geese return to autumn

The market is bustling, pedestrians rubbing shoulders, and the sounds of hawking and drinking are mixed with the crisp laughter of many children.

A Yu stood among a group of children, chewing on the soft pastry, staring intently at the clear sugar figurine gradually taking shape in the man's hands.

He raised his hand and tugged at Yanyin's sleeves, Yanyin shook the cakes, candied fruit and various snacks in both hands, his hair was covered with black lines.

Even if I was trapped in the formation, I shouldn't listen to him!It's hard to serve like a Buddha!

Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, A Yu turned her head and glanced at him. Unlike in Linfeng Building, Yan Yin's heart softened instantly with his truly clear eyes.He carried everything in one hand, and gave Ayu the freshly made sugar figurine. When Ayu took the sugar figurine, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and he was so happy that even the pastry at the corner of his lips smiled Raising upwards, Yanyin somehow stretched out his hand and wiped off the corner of his lips.

Ayu blinked.

Yan Yin felt that he was really stunned, and pulled him out of the crowd as if nothing had happened, "Let's go!"

The bustling market was behind him, Yan Yin led him into the alley and knocked on a wooden door.

The door opened, and a graceful and enchanting woman leaned against the door, looked at A Yu with interest, and smiled at Yan Yin: "Oh! This time I've only been out for half a month and even have a son!"

Yan Yin threw the big and small bags in her arms, and went in with A Yu.

Meng Hong continued: "Isn't it a son? That's... oh! Yan Yin, you eat tender grass, tsk tsk..."

"Snapped!"

Yan Yin slammed the door shut.A Yu freed her neck, and leaned on the window to watch Meng Hong outside.

"who is she?"

Yan Yin was impatient: "Old woman!"

A Yu:. . . . . . .

After a while, Meng Hong came to greet the two of them for dinner, and Ayu was full of pastries on the way, so she just stared at the two of them back and forth on the table.

Meng Hong propped her head and smiled, "Xiao Yu'er, we are not husband and wife. Don't be jealous, Yan Yin is honest in this respect, except for the occasional visit to the flower alley to moleste beauties, she is pretty clean..."

The bowl in Yan Yin's hand almost hit Meng Hong's face.

Meng Hong smiled and hid beside A Yu, put her arms around him and said, "I don't have any spare room here, anyway, you two are sleeping together!" A Yu curled her lips and said nothing, Meng Hong got up and put away The bowl and chopsticks, when they walked out the door, they suddenly said: "Be quiet at night, don't disturb the neighbors."

Yan Yin felt that he should have kept the bowl in his hand just now.

The moonlight is cool, jumping over the window sill, and sprinkled on the sleeping person in the couch, Yan Yin opened his eyes, looked at A Yu who was sleeping peacefully beside him, got up and went to bed, and tucked the quilt for him.

Not surprisingly, he is not the only one who cannot sleep at night.

Holding the wine jar, Meng Hong beckoned to him, and when he came over, she put the wine jar in front of him, "What? Do you want to drink away your worries?"

Yan Yin cut his teeth, "I don't dare to drink your Aunt Meng's wine, I might forget it after drinking it—"

Meng Hong smiled and said, "What did you forget?"

Yan Yin stopped talking.

"Before you went out this time, I told you, look, you really didn't escape."

Yan Yin sneered: "It's just a kid I've only known for a few days! He's still a guy! I'll have deep affection for him? Ridiculous!"

"Didn't you just laugh?"

Yan Yin was silent again.

Meng Hong said leisurely: "How do you escape the destiny?"

Yan Yin waved his hand irritably: "Come on! You're not a fortune-teller! It's not your business!"

Meng Hong shook her head and said with a smile, "I don't care about it, but don't you believe it every time!"

The moon breeze blows, and the stone steps are slightly cool.

A Yu has been doing nothing all day since arriving here, leaning on the window lattice with his chin in his hand to look at the flowers in the courtyard.

Suddenly a book was hit on the head, A Yu let out a cry of pain, and turned his head to gloat Yan Yin who was gloating.

"I bought you so many books and you don't read any of them, but you are here looking at flowers and butterflies?"

A Yu turned to the window and whispered: "You are smarter than you if you don't read." After speaking, he glanced at him, "Aren't you a killer! Why do you stay at home and drink all day long!"

