Yanzhi was slightly surprised, as if she could not accept this matter. After a moment, she lowered her eyes and said nothing, looking a little lost.

Su Mu looked quietly, his eyebrow blinked slightly, and suddenly asked in a low voice: "Why don't you speak?"

Yanzhi looked up at him, her eyes were slightly red, she reached out to circle his neck, leaned against him and murmured, "Can you not go?" She paused slightly, and said, "Can you let others go? I don't want to see you for so long..."

Su Mu let her lean on her body and beg her, and she looked at her silently without saying a word. Her long eyelashes drooped slightly, and her eyes were unpredictable, making people unable to see what he was thinking.

Seeing that he had not spoken, Yanzhi gradually became lonely on his face and just leaned against him and stopped talking.

Seeing her resentment, Su Mu relaxed his face slightly, hugged her and said gently, "Even if someone else goes, it's useless. I can only go. You stay in the mansion obediently, and I will come back soon."

Yanzhi lowered for a while after hearing this, and then she let out a gentle "um".

On this day, Su Mu rarely touched her, and Yanzhi did not linger with her as she used to. The two hugged each other and slept properly all night.

Before dawn was clear, Yanzhi vaguely felt Su Mu get up. After a rustling sound of clothes, it calmed down again. The edge of the bed sank slightly and there was no movement.

Yanzhi felt sleepy and only saw a line of sight falling on her face. For a while, the person sitting by the bed moved slightly, the quilt on the foot of the bed was gently lifted open, and the quilt suddenly lost its cover on her feet, and a slight coldness came in.

A dreamy roar was slightly overflowing between Yanzhi's lips, and she turned around and continued to sleep. She moved her feet slightly, making a slight crisp sound.

After a while, the chain on his feet was gently untied. Su Mu took the chain to the outside room and asked Mrs. Sun to put it away, and then went straight out of the door.

Yanzhi slowly opened her eyes, and she was completely sleepy and didn't look like she had just woken up. After a while, she slowly closed her eyes and seemed to fall asleep again.

At noon, Mrs. Sun went into the inner room and whispered to Yanzhi: "Miss, it's getting late, and lunch is ready."

Yanzhi woke up slowly, reached out and rubbed her eyes, looking sleepy, looked at the empty bed and asked, "Where is the master?"

"Young Master left the mansion before dawn, and now he is on the road." Seeing Yanzhi's sensation, Mrs. Sun couldn't help but remind: "Girl, what's missing on her feet?"

Yanzhi hurriedly lifted the quilt when she saw that the chain on her ankle was gone. She was ecstatic on her face and hurriedly got up and got out of the couch and wandered around the room.

After lunch, I went to the yard again, lay on the chair, and took off the pearl chains that Su Mu bought for her, and placed them on a small table to play.

Mrs. Sun's eyes hurt when she looked at her side. Isn't this a waste?

These pearls are of the same size, full and plump, and there is no flaw on the surface. A string of pearls can start with at least 30,000 taels of silver. How can one word cost two?

Mrs. Sun used to take it lightly, but now she sees Yanzhi like this, so she naturally doesn't dare to look at it. She didn't plan to say anything, but she didn't expect that Yanzhi seemed to be tired of playing. She suddenly picked up a few and smashed them on the wall in the distance. She heard the pearls hitting the wall and making a crisp and subtle sound.

Mrs. Sun slapped her legs hard, "Ouch." She rushed over to pick it up, and said in a panic: "Girl, what are you doing?!"

Yanzhi turned her ears slightly, and she could vaguely hear the sound of someone walking outside the yard, and her steps were extremely light. When she heard that it was Jian Jiazi, she slowly calmed down.

The Sun Master searched back and forth in that place, but only found one, and he looked worried and kept muttering, "Girl, I really can't find it now. This was something that the young master specially asked someone to take from outside. No matter how unhappy you feel, you can't ruin it like this..."

