The alley suddenly fell into silent silence again.
Xuanwei turned his back to the two of them and stopped at the entrance of the alley, cutting off the connection between this place and the outside.
Song Jinyin felt the hot heat spread from her waist, just like when he returned home smelling of alcohol in Zhuya Courtyard, it was the same, forgetting the grudges, and held her tight.
It's just that everything has been too long, so long that it's blurry, and it's been so long that she can't make any waves in her heart.
Even if she saw it now, apart from the initial trace of fatigue and despair, by this moment, she had completely regained her composure.
"I have been chasing news about you and Shen Yuhe for a long time."
The man finally broke the brief silence, his voice low and hoarse, with a hint of caution, sounded beside her.
"From Kyoto to that village, and then all the way south, I..."
The arm around her waist never loosened, showing his usual domineering attitude, but the hand next to her was trembling imperceptibly.
Just like Pei Yanzhou at this moment.
Although I have hugged the person I miss so much, I feel overwhelmingly confused and at a loss in my heart.
Song Jinyin didn't want to look at him, and even instinctively resisted his approach, which was different from every time before.
Realizing this, Pei Yanzhou's words drifted away and he didn't speak again, but he stubbornly refused to let go.
Everything is the same as before.
But the deep depth of her eyes had been shattered by her indifference.
Those silences turned into sharp blades, connected with each previous scene, cutting through the bones and blood all over his body again and again, making the dull pain intensify.
It also made people who had no fear of this world dare not look into Song Jinyin's eyes.
He was afraid of seeing hatred and disgust in that clarity.
But the person in her arms didn't leave him much time. She seemed to wake up, moved her arms, and used great strength to break free from his confinement.
Pei Yanzhou didn't dare to exert any force, his eyes swept over her belly, and then back to her face.
"I......"
"Thank you, Master, for coming to the rescue."
Song Jinyin didn't raise her eyes, she just blessed her body. Her voice was clear and calm, just like countless passers-by walking on the street.
"The daughter of the people has important things to do, so she won't bother the young master too much."
"Song Jinyin."
Pei Yanzhou was completely panicked in his heart, but apart from calling her name, he couldn't think of anything or say anything.
The girl in front didn't react at all.
He didn't even glance at Xiuxiu, who was fainting not far away, and turned around and left.
It wasn't until her wrist was grabbed by a force that Song Jinyin had no choice but to turn around and look at the person in front of her.
"If your daughter is not called Song Jinyin, please respect yourself, sir."
The sentence was cold and cold, without any emotion, and fell lightly.
Pei Yanzhou just looked at her, his eyes gradually turning red.
The only piece left in my heart collapsed completely, and tiny cracks scratched every part of my heart, like Ling Chi.
He thought about it for so long, afraid of Song Jinyin's hatred, afraid of Song Jinyin's disgust, and afraid that Song Jinyin would become desperate.
But what he didn't expect was that there was nothing in those clear water eyes.
None of the things he feared existed.
When those eyes looked over, they were indifferent, as if he was just an insignificant person and not worthy of her attention.
But it was this cold gaze that made him even more panicked.
Pei Yanzhou held her hand tightly and wouldn't let go. His eyes were crimson, his reason collapsed, and the calmness he had maintained for many years was completely broken.
He actually had a lot to say to her.
He wanted to say that he wanted to marry her, and that if he couldn't keep the child, as long as she took good care of herself, they would have more children in the future.
He also wanted to say that when he returned to Kyoto City, he would look for an opportunity to leave the house and take her to live in that house.
What kind of flowers to plant and how many yards to set up are all up to her.
He thought that as long as Song Jinyin was still resentful and angry, even if she was afraid, he could always coax her out with time.
But he thought a lot, but he never expected that Song Jinyin would let go completely, leaving only a faint trace.
Pei Yanzhou's thin lips moved, and the other hand that was not holding hers curled up and then clenched tightly, with blue veins prominent.
He looked at the little red face of the girl in front of him and felt very distressed, but when he opened his mouth again, only her name was left.
"Song Jinyin, I..."
"Sir, you have recognized the wrong person."
Song Jinyin shook her hand, but couldn't get away, so she had to interrupt him, "I told you that my name is not Song Jinyin. If you want to find someone, please go to the Yamen."
After a pause, Song Jinyin stopped moving and spoke calmly again.
"Or do you want to use your power to suppress others and force me, a common man, to bow his head?"
When she was in the Duke's Mansion, although she was stubborn and refused to give in, it was because she was holding a breath in her heart.
But now she scanned the people in front of her, and beneath her stubbornness was a coldness from the bottom of her heart.
After being found by him again, Song Jinyin knew that there would be no chance of escape.
But now the only concern is still in her belly. No matter how threatened Pei Yanzhou is, it is absolutely impossible for her to follow him back as obediently as before.
Her heart has long since died from the countless days she was looked down upon by him. At this moment, she would rather be Song Ci until she dies.