The shoulders sank suddenly, and Yan Yin's breath with the smell of wine approached his cheeks, which made A Yu's porcelain-like face red, "I only pick up jobs on the first day of every month."

"The next job is in Xihai, and the seaweed over there is a must! Do you want to go with me, huh?"

The last sound was slightly nasal, and Ayu didn't know whether he was drunk or not.Glancing at his blurred eyes again, why does this guy look more confusing than the young master of Linfenglou!

"Don't go!"

Yanyin buried himself in his neck and hummed twice.After a while, he suddenly said: "If I came late that day, what would you do?"

Ayu didn't speak.

Yanyin stood up and walked out, "I don't want to become like Zhuguang. I will kill him."

Yan Yin paused, seeing the sadness and maturity on the boy's face that shouldn't have been there.

Yan Yin smiled: "Next time I come back, can I bring you red sea fish?"

A Yu pouted, "As you please."

Yanyin went there for a whole month this time.

The flower butterfly is gone, but the autumn butterfly is here as expected.

A Yu had already flipped through all the books that Yanyin bought for him, he closed the book irritably, and looked out the window, only to see Meng Hong's face.

Meng Hong put Panyunxiang Cake on the table, "Lunch is useless, so worried about him?"

A Yu pushed Yunxiang Cake away: "Who is worried about him!"

Meng Hong looked at him: "You rescued him that day really just for the sake of his future home?"

"if not!"

Meng Hong smiled and said: "Above that stream is the Temple of Mercy, as long as you go to the temple to show your identity, you will be invited to Beijing by nobles from Shengjing, why bother to stay with him in this small courtyard every day!"

A Yu didn't speak, just ate Yunxiang Cake in silence.

"I'll just say you two—" Meng Hong stopped abruptly, then frowned: "The smell of blood."

A Yu's hand trembled, and Yunxiang Cake fell to the ground.Meng Hong hurried out, A Yu just sat there in a daze.After a while, they heard a burst of messy footsteps, and Meng Hong rushed in with the help of Yan Yin, who was covered in blood, and said to A Yu: "What are you doing in a daze! Move the small case away!"

A Yu seemed to wake up suddenly, quickly swept the small case to the ground, watched Meng Hong help Yan Yin onto the couch, turned around and ran into the kitchen again.

It was the first time for A Yu to see him so embarrassed, his eyes were closed tightly, his face was pale, but the blood-stained robe was brighter than the red robe of that day, and the sword in his hand was still tightly clenched and never let go.He sat down on the couch and went to get the sword in his hand.

He held it tightly, and then he broke off his fingers one by one, and said in a suppressed voice: "Yanyin, let go of your hand."

The hand was unresponsive.

"Let go! What are you still holding on to! Kill me!"

Meng Hong held a water basin and stopped at the door.

A Yu's hand pressed tightly against the sword peak, the blood rolled into Yanyin's palm along the fingers, and reflected on his pale skin, it was astonishingly red.

"Bang!"

The sword hit the small case on the ground, A Yu suddenly raised his head, his vision was hazy.With bloody fingers struggling to hold A Yu's slender wrist, Yan Yin opened his eyes and frowned, "Small, what, a sword..."

A Yu drew out his hand and wiped his eyes, "I want you to care!" Yanyin tugged at the corner of his mouth, touching the wound on his face, and made a "hiss", and A Yu's eyes immediately became very nervous.

Meng Hong opened the door and came in, "Ah Yu, there is water sitting in the cooking room, go and watch."

Seeing A Yu walk out the door, Meng Hongcai said: "Those people again?"

Yan Yin closed his eyes, and his voice was weak: "I don't know why, but now they are all focused on dealing with me, and Yan Chen's life is really stable."

"Yanchen betrayed you?"

He shook his head, "I said earlier that I have no intention of being a knight. Only when he is alive can I be at ease."

Meng Hong said: "They want to destroy the Yan family, but they don't deal with Yan Chen who has attacked the noble first, but you, the only possible next one at present, unless..."

Yan Yin's eyes flashed, "Oh, this is troublesome."

"Are you going to help him?"

Yan Yin coughed twice, "No, he's dead, I'm going to retire, anyway, I'm just a bastard, and the Yan family has lost so many bastards, so I'm not the only one left."

Meng Hong suddenly smiled: "Is this a blessing in disguise for you?"

Yan Yin was taken aback for a moment, then looked at the white eyes floating out of the cooking room, "Forget it."

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