Chapter 57 Chapter 57 Follow Up

Chapter 57 Chapter 57 Follow Up

Cheng Yian followed without thinking.

Following the corridor to the Medicine Buddha Hall, passing the alley on the left, there stood a three-story attic in front of him, which was the Sutra Library of Ping'an Temple. There were fewer people in this area, so Cheng Yian didn't dare to follow too closely. He pretended to look at the scenery and found that He Qingyun had entered a five-cornered pavilion with cantilevered eaves on the east side of the Sutra Library.

Cheng Yian stood in the corridor behind the Pharmacist Hall and looked from afar. There were about five or six men of different ages. They seemed to be making friends through painting, and all of them had extraordinary demeanor.

As soon as He Qingyun arrived, everyone except the person sitting in the north seat stood up to greet him. After He Qingyun returned the greetings one by one, he sat on the left side of the person sitting in the north seat. The man was about thirty years old, with a handsome face and an extremely good appearance. He Qingyun talked to him, and from their expressions, it seemed that the two of them were familiar with each other. Soon, a young man to the lower right of He Qingyun pulled him over and whispered a few words. It was unknown what they said, and He Qingyun smiled, a very rare expression.

Next, He Qingyun spread out the paintings he had brought with him for everyone to appreciate. Some talked attentively, while others just looked at them intently. It was an extraordinary meeting.

Cheng Yian shook her head. It seemed that she had become a frightened bird because of Fan Yulin's betrayal.

Speak of Cao Cao and he will appear.

A figure emerged from behind the other corridor, dressed in a white shirt and looking very graceful. Wasn't it Fan Yulin?

Cheng Yian didn't notice him at first. It was Rulan who saw him first. She immediately stepped forward and stood between Fan Yulin and Cheng Yian. Fan Yulin had learned his lesson now and stopped five steps away and did not move.

Qiu Qing, who was standing on the top of the tree, had a stone in his hand. If Fan Yulin made any unusual movement, the stone in his hand could take his life.

Fan Yulin noticed that Cheng Yian was staring at the pavilion, and he knew that she was curious.

When did Fan Yulin get to know Cheng Yian?

Start from the age of six or seven.

At that time, Cheng Yian was only four years old. The delicate little girl was squatting alone in the alley behind the Nan Mansion, counting stones.

The Fan family had just moved to the capital. His elder brother was studying and had no time to play with him, so six-year-old Fan Yulin wandered around the neighborhood. The small families in the area all liked to hang out at the Cheng family's house. If they met a generous grandmother, they could give them some good things. What could a child of that age care about but a bite to eat?

There were often more than a dozen similar children playing together in the alley behind the Cheng family.

Cheng Yian is shy and doesn't like to be in a crowd with others, but she is lonely. She often hides under the camphor tree in the corner and watches everyone play. The camphor tree is protected by a flower bed and is paved with pebbles. She loves to count, and after losing, she starts over again. The number is different every time. Her big black and white eyes stare at the plate of stones. She is very stubborn and always has to count them clearly.

Once, a young master saw her and suddenly picked up a stone and threw it at her. She was so angry that she chased him and accidentally tripped. He saw it and immediately ran over to pick up the little girl, then chased the young master and beat him up.

From that time on, Cheng Yian would smile at him, ask his name, and call him Brother Lin.

The affection between the two childhood sweethearts unknowingly fermented, and when he was fifteen years old, he developed an irresistible feeling for her.

Of course he knew that he was out of his reach, so he studied hard and finally passed the imperial examination. However, she was promised to Lu Xusheng.

The original plan was to end this year with one move.

First, he was beaten by the Cheng family and disturbed by Cui Han, and his reputation was ruined, and he was deprived of the qualification to take the imperial examination.

Now that things have come to this, there is no point in thinking any more.

He and Cheng Yian are destined to be together but not to be together.

When he saw her again, he still knew her expression very well. At this moment, she glanced at the pavilion intentionally or unintentionally, as if she was suspicious of the person in the pavilion.

