Yun Wan looked at the timid backs of the two little maids disappearing around the corner, and she was worried that if Yuchen knew what his reaction would be, he would be very worried and worried about the master's situation, and he would also be very angry and angry.

Why do I have to hide it from him? It would be great if Yuchen was still the innocent child who didn't understand the changes in the world and didn't know what sadness was. If Yuchen really only wanted to have fun all day long and didn't understand the sorrow, Yun Wan

There is no need to delay and deceive so carefully. What if he loses his temper again and refuses to eat or drink? If possible, even if he lies for a lifetime, even if he suffers for a lifetime, as long as it can be exchanged for Youchen's flawless smile,

Everyone would be willing to bear the torment of their hearts for him. As a sister, she just wants to hold up a small piece of sky for him, so that he can enjoy the sunshine unscrupulously without being shrouded in haze. The beauty that can be imagined can never be worth the reality.

Despite being cold-blooded, Yuchen will still experience the baptism of pain, and then gradually grow into a strong man, gradually honing a resolute heart.

Xue Qing saw the lonely figure sitting on the armchair from a distance. She knew that it must be the young lady, and she also knew that the young lady definitely didn't want to be disturbed right now.

"Sister Yun Wan, it's getting late, don't catch a cold." Xue Qing said as she put the feather gauze robe in her hand on Yun Wan's body. The soft Xiang Fei color contrasted with the young lady's melancholy face, and Xue Qing looked at it.

Qing felt very uncomfortable. She didn't know how to untie the young lady's frown. It had been a long time since she had seen the young lady's warm smile. Xue Qing had so many words of comfort in her heart but didn't know how to say them. At this moment, she could

Only quiet company.

"Xueqing, tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival, right? Why is there no festive atmosphere in the house?" Yun Wan's voice was slightly hoarse, revealing a hint of melancholy, a hint of sadness, or a hint of lingering sadness.

"Perhaps Uncle Cao has been too worried about the master recently and has forgotten about the festival. I will immediately remind him to prepare well." It was rare that Yun Wan still remembered the Dragon Boat Festival, and Xue Qing suddenly became interested and wanted to help Uncle Cao arrange a good holiday.

"Well, go ahead. Remember to tell Yuchen to go to Lingkong Temple to pray for blessings tomorrow morning. By the way, I won't go to his place tonight." After Yun Wan said that, she entered the house, enduring the soreness and numbness in her lower limbs.

Slowly walked to the bed, pulled down the goose-yellow embroidered curtains, lay down quietly, and stared motionlessly at the pattern on the bed frame. The sapphire blue decorative jade inlaid on it was as pitiful as teardrops.

The burning pain in her hands kept her from falling asleep. She knew that this would be another long sleepless night.

The first ray of dawn drove away the lingering night, and Yun Wan finally saw the image in the bronze mirror clearly. The long, fluffy and messy hair, the hollow eyes, the pale and dull face, and the lifeless expression were really disturbing.

She was shocked. How could she be so haggard after not dressing up for a few days? Yun Wan wondered why she was so tired during this time. She opened the wardrobe and picked out a bright red cloud satin skirt, paired with Ying Ying.

A white cloud-patterned blouse, painted with rouge powder, drawn eyebrows with dark eyebrows, a bun with hanging clouds, a jade tassel hairpin, and a shallow smile. The whole person looks like a spring breeze blowing on a peach face.

"Miss, are you up?" Xue Qing pushed open the door with sleepy eyes. Yun Wan wanted to laugh when she saw this girl. She was even more haggard than herself.

"Well, I woke up early. I have finished washing up. Go hurry up and remind the young master, and then ask Uncle Cao if the car is ready? Remember to remind him to pack more money for incense." Every year on the Dragon Boat Festival, Lingkong Temple is the first

The incense sticks are all reserved for the Duanmu Mansion. The old lady was used to this old custom when she was still alive, and she has persisted in it in this lifetime of the master. Even if the master is not here now, the incense sticks still have to be burned. The person who deserves to pay homage is always the one who should pay tribute.

When paying homage, you must abide by the rules. If there are no habits and customs, it will be nothing more than the bond between the deceased and the world.

While waiting, Yun Wan carefully looked at the person in the mirror. She always felt that something was missing. When the corner of her eye caught sight of the exquisite golden nanmu makeup box on the dressing table, she remembered it.

Yun Wan was satisfied with her favorite jewelry collection, so she chose a pair of elegant white sapphire earrings and put them on. She looked at the exquisite butterfly carvings on them that seemed to dance gracefully and gracefully as she turned her head.

He nodded and murmured: "Tsk, this should be the familiar Duanmu Yunwan~"

She thought that if her father saw her so soft, charming, and radiant now, he would definitely smile a little to her, just because the person in front of him looked so much like the woman who had longed for him.

The woman who was supposed to be by his side but left early, the woman with similar eyes, similar expression, similar makeup.
Chapter completed!