The drizzle fell again, and a hazy mist emerged.
Pei Yanzhou watched her black hair covered with drizzle and finally let go of her hand.
"I'll take you back."
"No need."
Song Jinyin took a step back, and the defensiveness that flashed in her eyes clearly fell into Pei Yanzhou's eyes, making his stiff body tremble in pain again.
"good."
In the end, it was Pei Yanzhou who lowered his head first. He suddenly laughed to himself and lowered his eyes to look at the corner of her cloak.
"If you don't want to, I won't force you, but you have to let Dr. Mu take a look..."
"No need to trouble others, I have a doctor myself."
The voice of rejection added a bit of coldness, Song Jinyin wrapped her cloak tightly, raised her hand to cover her lower abdomen, and once again distanced the two of them.
She was still confused about Pei Yanzhou's lowered head.
He was obviously engaged to the Xu family, but he looked as if he was a lost treasure, which made people feel confused and ridiculous.
It wasn't until this moment that Song Jinyin suddenly reacted.
He traveled thousands of miles to find her, probably because of the child in her belly.
For a person like Pei Yanzhou, who said he did not want to keep this child, he would not be relieved until he saw it with his own eyes.
"Do you have a doctor yourself? Shen Yuhe?"
Although he knew he shouldn't be angry at this time, Pei Yanzhou still became angry because of the word "husband" he had heard before.
He pressed down firmly, but his voice still fluctuated.
"Shen Yuhe...Okay, even if he has great medical skills, is he still by your side at this moment? How is your health? You..."
"No matter who it is, it has nothing to do with the young master, and the same goes for my body."
The person in front of her seemed determined to be unwilling. She turned around again and left without looking at him again.
Xuanwei in front saw Song Jinyin walking out of the alley alone, and didn't know whether to stop him or not.
Song Jinyin was not afraid, she just looked at the swords in the hands of several people quietly, and suddenly remembered that she had already met these people once in front of Qian Lai Inn.
After a long while, Song Jinyin chuckled and finally looked back.
"Does the young master want to kill a common girl in broad daylight?"
Pei Yanzhou stood there, looking at the figure getting farther and farther away from him, and said something in a voice that he couldn't hear clearly before retreating.
He had put her into dangerous situations countless times, and he had also seen her with a sword at her neck, on the verge of life and death.
But now, Song Jinyin looked back at him with a nonchalant tone and asked him if he wanted to kill her.
Pei Yanzhou suddenly fell into a dead silence, unable to see anything clearly and unable to hear any sounds.
...
Song Jinyin finally left here alone.
She walked step by step in the cold wind, as if she had returned to the time when she was eight years old. She also stepped into Zhuya Courtyard step by step, with fear.
She didn't understand anything that year. She only knew that overnight, she lost her mother, the gentle Duke's wife, and her brother Yan Zhou who once risked his life to save her.
Everything seemed to be only dark, making it difficult for her to move.
But even so, Pei Yanzhou had a good time, and she remembered it for many years.
It’s just that the days are too long.
The person who grew up in her heart finally stopped in the memory of a certain day after hurting her again and again, and became a passing cloud, which is extremely difficult to remember again.
It was so long that when he chose not to have her child, the last thought in his heart finally couldn't hold on and completely collapsed.
No longer tied by the past, she no longer held on to the faint hope that one day he might take her into his heart.
Song Jinyin walked farther and farther, and finally detoured out of the long street.
She had no intention of running away this time, and she knew that Pei Yanzhou, who could find him here, would not give her another chance to run away.
But this time, she wouldn't stop and look back.
Life and death are not only in Pei Yanzhou's hands, but also in her own hands.
...
When Cang Lin arrived, he didn't see Song Jinyin who had left.
He only saw the person who had been standing in the alley for an unknown length of time. Under the shadow, his dark eyes were lifeless.
The visitor was startled, but out of the corner of his eye he saw another strange figure being dragged away.
I think the master must have met Miss Jin Yin, but this side didn't look good.
"Master Cang Lin, how should we deal with this woman?"
When Xuanwei saw the person coming, he felt relieved. They didn't dare to ask the master in front of them, but they had to deal with the person properly.
"What did this woman do?"
"It looks like he has bullied Miss Jin Yin, but if he kills this woman directly, I'm afraid the girl will be affected."
Kurin frowned.
This woman is obviously also an embroiderer.
Now that Miss Jin Yin is still pregnant, she must not get pregnant because of these idle people.
"Throw it back to the embroidery workshop first, don't let her freeze to death outside and rely on the girl, and then send people to keep an eye on her to find her..."
"Go and find out where this woman came from."
Pei Yanzhou finally reacted and looked at the place where Song Jinyin disappeared. His voice was low and hoarse, "She is not in good health and cannot listen to those things about blood."
Cang Lin reacted immediately and nodded in agreement.
Sometimes, punishment does not have to be death. Just like Ye Wanqiu, who was about to marry into the Chen family, now she heard that she was a little crazy.
