Yan Yunshu took a look at the letter sent from Prince Ye’s Mansion.
She was not very surprised, but she was still a little surprised when she saw the wintersweet.
She knew that after Xu Jingye left the palace, he would definitely find a way to find her to testify.
At least after knowing about Yan Shuyao's death.
But she didn't expect Xu Jingye to act so quickly and in this way.
The housekeeper's hand holding the letter and the wintersweet was still suspended in mid-air. Yan Yunshu took a look at the wintersweet. It was indeed in full bloom, but there were still many flower buds on the branches.
The wintersweet petals also fell off a little because of this folding and folding.
It doesn't look good.
Although the wintersweet is beautiful, it is only truly beautiful against the backdrop of winter snow. Without the winter snow, the wintersweet will lose its spirit.
Yan Yunshu didn't understand why Xu Jingye changed his character so drastically and picked the wintersweet, but she knew it very well in her heart.
She doesn't like the picked wintersweet.
I don't understand why she liked the wintersweets she picked so much in her previous life.
"girl……"
The housekeeper hesitated for a moment, but still reminded Yan Yunshu.
Yan Yunshu took the letter, but Lamei put it in the hands of the housekeeper.
"Please, housekeeper, place the wintersweet under the wintersweet tree."
The messenger deserved to be put to death, but the wintersweet was innocent and should be allowed to return to where it belonged.
The housekeeper looked at Yan Yunshu in confusion, then at the wintersweet in his hand.
I agreed.
After the butler left, the side hall fell silent.
Grandfather asked her, "Shu'er, why did he suddenly send you a letter and this winter plum blossom? What does it mean?"
Yan Yunshu frowned slightly.
Thinking back to her previous life, after she and Xu Jingye got married, whenever there was winter snow and the wintersweets were in bloom, she would beg Xu Jingye to pick some for her every day. Xu Jingye was naturally annoyed and always asked the guards to pick some and throw them in her room.
She knew that the flower was not picked by Xu Jingye himself, but she was still very happy and carefully placed the wintersweet branch into the porcelain vase.
Change one every day.
She had no idea where the maid had thrown the clothes she had taken off.
Now, she looked at the letter.
It’s hard to describe the feeling in my heart.
She hated Xu Jingye, how could she not hate him? In her previous life, he killed her and everyone in his maternal grandfather's house. In this life, he used the most vicious means to deal with her. She hated him, how could she not hate him? She wished she could kill him right now.
But the Yan Yunshu from her previous life who often came out to cause trouble in her heart would disturb this hatred from time to time.
Sure enough, even though I am the same person, I have never personally experienced those heart-wrenching betrayals and pains.
I still can't empathize with her.
Is that right?
Yan Yunshu showed a bitter smile, she put the letter down and said to her grandfather.
"Perhaps he came to confront me because of Yan Shuyao's suicide."
"Since we're confronting each other, why give it to Winter Plum?"
Yan Yunshu was stunned. She looked at the housekeeper's back and the wintersweet branch in his hand.
I can't think of any other reason at the moment.
Uncle Wen Xuanming said angrily, "The situation is now leaning towards the Second Prince. This First Prince must be after the throne again. He wants to curry favor with our Shu'er! He wants to use our Shu'er! Humph! Shu'er! Don't fall for his tricks again this time!"
Yan Yunshu nodded.
Maybe, maybe not.
…
At night, Yan Yunshu returned to her room, washed up, and leaned against the fireplace, reading the letter.
Thinking of the past, the hatred in my heart becomes stronger.
I don't care who you are or what our past was.
I hate you, and I hate you. No matter what you do, you can't reduce any trace of hatred.
She turned on the stove, and the charcoal fire reflected her clear eyes. She took the letter in her hand and was about to throw it in.
Suddenly, a huge urge inexplicably surged into her heart, controlling her to take the letter from the stove.
Yan Yunshu's chest heaved, and it took her a while to regain her composure.
She angrily threw the letter on the corner of the table.
Forget it, since you have this obsession, just keep it.
But you must know that I will kill him and let you see it myself!
Yan Yunshu sneered at the mirror.
Late at night, the heavy snow had stopped and everything was quiet.
Yan Yunshu's dream was covered by endless snowflakes, it was vast and empty, with nothing in it.
The second day.
Yan Yunshu only heard the maid's scream in her sleep.
"girl!"
Yan Yunshu opened her eyes and saw the frightened eyes of the maids around her, who were staring at her neck.
She looked down.
Her hands were actually tightly strangling her neck.
It was only then that she felt the suffocation of death.
She let go of her hands, which were covered with red marks, and her neck was even redder and purple.
She coughed hard and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Girl! Did you have a nightmare?"
"Is the girl okay?"
The maids came forward to check the red marks on her neck, saying, "What should we do? The last wound hasn't healed completely yet, and now there are bruises."
Yan Yunshu sat up and looked at her hands with red marks in disbelief.
Was it a nightmare? But if it was a nightmare, why did her dreams always consist of nothing but white snow?
If I really had a nightmare, it was so terrible that it even led to self-harm.
Why didn't she feel anything at all and didn't wake up from the dream at all?
On her neck, the maids smeared a thick layer of ointment on themselves and carefully wrapped it with gauze before continuing to dress her up.
After dressing up, the maids put a snow-white fox scarf around her neck to hide the gauze on her red marks and bruises.
The stunningly beautiful face hidden in the snow-white scarf was still mired in doubt.
It's so weird.
After being reborn, everything was weird at all times, but before, the weirdness only occurred when Yan Shuyao was around, or when facing Xu Jingye.
But in the past few days, something strange happened to me.
"girl?"
"Nothing, just a nightmare, no need to make a fuss."
The maids didn't ask any more questions.
I understand that the girl doesn't want the master and others to know about this matter to save them from worrying.
But I'm still worried.
"Miss, you've been having health problems recently, so please be careful. If you have any concerns, you can talk to someone you know and they'll help you find some relief."
"good."
Yan Yunshu agreed.
She stood up and the maids put the silver fox cloak on her.
She stroked her cloak and felt the glowing spirit bead that she had placed inside the cloak yesterday and forgot to take out at night. She felt much more at ease.
"Miss, it's time to go to the side hall for breakfast. The master and the mistress are waiting."
Yan Yunshu nodded.
She took another look at the scarf around her neck to make sure there was nothing wrong with it, and this time followed the maid into the snow.
The courtyard where she lived was not far from the side hall.
So we arrived in a short while.
But today's side hall is different from the side halls at all other times.
It's eerily quiet.
She walked into the side hall full of doubts and saw Xu Jingye in a gray robe looking at her.
"Yan Yunshu."
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