Shen Qiyin nodded sincerely: "I did not see anything that you did not want me to see."
Xiao Yan: "..."
"The purple jade flute in her hand was not a gift from me."
"...Oh." So what?
The candlelight was soft and warm. Chen Qiyin rested her chin on her hand, quietly gazing at Xiao Yan, waiting for him to say something next.
But there was no follow-up for quite a while.
Xiao Yan looked into those clear and serene eyes. In the flickering candlelight, there seemed to be a pool of water in her eyes, deep and calm.
The wind blew by, yet the surface remained calm, as if calming those who gazed into those eyes as well.
But Xiao Yan felt her heart beating faster and faster.
Seeing that he remained silent for a long time, Shen Qiyin couldn't help but feel a little strange: "My lord?" Why aren't you saying anything?
Xiao Yan suddenly stood up.
Whether it was Shen Qiyin's imagination or not, she always felt that his figure was somewhat stiff.
"...It's late, you should get some rest."
As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared into the vast night.
Shen Qiyin stared blankly at the door that had closed in an instant.
They're leaving already?
So... what exactly did he come here for tonight?
I can't figure it out.
I don't want to think about it anymore.
Go to sleep.
With a "whoosh," she blew out the candle, went to bed, and soon fell asleep.
I slept without any dreams.
These past two days, in addition to seeing patients at Guangrentang, she also had to run between the Hou Mansion and Qiying Pavilion, which made her somewhat tired, so she got up a little late the next day.
By the time we finished eating and were ready to go out, it was almost noon.
As Shen Qiyin and Ren Dong walked out of the Begonia Courtyard, they saw a young maid from the old lady's courtyard leading a Taoist-dressed person toward the Zhuijin Hall.
She found a servant nearby to ask.
The other party replied, "That is Master Jingming."
"The old lady said that things have been rather unsettled in the manor lately, so she wanted to ask him to come and see if anything has been done wrong."
Shen Qiyin found it strange.
Why would that old lady be willing to spend that money for no reason?
Thinking of something, she immediately changed direction and headed straight for Zhuijintang!
Upon arriving at Madam Shen's courtyard, Shen Qiyin did not go in directly. Instead, she asked the maidservant sweeping the courtyard, "Has anyone come to visit Grandmother these past two days?"
"Master and Madam have both come to see you," the little maid answered honestly, not daring to hide a single word.
Having learned from the example of Granny Dai, the servants in this mansion now treat Shen Qiyin with more than just utmost respect; to put it bluntly, they treat her like she's facing a living Yama.
I was terrified that if she got upset, she would feed herself.
Shen Qiyin had no idea that her casual "killing of the chicken" had alerted so many "monkeys," and continued to ask, "Where is Aunt Zhou?"
"She came here too." Suddenly remembering something, the maid said, "Oh, right! There was another person who came here as well."
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