Then Fan Yulin spoke,

"The one sitting in the north is surnamed Li, named Xiangcheng. He is a scholar in the Hanlin Academy, specializing in palace painting and serving the inner court. This Mr. Li Qi is Cui Han's uncle, that is, the younger brother of Cui's mistress, Li, and is a man who knows a lot about women. The one sitting in the south is a scholar in the Hanlin Academy, who ranked fourth in the imperial examination two years ago. He comes from a wealthy family in Hunan and Xiangxi. He is both talented and handsome, and is very eloquent. He has been praised by the emperor. As for the one between the two, Prince He, it goes without saying that he is your brother-in-law."

"The five people present at the banquet are all masters of the Dajin painting world. They have formed a painting society together, named 'Qingyun Society', and only those with good family backgrounds and outstanding talents can join."

Cheng Yian then shifted his gaze towards him and frowned, "How do you know so clearly?"

Fan Yulin smiled bitterly and said, "I applied to join the society several times, but was rejected every time."

Cheng Yian had nothing to say.

She didn't want to stay with Fan Yulin, so she turned around and left.

Fan Yulin subconsciously wanted to chase after her, but he swallowed the words "An..." when they reached his lips. He watched her back disappear around the corner, sighed silently a few times, and then turned to go to the Sutra Pavilion.

Cheng Yian bought a few steamed buns and got on the car to go back home. He was in a mess all the way. He was worried about Lu Xusheng and his elder sister. Cheng Yixin was capable, but she was always worrying. She seemed to have lost weight during this period. Her personality was a bit like her father's. She liked to keep things to herself.

Cheng Yian decided to be the bad guy again. She opened the car curtain and whispered to Qiu Qing,

"Find a reliable person to help me keep an eye on my brother-in-law. Tell me where he goes and who he comes into contact with."

Cheng Yian did this for a reason.

In her previous life, Fan Yulin treated her very well and obeyed her in everything. Just when she thought that his heart was entirely on her, he secretly kept a mistress outside. She didn't necessarily want to think badly of He Qingyun, but it was true that one should not have the intention to harm others, but one must always be on guard against others.

I've taken the medicine and cured the disease, so why is it not working?

Could it be that you don’t like your elder sister anymore?

Get to the bottom of things, resolve your doubts, and live your life with peace of mind.

If the cat is sick, it is better to find out as soon as possible, which is also for the good of the eldest sister.

Cheng Yian hoped that she was doing nothing, because from her previous life until she closed her eyes and was reborn, she had never heard of any trouble between her elder sister and brother-in-law.

He Qingyun was sitting in this room with a few friends discussing painting. Everyone praised his excellent painting skills. He returned to the mansion in high spirits. When he entered the main courtyard, he saw Cheng Yixin sitting at the table in a daze, looking a little depressed. His smile paused.

"Xin'er, what's wrong with you?"

Cheng Yixin had already noticed him and sat there without moving. She just smiled tiredly, "It's okay. I have to go to the palace to celebrate the Queen Mother's birthday tomorrow. I'm wondering if there's anything wrong with the birthday gift."

He Qingyun went to wash his hands in a copper basin, then came to her side and sat down opposite her, saying softly,

"It'll be fine. The Queen Mother likes beautiful and grand works. My paintings should cater to her taste. As for us, we don't need to stand out, but just don't make a mess."

Since the He family is married to the Cheng family, they are naturally neutral.

Cheng Yixin responded indifferently.

Soon Cui Jieer heard that her father had returned, so she rushed over and hugged He Qingyun. He Qingyun led the child into the east room and said, "Come, let your father see the painting you made."

Cheng Yixin looked at his elegant back and her eyes suddenly felt sore.

It has been three months since I went to the doctor, and there has been no significant improvement.

Is it because it has not been cured, or is there another reason?

