In these years, she has been condemned in her heart all the time. She feels that she will go to the eighteenth level of hell after death, but she is also afraid that after she dies, no one will take care of Brother Yan. It is really miserable.

Granny Qi has always been conflicted in her heart. She is happy and complaining at the same time. Fortunately, the Li family did not have any suspicion at the time, but she also complained that the Li family drove her away with sticks when they heard that she was the palace maid next to Lan Zhaoyi in the past.

Well, if it weren't for Brother Yan's ability to drag her burden and take root in Chang'an, I'm afraid they would have starved to death on the streets.

She is so old and doesn't ask for anything now, she just wants Brother Yan to stay away from the palace as soon as possible.

When he understands that the life inside the White House is far less glamorous than it appears on the surface, and that it is a place that eats people without spitting out their bones, he won't be so persistent, and they will definitely be able to return to their former peaceful and stable days.

Grandma Qi was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't even notice that there was a living person in the room. After coming back to her senses, she subconsciously raised her eyes and saw the boy who was getting taller and taller.

She called out in great surprise: "Brother Yan!"

Pei Yan glanced at the embroidery pattern in Grandma Qi's hand, sat next to the old man, and asked, "Mom, don't you have enough money at home? Why did you start embroidering patterns?"

"I don't feel comfortable when I'm idle on weekdays. I'm good at embroidery, so I'm not tired." As she said this, she looked up and down at the young man, worrying whether he was okay, whether he would be bullied in the palace, and whether he had enough to eat.

Wear warm clothes, have you lost weight? Looking at it this way, the originally thin boy seems to be a lot stronger, and he feels at ease now.

Ask him: "Brother Yan, why did you come out of the palace today? Or will you never go back again?"

Granny Qi desperately hoped that he would reply to the second half of the sentence, but Pei Yan just said lightly: "I went out shopping with the nobleman, and I have to go back."

Granny Qi sighed unconsciously, lowered her eyes in frustration, and opened her mouth to say something to persuade her, but she didn't know where to start.

Pei Yan carefully observed Granny Qi calmly. There was loving care on her withered cheeks, but more of a kind of awe and tolerance. Except for the matter of entering the palace, she had never objected to any of her decisions, even if

Even if I am not happy in my heart, I will not argue with him.

Recalling the little details of how she and Grandma Qi depended on each other, compared to ordinary parents’ teachings to their younger generations, Grandma Qi’s treatment of herself was more like a follower. There was respect in her love, and she was respectful in her care. Why? An elder treats him like a follower.

How strange that the junior is respectful...

Pei Yan frowned tightly, and there was a voice in his heart shouting that he should not fall into this bottomless whirlpool. Once the seeds of suspicion were planted, they began to bear fruit as more and more details accumulated in his mind.

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He has been deeply disturbed by it these past few nights, but when he saw Granny Qi today, this thought could no longer be suppressed and surged through his veins.

Why does Grandma Qi know everything about Chonghua Palace?

Why would Po Qi know about the concubine Lan Zhaoyi who was deliberately hidden by the Holy Emperor?

Why does Grandma Qi always look at her with apologetic and regretful eyes, always sighing guiltily that he should be better than anyone else? But why should a slave boy with a lowly origin and no father or mother deserve to be better than anyone else?

How is everything going?

"Mom, what song did you just hum?"

Grandma Qi was stunned for a moment when she heard his question. She turned around and embroidered while replying: "I always listen to others humming some old songs on the street, and I gradually learned them."

Liar.

That tune was not a folk tune at all. It was a tune from the Liyuan of the Daming Palace. He had heard it when he went there with the little princess.

Qi Po suddenly changed her subject: "Then when are you going to come back?"

"Didn't I come back today?" Pei Yan sighed. He could hear the disappointment in Granny Qi's tone and tried to comfort her: "Mom, everything is fine with me in the palace. You don't have to worry about me."

Qi Po raised her head again, her bloodshot pupils suddenly opened wide, and her tone was a little excited: "But if you stay in the palace for one more day, I will feel even more uneasy."

Pei Yan stared at her calmly and said in a calm voice: "Is it possible that there is some ulterior secret in the palace, and my mother is afraid that I will find out?"

Granny Qi hadn't noticed the young man's deliberate probing yet, so she just said casually: "That palace is full of devils who eat people without spitting out their bones. There are secrets everywhere. The living are more miserable than the dead. If you find one, you will not die well."

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"Is the palace really as scary as my mother said? I also happened to discover a secret. What should I do? I will also die badly?"

Po Qi's heart suddenly lifted, she held her breath, and her embroidered hands began to tremble. Then, Pei Yan's almost cold voice sounded, which made people go crazy: "Mom, Lan from Chonghua Palace

Zhaoyi, is she also a secret?"

Her hand trembled violently, and the needle that passed through the brocade pierced Granny Qi's fingertips without any warning. She was so frightened that the things in her hand fell to the floor, her face turned pale, and her whole body became stiff.
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"What...what Lan Zhaoyi, you, you have nothing to do with her." Granny Qi's voice was trembling, almost incoherent: "I, I don't understand what you are talking about."

Pei Yan's phoenix eyes became darker and deeper.

Staring at Granny Qi in front of him with an expressionless face, her hesitant lies were full of loopholes. The more words she used to cover up, the quieter and silent he became.

In fact, Pei Yan only thought that the thoughts in his mind were too ridiculous and nonsense at first. Today, he wanted to deceive Qi Po to see if she was really hiding something from him. Now he saw her in such a panic.

With his appearance, I had made up my mind, and there was no need to ask any more questions.

He was silent, listening to the interesting anecdotes about how Granny Qi had forcibly transferred Lan Zhaoyi to Willow Lane for more than half a year. They understood each other tacitly and had their own thoughts, and neither of them mentioned anything about Lan Zhaoyi again.<

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Wenwen had just gone out to buy medicine. When she came in, she happened to bump into someone coming out of the house. She raised a smile and greeted her eagerly: "Mr. Lang, are you leaving?"

Pei Yan still didn't look at her, handed over twenty taels of silver, and said in an indifferent voice: "Take care of my mother."

Wenwen had never seen so much money at once, and her eyes were filled with joy. She showed the money to Granny Qi like a little girl, and said happily: "My husband is young and promising, and his spending is really generous. Don't worry."

, I will definitely take good care of my mother-in-law."

But Po Qi had no thoughts at all. Her face was still frighteningly pale. She glanced at the background of the young man in a panic and breathed a sigh of relief, but her eyes were filled with the afterglow of fear. Finally, after the figure completely disappeared,

She covered her heart, tilted her body, and fell straight down.
Chapter completed!