Yanzhi frowned when she heard this, and felt that the sun was poisonous and sunny. She reached out to cover her face with her sleeves, and she awaited her eyes and relaxed.

Mrs. Sun couldn't stop and sighed in her heart. She was so young that she was ignorant. Later, she hurriedly called a few little maids to search for her, so as not to be difficult to explain when recording the database later.

After that, Yanzhi only walked around the house and didn't step out of the yard. She lost her freshness and couldn't see Su Mu, so she lost her interest and stayed in the house and didn't come out much.

After waiting for Su Mu to come, he sat outside the house with his chin on his hands and stared at the other end of the arch.

It became colder day by day. I couldn't catch a cold while sitting outside like this. Mrs. Sun advised her several times but refused to listen. There was no way to put on her a few more thick cloaks.

After waiting for a day or two, she really made her wait for someone.

The sound of footsteps from outside was getting closer, and Yanzhi heard it out and quickly stood up and ran outside.

As soon as Su Mu entered the yard, Wen Xiang Nuanyu threw herself into his arms. His face opened slightly, his eyebrows and eyes bent into a bridge, and his face was as dazzling as if it was lighted.

He stretched out his hands to hug Yanzhi, lowered his head and sniffed her hair lightly, and after a long time he spoke, "I'm not afraid of catching a cold when I dress so little?" His low voice was extremely pleasant, his tone was gentle but he had a faint reproach.

"I've worn it, I just ran and fell down." Yanzhi hurriedly raised her head and looked at him, her eyes shiny, as if he was the only one left in her eyes.

Su Mu looked at her for a long time, and his expression showed hesitation that he had never felt before. After a while, he suddenly asked, "Yanzhi, what do you think of me now?"

Yanzhi looked at his serious eyes and was slightly stunned. After a moment, she lowered her head slightly and whispered shyly: "I look forward to you coming back every day. What do you think of you as?"

Su Mu paused for a long time when he heard this, and suddenly hugged her tightly. He gradually looked like a young man on his face, and there was a little restrained appearance in his eyes. After a while, he smiled and said softly: "Yangzhi, I am very happy..."

Yanzhi was nestled in his arms, and his heart suddenly felt ache, his face stiffened, and his smile and shame disappeared without a trace.

After a long time, she smiled slightly, and slowly appeared in her eyes, and she said softly: "Just be happy..."

The wind and snow in winter are gradually coming, making it colder day by day.

Yanzhi looked at the book on the table, without a word on it, but she turned page after page, looking at it with a focused look, as if she was thinking secretly.

The window was wide open, and a cold wind blew, and a little coldness gradually appeared on the rouge surface. His eyes were extremely cold, completely different from his obedient and gentle appearance in front of Su Mu.

These days, the Su family's birthday was celebrated, and the feast was held for seven days. The opera troupe kept singing every day. Su Mu was so busy that he had no time to make friends. Now she was the only one left in the room.

Yanzhi looked at it for a while, slowly reached out and tapped the tea in the cup with her fingertips, gently drew routes on the table, and carefully considered which road should be taken and which place should be changed.

Suddenly, the door was gently pushed open, and a cold wind blew, causing Baiye to flew away. Yanzhi frowned slightly, and his hand quickly knocked down the teacup. The tea water was poured on the table. All the drawings just now disappeared, leaving only a pool of water.

Yanzhi stood up and reached out to pick up the teacup, as if she had accidentally knocked it down.

Su Mu took a few steps closer, quietly embraced her slender waist from behind, with a calm expression and no words.

Yanzhi seemed to be startled, and hurriedly reached out to hold his hand with lingering fear, and tentatively said, "Master?"

Su Mu only said lightly, looking at the pool of water on the table without saying a word.

The atmosphere solidified little by little, and the suppression made people feel more and more breathless.

Yanzhi's breathing was involuntarily lightened slightly.

Su Mu wrapped her whole body in his arms, as if he was leaning against her as a pillar and seemed to deliberately imprison her.