At this time, Nanny Chen, a trusted friend, came in, glanced in the direction of the east side room, and asked Cheng Yixin in a low voice,

"There is only one dose left in the prescription. Do you want to make it today?"

Cheng Yixin didn't tell anyone about this except Nanny Chen. Nanny Chen also kept the prescription and made the medicine herself. She told the maids that she wanted to replenish her body and no one suspected anything.

Cheng Yixin is a person who always finishes what he starts. He said calmly, "Just hang in there."

He Qingyun painted with the child for a while, had dinner, and then went to the west room to take care of the child himself. Cui Jie'er was very naughty. At the age of three, she could grab anything and loved to play on the trampoline. Cheng Yixin was afraid that she would fall, so she asked someone to make a small frame bed and surround it for her to play.

After coaxing the child to sleep, He Qingyun returned to the west room and saw a bowl of black medicine on the table.

His expression darkened, and he did not drink it immediately. Instead, he took off his coat and hung it behind the screen. Then he slowly came to sit behind the table, looking at the bowl of medicine without touching it.

Cheng Yixin was facing him sideways, looking at the account book. She noticed his actions out of the corner of her eye, but said nothing.

In the past, the couple could talk about anything, but now they have a rift because of this matter.

At first He Qingyun was very cooperative, but gradually he began to feel annoyed.

Of course, there is also the shame of not being able to do what his wife wants.

He Qingyun silently reached out his hand to hold the bowl. Cheng Yixin looked at his hesitation and suddenly spoke in frustration,

"Forget it, if you don't want to drink, don't drink." She smiled.

He Qingyun could see that her smile was forced.

I was in a dilemma.

He really didn't want to drink, but he also didn't want to disappoint his wife.

After hesitating for a moment, he picked up the medicine bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

Cheng Yixin looked at his gurgling Adam's apple and smiled with mixed feelings.

“This is the last time....”

He Qingyun paused, finished drinking, and raised his sleeves to wipe the medicine stains from the corners of his mouth.

The nobleman who used to be so particular has now been forced to lose his manners.

Cheng Yixin's eyes were sore again, she felt a little regretful. If she had kept silent from the beginning, things wouldn't have come to this point between the couple. There are many couples in the world who sleep in separate rooms when they reach their thirties or forties. There are also many cases where the husband sleeps in the concubine's room while the wife lives a comfortable life.

There is no perfect marriage in the world.

She was too obsessed with perfection.

This is better than keeping a mistress outside.

Cheng Yixin suddenly smiled with relief, "Qingyun, let's not bother with these things anymore, just live a good life."

He Qingyun's face froze, and a feeling of boundless guilt surged up.

"I'm sorry Xin'er..."

Cheng Yixin shook her head vigorously and decided to let it go. At this moment, she actually felt extremely relieved, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off her shoulders.

"No, I think this is good. It's getting late, let's take a rest."

Cheng Yixin got on the bed first, and He Qingyun went to take a shower. This time he took a long time, so Cheng Yixin didn't wait for him. There was no need to wait, so she closed her eyes first.

All the big and small matters of the He family are handled by her alone. Cheng Yixin is very busy on weekdays. She is a capable person, unlike Cheng Yian who is willing to delegate power. She is worried about this and that, and she has to ask about everything herself. As the wife of the clan, she is also responsible for all the matters of the He family. There is no way, because she is the daughter of Cheng Mingyu, and those people in the clan trust her more than her father-in-law and He Qingyun.

After a day, I was very tired.

Cheng Yixin suddenly woke up when she felt a hand moving on her body. Soon he moved closer to her and pecked her shoulder bones gently. Cheng Yixin's back stiffened and the thoughts in her mind were aroused again.

This is not the first time.

Knowing what he was going to do, Cheng Yixin held him down this time, turned around and broke free from his shackles, smiling brightly at her husband in the darkness.

"I'm tired, let's go to sleep."

He Qingyun watched her fall into silence and gradually fell into pain.