At the same time, in the quiet and deep courtyard, the breeze was gentle, and the air was mixed with the faint fragrance of flowers, which was fresh and pleasant.
Li Yun'er held a small hollow moiré silk fan and shook it carelessly, very comfortably. She glanced at the young man in Tsing Yi who was following her, her pupils were shining, and the corners of her lips raised a touching smile, which was eye-catching. Meaningful.
An Xiyue was not in a hurry, her clear and translucent eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, and she stared closely at the fan gently swaying in Li Yun'er's hand. The pattern was elegant yet noble, with gold thread borders and vivid cloud patterns embroidered in the fan. At first glance, it felt like clouds and mist were surrounding the fan, gradually condensing into a beautiful human shape, and it was about to soar away into the distance in an instant.
An Xiyue came back to her senses instantly while looking at the swaying fan, and said calmly: "Ms. Li is worthy of being born in a medical family. This psychedelic drug makes her wet without any flaws. I admire her."
Li Yun'er's eyes narrowed. She hated others knowing that her family was from a medical family. Then she glanced at the fan and sneered: "Girl is really good at sarcasm. If I really make my hair wet, I won't be discovered by girl. How can I do it?" There is no flaw in it, and the little tricks I did in front of the girl were nothing more than a joke."
An Xiyue suddenly felt speechless. She saw a trace of surprise in Li Yun'er's eyes, which seemed to be regret, annoyance and escape.
An Xiyue was staring at the beautiful round fan in a trance just now and seemed unable to control herself. Only then did she realize that the problem was with the round fan. Li Yun'er drugged Madam Ma, which made her too emotional until the end. She hit Lin Jingxian's maid.
An Xiyue was too lazy to study Li Yuner at this time.
Unless a woman is full of stories and she is willing to speak, putting a knife to her neck will not force her to say a single word.
Immediately, An Xiyue took out a pattern she drew on cloth from her cuff and said straightforwardly: "What does this pattern represent?"
The cloth in An Xiyue's hand was embroidered with the pattern that Li Yun'er made with flowers in Xu Wei's backyard that day. She originally thought it was a map that Li Yun'er wanted to give her, but in the end she discovered that it was not a map at all. It's more like drawing a token or a totem.
Especially the glyph in the middle is very special, and she spent a lot of effort to outline it.
Li Yuner was not surprised when she saw the cloth, but there was a hint of praise in her eyes. This pattern has been deeply imprinted in her mind. It is a pattern she sees every time she sees that person. Her intuition makes her feel this The pattern must not be simple.
Li Yun'er shook her head and stared at An Xiyue with extremely serious eyes for the first time, "I don't know."
Suddenly, Li Yun'er's voice changed and she said solemnly: "However, I can tell you a secret, and you must exchange it for a condition."
An Xiyue stared at Li Yun'er with raised eyebrows, "What are the conditions?"
Li Yun'er's eyes were full of hatred, and she said angrily: "Kill Xu Wei, the former governor of Jincheng." She only regretted that she was unable to kill Xu Wei. After so many years, she knew clearly that it was Xu Wei who harmed their Li Mansion. , but she was powerless.
An Xiyue was suddenly stunned. Wasn't Xu Wei executed long ago? She always thought that Li Yun'er's enemy was Ma Dachuan.
Li Yun'er opened her beautiful eyes angrily and murmured: "He deserves to die, even if he died a thousand times or ten thousand times, it's not an exaggeration. It's a pity that even if he was put in prison, he still escaped. I was filled with joy and thought he was dead." , you know? He didn't die, why, why wouldn't such a heinous person die?"
