The initial shyness gradually dissipated after Song Jinyin started applying medicine for him.
Especially after hearing a few words about Lin Jingxiu, she even forgot about her current situation.
In front of him was the man's strong chest.
Song Jinyin kept moving her hands, but her eyes couldn't help but fall on the healed old scars on his head.
Different from the wounds on the back, in addition to the marks left by the arrows, there were also wounds stabbed by the sword on the front.
She had secretly glanced at him many times, and she even remembered that when she first saw him, she felt extremely sorry for him, but at that time, he only glanced at her and sneered at her concern.
Finally all the medicine on the wound was changed.
Song Jinyin pursed her lips, and after she stopped moving, the coldness of the herbs was still on her fingertips.
"I'll put things away."
"etc."
Pei Yanzhou noticed her depression instantly, and although he didn't know why, he still subconsciously stopped her.
"I will do whatever you want, don't be unhappy, Yin Yin."
Song Jinyin was still a little uncomfortable with Pei Yanzhou like this. She turned her head and sniffed.
Just as he was about to put things away, when he turned around, he swept away the letter he had placed beside his pillow.
There was no one else in the inn, so he didn't throw anything into the brazier.
"Don't move. I won't look. I'll pick it up."
Song Jinyin really didn't want to see the wound that had been carefully applied with medicine burst open again, so she avoided him and held her hand, bending down.
As soon as he touched something on the ground, he was stunned by the words he saw above.
The owner of the embroidery shop in the letter is probably not referring to the Jinyu Embroidery Shop in Luocheng. If so, it means that Pei Yanzhou is investigating Zhou Yan'an.
Song Jinyin was dazed for a moment, not sure how much this man had found.
On the cloth spread out on the other side, there was something like a mark. She couldn't understand it, but it vaguely seemed to mention things about Kyoto City and the Duke's Mansion.
Song Jinyin didn't look at it, she just quickly grabbed the thing into her hand and handed it over.
"Yinyin doesn't need to be so cautious. You can look at my things as long as you want."
The man did not answer, but looked at the girl in front of him seriously, "As for what happened before, I want to tell you again, that imperial edict will not count."
"What imperial edict?"
Song Jinyin didn't react for a moment.
Until she remembered the marriage grant mentioned by Shen Yuhe, Pei Yanzhou's tall figure had already shrouded her, and he was closer to her.
"The imperial decree of marriage will not count. If you are not by my side in the future, I will not have a royal concubine."
"But I also told you that you don't have to be like this."
After a long while, Song Jinyin spoke to him.
The man in front of her was a little close to her, and his burning eyes fell on her, showing undisguised affection and reluctance.
She subconsciously wanted to step back, but suddenly she bumped into the bed frame and leaned back.
The next moment, it was the man's arms, as if he had planned it for a long time, and when he hugged the person, he sighed with satisfaction.
"I know you don't care. I just want you to know my thoughts. I won't use this to force you, and I won't in the future. Don't worry, Yin Yin."
The man was not as close as before, and every word he spoke seemed to be ready to let go, making Song Jinyin's refusal seem quite weak.
She was speechless for a moment, feeling his arms getting hotter and hotter, and she turned her head to avoid those deep black eyes.
The silence in the house started to make a difference.
Song Jinyin was finally infected by his warmth. She felt panicked and found an excuse to break the silence.
"Just now I saw the owner of the embroidery workshop was written in your letter. Why did you go to check on him?"
The man kept looking down at her, his expression did not change, and he did not let go.
He was a little unhappy when she asked about her boss named Zhou, but he was quickly silenced.
"He knows too many people in Kyoto, Yin Yin. Even if he and you met because of embroidery, Shen Yuhe, Yong'an Marquis, and even Xu Youyi should not have contact with him at the same time."
"Xu Youyi?"
Song Jinyin was a little surprised when she heard this name.
Zhou Yanan did not want to return to his identity as the young master of the Zhou family, and he was determined not to let Xu Youyi recognize him. How could Xuanwei see him interacting with each other now.
And if Xu Youyi knew his identity, with her temperament, she would have barged in front of Zhou Yanan, and there would be no way she would have the peace she has now.
"Xu Youyi is with Dong Zhou's family?"
"Well, it's her."
Pei Yanzhou stared closely into Song Jinyin's eyes and saw the fluctuation in her eyes. The man reached out and stroked her broken hair behind her ears, and said in a low and careless voice: "Why is Yin Yin alone surprised at Xu Youyi?"
"It's because... the Hou Mansion and I are too far away. Only Xu Youyi has ever had contact with us."
Song Jinyin lowered her eyes, avoiding his probing eyes.
I don’t know if the man realized something was wrong, but he chuckled softly, and when he spoke again, it was gentle and unreasonable, "Yinyin says whatever she says, I don't care much about other people's things, but if Yinyin wants to If you hear other news, I would also like to tell it to Yin Yin."
