Lin Qingyan was forcibly driven away.

She left the eunuch palace holding an umbrella, which was given to her by Wang Lian.

But the material of this white oil-paper umbrella is obviously not something that a eunuch of Wang Lian's level would be willing to buy, let alone give it as a gift.

Lin Qingyan gripped the umbrella handle tightly and tightened her collar.

She thought Yang Li was right, the snow was indeed getting heavier.

This road is becoming increasingly difficult to travel on.

There was heavy snow and strong wind, which cut people's skin like knives. If the umbrella was not made of good material, it would be impossible to withstand such wind and snow.

You have to know that she lived in the side hall of the Changshou Palace, which was very far away from the Eunuch Palace. One was to the east and the other was to the west. It would take an hour to walk there.

In her previous life, Lin Qingyan had never walked such a long distance in the palace. After all, she was brought into the palace with the other concubines in a sedan chair. Usually, she would go to the Changle Palace next door to serve the seriously ill emperor. There was no other special long distance that she needed to walk.

After the emperor's death, there was nothing left to do but wait for death.

But today she knelt for a long time and walked for a long time. After walking for a while, she couldn't help but find a place to rest.

"I am so annoyed by this day. It is snowing so heavily and I still have to fetch charcoal for him to serve. I really don't know why the Nine Thousand Years Old Man keeps him like this."

"Shh, keep your voice down, there's someone over there."

"Tsk, how annoying! In the middle of winter, there are still people who like to sit outside..."

There were two young palace maids. After one of them noticed Lin Qingyan, the other one lowered her voice at the right time.

Lin Qingyan didn’t know who the person they were talking about was, but in her impression, Yang Li had never kept anyone in the palace, he only knew how to harm people.

The two palace maids quickly walked away, as if they were deliberately avoiding her for fear that she would know something.

Lin Qingyan wanted to follow, but her legs didn't have the strength.

She thought that Yang Li must have done something behind her back that she didn't know about, just like he saved herself and those innocent concubines in his previous life. If it weren't for that letter, she wouldn't be sure that her guess was correct.

The evil person like Yang Li turned out to be exactly the same as what I had guessed back then, and was the mastermind behind that incident.

At this moment, a strong wind blew past with snow, blowing her hair apart and the hairpin on it fell off.

It was a silver plum blossom hairpin, the only relic left to her by her biological mother.

In her previous life, when she and Yang Li met for the first time, he praised her hairpin for its beauty, but she didn't see him mention it today. Did he not notice it?

It shouldn't be.

She clearly only had this silver hairpin on her head, and she deliberately put it in the most conspicuous place.

Lin Qingyan sat in the corridor, picked up the hairpin and tied her hair up, looking at the heavy snow outside, and recalled her first and only meeting with Yang Li in her previous life.

At that time, Yang Li's speech was not as cold as it is today.

I still remember that the snow was not heavy at that time, just a few drops falling on people, and I didn’t feel any cold.

She was planning to secretly leave the palace with the rescued concubines, but she found that her hairpin had fallen off. She rushed back despite the dissuasion, and it was at that time that she met Yang Li.

……

[Strange, why can't I find the hairpin? ]

[I clearly bumped into someone here just now, so the hairpin should have fallen here...]

Lin Qingyan bent down and looked for the hairpin in the snow, but could not find any trace of silver in the white snow.

[Will it be picked up by someone? ]

A bad guess emerged in her mind. If this was true, she might not be able to find it. Although the hairpin was not made of gold, the palace maids and eunuchs could exchange it for a few taels of silver at the pawnshop outside...

Thinking of this, Lin Qingyan felt annoyed. She shouldn't have been so focused on running away and not paying attention to the ground. Now she was afraid that she would be picked up by someone.

But she walked forward a few steps without giving up, and saw the figure standing quietly in the snow at a corner.

The man was holding her lost plum blossom hairpin in his hand, staring at the plum blossom on it in a trance.

He stood there, his features were picturesque and he looked clean and tidy.

Only her pair of grey eyes seemed somewhat special, but she was in a hurry to get her hairpin back at that time and had no time to think too much.

"this is yours?"

He moved his hand and avoided Lin Qingyan's hand.

Lin Qingyan couldn't speak, she could only gesture with her hands, pointed at the hairpin and nodded, then pointed at her throat and shook her head.

Most people in the palace do not understand sign language, so it is easier to make people understand what you mean by using simple and clear methods.

"That's it."

His voice softened and he returned the hairpin to her without hesitation.

"Your hairpin is very beautiful."

"Please keep it well in the future."

The voice is soft and gentle.

At that time, Lin Qingyan was focused on the hairpin that she had lost and recovered, and didn't pay much attention to him.

Instead, the other party recognized her identity through her clothes and kindly reminded her: "If you don't leave now, you will not be able to keep up with those people."

Some small change was placed in Lin Qingyan's palm.

She only heard him say: "It's not a gift for you, consider it as an apology for just now." He was referring to his action of deliberately avoiding her just now.

Lin Qingyan didn't want to accept it, but she heard him say, "Leave the palace early. The road will be difficult to walk on if the snow is heavy."

At this time, a group of palace maids and eunuchs also came from a distance. Lin Qingyan knew that her identity was special, so she hurriedly hid but didn't know where to hide.

"Don't be afraid. Go back the way you just came. I'll help you hold them back."

He pointed in the direction and walked in the opposite direction of her.

Lin Qingyan wanted to speak but couldn't, so she could only turn around and look at him one last time.

He was wearing thin, coarse grey clothes, and must be a person of low status.

【Thanks. 】

She signed silently.

Then he ran in that direction without looking back.

At that time she did not think that this man might be a eunuch.

But after Lin Qingyan quickly caught up with those people, when she asked them about this person, she heard the name of a eunuch - Yang Li.

He is also a eunuch who does all kinds of evil.

Because only this eunuch has a pair of gray eyes that are different from others.

Lin Qingyan suddenly thought of the place where the man had just stood...If they were discovered while escaping, that road would be the only way to catch them.

So a bold and outrageous guess came into her mind, a guess that no one would believe if she told it to others.

Yang Li is saving them.

At that time, Yang Li's reputation was not good. Many civil officials wrote articles to praise him openly or criticize him secretly, comparing him to a crane, but implicitly referring to the cruel black crane.

This black crane is a kind of crane that eats its own kind.

It is completely opposite to the noble and upright white crane and is disliked and hated by the world.

But Yang Li doesn't think so, he feels that he is a grey crane, with the same grey eyes as his. It should be a good omen that he will live a long life.

Lin Qingyan was fortunate enough to see someone comment on his statement: The world calls it a black crane, but I call it a gray crane. However, the white crane family is unique and different, which is more than just a joke.

Yes.

Yang Li was born into a family of scholars and officials. His parents and ancestors were all like white cranes, and there had never been anyone like him.

Whether it is black or gray, it is ultimately not presentable.

Yang Li, the only stain on the Yang family.

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