After a while, he suddenly reached out to pick up the white pages on the table.

Yanzhi lowered her eyes slightly and looked in front of her. Her fair and slender fingers were turning their lives. In his opinion, they were all blank, but they turned them very carefully.

She unconsciously held her breathing, her back was slightly wet with sweat, but her face was calm and open.

In a moment, Su Mu finished reading the entire white page book, his eyebrows slowly folded up, and his eyes were unrecognizable.

After a moment of silence, Yanzhi suddenly spoke and asked slowly, "I like the book I use to practice calligraphy?"

The person behind him was silent for a long time before he slowly spoke, "Practice calligraphy?"

The tone was lightly with a little doubt and a sense of the next. Yanzhi couldn't figure it out for a moment, frowned slightly, and then smiled slowly: "In the past, I always encountered a few good operas when I was singing opera. I couldn't remember it for a while and wanted to write it down, but the words were not very good, which inevitably ruined the artistic conception. In the past, I always wanted to practice it, but now I have the skills to prepare."

When Su Mu heard this, he leaned against her cheek and said gently: "I see this book is very good. I happen to want to practice calligraphy. I wonder if you would like to give it to me?"

Yanzhi's eyes flashed slightly, but after a moment of breath, she turned around and said with a smile and said with ease: "If you like, just take it. I can use any book here for practicing calligraphy, and this one is not bad."

Su Mujing looked at her for a while, suddenly smiled slightly, lowered her head and touched her with the tip of her nose, and said in a shallow voice: "Do you want to go outside to watch the show? All the people from the Sydney Garden are here."

"Really?" Yanzhi looked surprised when she heard this, as if she had received great favors. After a while, she was slightly worried: "Will your elders dislike me when they see me? After all, today is your father's birthday. If it makes him dislike me, wouldn't it be difficult for you?"

The actors are just inferior things, and it is naturally not good to take Dashou out to show it in front of others.

The powerful are also judging people. If you cannot take them out, you will naturally lower your value, so you will not do such a ridiculous thing in any serious situation.

How could Yanzhi look like he put himself in his shoes and thinks about him?

Su Mu reached out and gently hooked the tip of her nose, and said gently: "You don't have to worry about these things. If there is anything I am here, just watch the show with peace of mind."

Yanzhi nodded obediently when she heard this and followed him out.

Su Mu handed the white pages in his hand to Su Shou and hugged Yanzhi all the way out.

Yanzhi has been to Su Mansion for so long, but this is the first time he has walked in the Su Mansion. In the past, even if he took a walk, he would only walk in the yard.

Therefore, along the way, the servants of the Su Mansion all looked at each other secretly.

I had long heard that there was a girl hidden in the young master's house. She was born in the opera house in Xueliyuan. She protected her eyes as if she was looking like she was not allowed to step out of the yard. She kept sending good things inside. Her young master could not go back to the mansion a few times in the past, but now she returns every day, which shows how powerful this seducing method is.

I thought I was a beautiful woman with such a clever face, but I didn't expect to look green, soft and tender, and not as good as the national beauty.

In terms of this face, the girl Gu in Wutongyuan is much more outstanding. Her beautiful eyes are filled with sorrow, and sheds tears and makes people fall into it. That is the real beauty.

The author has something to say: Danqingshou: "My body has improved a little, and I will resume updates today.

I thought about it for a long time, but I still had to say to the elves. I haven't read the comment section since I replied to that comment. I really can't bear to leave you, which means I'm going to write alone again.

I know I should not close myself because of a person's comments. I absolutely accept suggestions for the shortcomings, but I really can't let go of such misinterpretation and insults. I haven't slept well for two nights. I feel very depressed and it has seriously affected my writing. But I can't say too much. If I say too much, it will not affect you. I can only endure it. I know that this will happen again in the future. After all, I am not good at kung fu, and I will come back when I become stronger!
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