Song Jinyin then raised her eyes and looked back at him.
Seeing that there was nothing wrong with his face and that he was not as pale as before, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief and pointed to the side.
"Then Prince, just lie down and talk. You have nothing to do. I am also willing to hear some news about the Duke's mansion."
After confirming that Pei Yanzhou still didn't know Zhou Yanan's identity, Song Jinyin stopped testing.
She didn't care about the Duke's Mansion, nor was she at all curious about the news inside the Duke's Mansion.
But now that she wasn't sure about Zhou Yanan's thoughts, she couldn't continue talking, causing Pei Yanzhou to notice something strange.
She thought that if Zhou Yanan wanted to start over, he would probably have made plans not to be recognized.
Then let the old friends always be just old friends, just stay in the corner of the memory.
Pei Yanzhou didn't let her go for too long. After lying back on the bed, he pointed at the letter with many marks and spoke to the girl in front of him.
"The Duke's Mansion must be having an uneasy time this New Year."
Seeing that Song Jinyin didn't seem to care much, Pei Yanzhou paused for a moment and said with hesitation: "And this instability must be related to the Liu family."
Song Jinyin's eyes blinked, her eyes were dazed for a moment, and then she curved her lips.
"Your Majesty, don't worry about me. I have nothing to do with that place. I just want to hear the excitement."
"Then what if she has difficulties? If she has difficulties, are you still willing to stay involved with that place?"
Song Jinyin was startled.
A few days ago, she also heard Pei Yanzhou mention it in a subtle and subtle way.
She had thought countless times that she would hear such words one day.
In this way, she will feel that the gloomy days may not be too hard after all.
The parents who loved her in her memory were always there.
But now she heard such a guess from Pei Yanzhou again, which seemed to be a little more certain than the last time. However, she felt that these did not seem to be able to heal her past thoughts and those countless nights after being left behind. Fear.
Song Jinyin even wanted to ask, if Ms. Liu really had her reasons, could Pei Yanzhou really let go of the hatred in his heart for the past eight years and speak to Ms. Liu calmly.
But when the words came to his lips, there was only a faint smile left.
She couldn't let go, and neither could Pei Yanzhou.
This man has been sinking in the darkness for so many years. No matter how difficult things were that day, there is no way to bring him back to the sun.
And although Song Jinyin was not in the house that day, she knew that Mrs. Liu and the Duke's wife were indeed in the same place.
Song Jinyin blinked hard and watched as her vision changed from blurry to clear.
She looked at Pei Yanzhou.
Those deep black eyes were filled with complex emotions. He probably wanted to use Liu as a last ditch attempt to evoke her reluctance, but he forgot to hide the struggle under his eyes.
These are the two of them.
Children, identity, the Liu family, and the past are all part of the gap between the two of them. It can't be crossed, and she doesn't want to cross it again.
"Tell me something else."
Song Jinyin pretended to be relaxed and spoke.
Mrs. Liu today is no longer the gentle mother she remembered.
She is more ruthless and capable than she thought.
To be able to reach the current status in the Duke's Mansion, while gaining the attention of the old lady and the Duke, and at the same time making things unstable, he should have made plans a long time ago.
But there was no place for her in those plans.
If there is really a reason for it, maybe it's that sentence that makes people unable to criticize it for her own good.
But from the beginning to the end, no one asked her how she would choose, and whether she was willing to survive as an abandoned person. Thinking about it, she couldn't help but feel bitter.
...
Pei Yanzhou's letter was written a few days ago, but he could probably guess the current situation of the Duke's Mansion.
But Pei Yanzhou didn't pay much attention.
No aristocratic family can live without trouble for a hundred years. No matter whether he hates it or not, the Pei family will have to go through this once before they can be stable.
He just opened his mouth to Song Jinyin with a little bit of testing.
She spoke slowly, thinking that maybe by mentioning those things, she would be a little shaken by Mrs. Liu.
At this time, the Duke's mansion was indeed in a gloomy mood.
The originally lively New Year's Day has become a cautious day when no one dares to say anything.
While taking care of the angry Duke, Mrs. Liu also helped the old lady manage affairs.
Before she could lead the girls and young men in the house to watch the New Year's Eve, she also fell ill and handed over part of her housekeeping rights.
Everyone else was eager to take over a little bit of power, but she became more and more honest, for fear that her illness would delay the affairs of the house.
It's just that the second lady has not returned to Zhuangzi, and the third lady is not valued by the old lady and has never interfered in the affairs of the house.
When Mrs. Liu stopped, the old lady felt that everything was not going well.
But I have to make do with this day.
In addition to waiting for the Pei parents and grandchildren to return home, the old lady can only hope that Mrs. Liu will get better soon.
But no one knew that in Liu's house after nightfall, the originally weak person was leaning casually on the soft floor, rubbing his forehead with his bare hands.
Although there was a hint of fatigue between his brows, his eyes looked lazy and not at all uncomfortable.
