Yuan Qiyu and Yuan Xuan lived in the same courtyard.
In the past few days, even he has observed the changes in the relationship between Yuan Xuan and Yuan Nan'an.
The two of them were usually inseparable, but these past few days, Yuan Xuan would come back every day and walk into the room with a gloomy face. He would even have a quick dinner and then lock himself in the room for the whole night.
So he went to ask Yuan Xuan, "Brother Xuan, did you have a fight with your second sister?"
Yuan Xuan sat at the table, not even raising his head, speaking in a deep voice.
"No."
When Yuan Qiyu heard the tone, he tilted his head and felt that it didn't seem like there was no quarrel.
In the past, the two of them would occasionally quarrel, but they would make up quickly.
This time seems to be a bit long...
He went to ask Yuan Nanan again. Yuan Nanan had just come back from outside, and his cheeks were still slightly red from staying outside for so long.
As soon as she entered the courtyard, she was stopped by Yuan Qiyu, "Second sister, did you have a fight with Brother Xuan?"
When Yuan Nan'an heard this, he paused, turned around, blinked his eyes, and looked surprised.
"No!"
"When did you quarrel?"
"Isn't he busy?"
Yuan Qiyu: ...
The confusion on her face was real, and Yuan Qiyu's confusion was also real.
Yuan Qiyu followed Yuan Nan'an into the house and whispered, "Second sister, Brother Xuan must be angry."
Yuan Nan'an poured himself a glass of water and tilted his head to think carefully.
Yuan Xuan indeed rarely met her these days.
Every day Wu Yu would take her to experience various new and interesting activities, such as practicing shooting, reading military books, and even taking her to ride horses in the training ground.
She once thought about going to find Yuan Xuan, but every time she saw him from afar, he was always busy.
He was either discussing with others in the tent, or writing furiously at his desk.
She was afraid of disturbing him, so she never went to see him.
But why was he angry? Who was he angry at? And when did it start?
Yuan Nan'an frowned, looked down at the little Qi Yu in front of him, and couldn't help but ask these questions one by one.
Yuan Qiyu was also puzzled after hearing this. He scratched his head and said blankly: "This... I don't quite understand..."
Yuan Nan'an was silent for a moment, pursed his lips, and finally whispered,
"It's okay, you go back first, I'll think about it."
Yuan Qi Yu nodded, turned around and walked out, taking small steps and skipping back to his yard, and his mood quickly returned to relaxed.
However, as soon as he opened the door, he was frightened by a dark shadow beside the courtyard wall and took a step back.
"who!?"
He rubbed his eyes and looked carefully, only to find that the black shadow was Yuan Xuan.
He stood quietly in the corner, his black robe blending into the dim shadows, and the expression on his face was difficult to discern.
"Brother Xuan?" Yuan Qi Yu called out and walked closer tentatively.
However, Yuan Xuan seemed not to hear it, his eyes still fixed on the distance without any reaction.
He stood quietly for a moment, then turned around, his expression calm and almost indifferent, and returned to the room without saying a word.
The door clicked shut, locking all the emotions inside.
Yuan Qiyu stood there, staring at the closed door for a while, and couldn't help muttering softly,
“…Who’s mad at who here…”
…
In the next few days, Yuan Nan'an was mysterious.
She went out early and came back late every day, and even Yuan Qi Yu could not see her.
Yuan Xuan never saw her in the military camp.
When he was busy during the day and had some free time, he couldn't help but look around, and in his heart he was looking forward to the appearance of that familiar figure.
But whether it was the drill ground, the armory or the training ground, they were all empty.
He finally couldn't help but ask the soldiers in the camp: "Where is Miss Yuan Er? Do you know where she went?"
Seeing that it was Yuan Xuan asking the question, several soldiers bowed respectfully and replied, "Your Highness, Miss Yuan and General Wu left early this morning. I heard they rode to a nearby hilltop to practice archery."
When Yuan Xuan heard the words "Young General Wu", his face instantly turned colder.
The feeling of irritability weighing on my heart grew heavier, like a stone blocking my chest.
He was silent for a moment, nodded, turned and left, but his steps were heavier than usual.
Even Huo Yan, Yuan Heng and Yuan Musheng vaguely sensed something was wrong with Yuan Xuan.
"Our little prince seems absent-minded these past few days..."
Yuan Heng looked at Yuan Xuan standing at the door of the tent feeling the cold wind, and couldn't help teasing him.
Yuan Musheng's voice was as gentle as jade. "Have you given Xuan too much to do recently? Has he become too tired?"
Huo Yan stood in the middle, his eyes looking at the martial arts field in the distance with a deep and ambiguous expression, and said in a deep voice,
"Let him figure it out on his own."
But Yuan Xuan himself couldn't explain what he was feeling. He just felt depressed and powerless. Every time he heard the name "Wu Yu", the feeling grew bigger and bigger, almost overflowing from his chest.
He clenched his fists and murmured softly,
"Horseback riding? Are you so happy..."
In this mood, he returned to the general's mansion later and later every night, and his emotions became more and more restrained.
Yuan Qiyu was really puzzled to see them both like this. In his little head, he couldn't understand why the two brothers and sisters were so angry.
Unable to figure it out, he went out to the street.
Since his first business venture ended in failure, he sent Zhou Shan and the servant home early, paid them their wages, and then stayed alone in the general's mansion with nothing to do.
The greatest pleasure every day is to wander around the streets, see how each shop does business, and learn from them.
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