With the two portraits drawn by Qin Yaoguang herself, Donglin and his team saved a lot of effort in their search for people.

Only then could we find these two people in the crowded capital before the festival.

It happened this evening. After I found the person, I immediately came to inform Donglin.

At that time, a reunion banquet was being held in the Princess's mansion, so Donglin went to deal with it first. After returning to the mansion, he had the opportunity to report only at this time.

Yan Changqing's eyes shone, and his expression suddenly became serious: "Where is it?"

Donglin reported: "I have taken them to the porter house and have temporarily settled them there."

If they had not arrived in time, the grandparents and grandchildren would have been sent on a cargo ship heading south. By then, it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack, with no trace to be found.

After listening to him, Yan Changqing pondered for a moment and ordered: "Early tomorrow morning, have someone cover up the traces and bring them to the mansion."

"Yes!"

Donglin bowed and was about to leave.

"and many more."

Yan Changqing called him to stop, but frowned and thought, and did not speak.

Donglin was surprised.

The general has always been decisive in killing and acting cleanly, and rarely thinks twice.

Could it be that something has changed in the case of the Minister of the Imperial Guards?

Donglin was just thinking when he heard Yan Changqing finally speak in a questioning tone: "Donglin, do you know a woman who is good at combing hair?"

?

A huge question mark slowly floated above Donglin's head.

What is the general saying?

He had a look of surprise on his face, and looked at his own general as if he were a stranger.

Yan Changqing had difficulty asking this question. Being looked at by Dong Lin like this, he immediately avoided his gaze and pretended to casually look at the map hanging on the wall.

Donglin stretched out his hand and waved it in front of him: "General?"

"What's the matter?" Yan Changqing asked in a deep voice.

"Have you been possessed?"

If it weren't for the possession of another's body, why would the general care about such trivial matters as combing his hair.

Caught off guard, Yan Changqing was choked by saliva and coughed several times.

"What kind of seizure is this? What nonsense!"

He glared at Dong Lin and said, "Go get me a woman who knows how to comb my hair. It would be best if she knows how to do makeup."

Dong Lin couldn't help but say, "General, why do you have to go far away? Nanny Deng who serves Her Royal Highness the Princess knows how to do it, and there must be others in Huamu Hall who know how to do it."

"Just go if I tell you to. Why are you talking so much?"

After driving Donglin away, Yan Changqing lay on the bed and took out a soft primrose-colored embroidered handkerchief from his arms.

There is a faint cool fragrance on the silk handkerchief.

It was when he was massaging his wife's head in the lamp tower that he saw the silk handkerchief placed next to her and quietly put it away.

Her scent was tinged with his body temperature.

When he thought of this, he couldn't help but feel his throat tighten.

The same night, the same sleepless night with eyes open in the darkness.

Qin Yaoguang hugged the quilt and turned over, clamping the quilt tightly with her legs and pressing her hot cheek against the cool satin.

However, in just a moment, the coolness turned into heat.

Eyes open, unable to fall asleep.

When I close my eyes, I can't help but think of that passionate and long kiss.

His strength, his restraint.

All of them make people fall deeply in love and unable to extricate themselves.

She didn't know when she fell asleep, she only knew that she had a very happy dream.

In the dream, it was when Yan Changqing had just returned to the capital and was conferred the title of Prince of Anle. He moved all the rewards he received for his military exploits back to the Princess's Mansion.

Watching the boxes and cages being carried into Huamu Hall like a stream, Qin Yaoguang stood in the corridor, looking at him with great joy.

My heart and eyes are filled with only him.

All gold, silver, jewelry, cloth, and other valuables are not as important as him.

Yan Changqing walked up to her, gently held her in his arms, and told her that he was sorry and that he had wasted ten years of her time.

She hugged him back, trembling, tears streaming down her face silently.

That night was the couple’s belated wedding night.

She had waited ten years for this night.

Inside the big red tent, there are red waves.

The two people's long black hair was spread out and tangled together.

His big, calloused hands covered her and clenched her slender, jade-like fingers, controlling her tightly inch by inch, making it impossible for her to escape.

The delicate little toes were tightly curled up, and the beautiful eyes were relaxed and misty.

Red plum blossoms are blooming on the pure white silk handkerchief.

The next few days were the happiest time of her life.

Yan Changqing has always been by her side.

I accompanied her into the palace to pay respects to the Queen Mother, and also met Chun Ning, who was as timid as a little white rabbit.

Chun Ning followed her husband Lu Yi closely, secretly watching her but not daring to go up to her and speak.

But she was full of energy and didn't take her timid sister seriously at all.

after that……

"Master, master?"

Guyu's gentle voice sounded: "Master, are you in a nightmare?"

Qin Yaoguang shuddered all over and suddenly woke up.

Only then did I realize that my forehead was covered with cold sweat and I was sweating all over.

Her mouth was dry, so she drank half a cup of soothing medicinal tea from Guyu's hand, and the fear in her heart slowly dissipated.

"What time is it?" she asked.

"It's not even Yin hour yet."

Guyu agreed, touched the bed sheet that was soaked with her cold sweat, and said, "Master, I'll change the bed sheet for you. Would you like to sleep for a while?"

"it is good."

Qin Yaoguang agreed, and sat on the soft couch by the window with his outer robe hugged, his chin in his hand, lost in thought.

Was that a dream just now?

It's just like her personal experience, vivid and lifelike.

All those subtle details during the marriage consummation, his breathing and strength, could not be that of another person.

Moreover, this dream is exactly the same as the plot of the original book.

In the original book, the original owner and Yan Changqing did have a good relationship for a while, just when he had just returned to Beijing.

Could this be what Bian Chen said, that she would slowly remember it?

But why use the word “think”?

Thinking hard.

Qin Yaoguang didn't dare to think any further. Guyu had already changed the bed sheets and quilts, so she went back to bed.

After lighting a calming incense stick, Guyu extinguished the candle and sat on the footstool.

"Master, go to sleep. I will keep watch over you."

Qin Yaoguang hummed and closed her eyes.

She thought she couldn't fall asleep, but after a short while, she fell asleep again.

This time I didn’t have any dreams and slept soundly until dawn.

After morning exercise, I had breakfast.

Chun Ning took Yan Shouzhuo and Yan Jinyin to Zhufeng Academy to start today's classes.

She spread out the scroll on the desk, wanting to paint what she saw from the lantern tower last night, the capital city in the dark night.

A voice came from the corridor: "The maid pays respects to the Prince Consort."

Yan Changqing stepped into the room and said, "Madam, the grandparents have been found. I have sent them to the mansion. Where do you think we should interrogate them?"

Bathed in the morning light, Yan Changqing swept away the gloom and loneliness of last night, with a handsome face and a refreshing temperament.

Qin Yaoguang retracted his gaze and lowered his eyes and said, "Just let them come to me."

The drunken kiss and the dream last night made her afraid to face his eyes.

But Yan Changqing seemed unaware of anything and took a step towards her.

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