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then he ordered the people below to walk towards the nunnery.

In a small courtyard of the nunnery, a girl dressed as a maid was sweeping the fallen leaves in front of the courtyard. Not long after, a little nun in dark Taoist clothes appeared.

The little nun was probably only twelve or thirteen years old, innocent and tender, but also had a calmness and maturity that was not her age.

"Sister Qingzhu, there are some special guests visiting today, saying that they want to stay overnight in the nunnery. Now they have been placed in the lobby by Sister Qiutang."

The maid named Qingzhu paused after hearing this, put the broom aside, and washed her hands with water from the basin beside her, and said casually, "Special guests?"

"I heard from Sister Qiutang that they are from the Yan family in the capital." The little nun said, and seemed to have thought of something, "I heard that it was because someone on the road was sick, so they wanted to stay overnight in the nunnery." Qingzhu

also had a general idea after hearing this, knocked on the door, and pushed the door open after hearing the voice of the master from inside the house.

The room was spacious and bright, and you could see everything at a glance.

On the bed, a woman in white was lying on her neck, with her black hair as black as a waterfall and casually scattered. The woman was holding a book in her hand and was flipping through the pages one by one.

Ye Qiqi didn't even raise her head when she heard the voice, her tone was cold and flat, "What's wrong?"

Qingzhu looked at her master on the bed and recounted everything the little nun had just said. At the end, she asked, "Miss, do you want to go and take a look?"

"What to see?" Ye Qiqi raised her beautiful eyes and threw the sketchbook in her hand aside. Her tone was lazy and casual, "Your young lady is not interested in those people in the city."

"Miss..." Qingzhu blushed, knowing that her young lady had misunderstood what she said, and hurriedly explained, "Miss, those guests are from the Yan family, and the leader seems to have fallen ill on the way..."

While Qingzhu was speaking, he did not forget to secretly glance at Ye Qiqi's face. Seeing that her young lady was indifferent, he could only sigh and said, "I know young lady, Qingzhu went to clean the yard."

After Qingzhu left, Ye Qiqi slowly got down from the bed, looking at the faint incense emanating from the table, lost in thought.

The Yan family, Ye Qiqi's lips curled up with a hint of self-mockery. If she, who was once a princess, still had any relationship with that family, she would probably be avoided by that family now.

Five years ago, her mother, the Imperial Noble Consort Ye Wan, was demoted to the cold palace for murdering the royal heirs, and the Ye family behind Ye Wan was also angered by the emperor and all of them were exiled to the border.

The power of the Ye family in the court collapsed in an instant, and she, who had an engagement with the second son of the Yan family, was almost deprived of the title of princess and demoted to a commoner.

If it weren't for her master, Master Yuehua, who spoke out to save her, the world would have long since lost the second princess.

Although she retains the title of princess, she is not favored. After she got married, she left the palace and lived in the princess's mansion, and her engagement with the second son of the Yan family was naturally cancelled five years ago. Now she

has nothing to do with the people of the Yan family. Even if the people who stayed in the nunnery today are from the Yan family, so what? Thinking of this, Ye Qiqi couldn't help but feel a little irritated.

It was night, everything was quiet, and Ye Qiqi, dressed in night clothes, quietly left under the starlight and moonlight.

When they reached a place with sparse lights, Ye Qiqi steadied her body and restrained her breath.

In the room, Zhang Qian took Yan Xun's pulse and examined him carefully. "Master, this is a disease you have had since your mother's womb. Although it is under control now, your body can no longer withstand another attack..."

Yan Xun did not show much expression after hearing this. No one knew his body better than him. After so many years of torture, he had lost interest in life and death. If death was a kind of relief, it was not impossible for him to try it, but he could not do it now...

"Don't tell my grandmother about my condition. She's old and can't stand too much worry." Yan Xun glanced at Zhang Qian, and they both understood what he meant. It was not

until the end of their conversation that Yan Xun seemed to have lost all his strength and collapsed on the bed. His face was pale and he felt a chill all over his body. He pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled bitterly, which was so lonely.

Sake: The first episode of the new story, 2000+