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The night was dark, and in the streets and alleys, a few firefly lights came from far to near, and a few shadowy and cold figures came in from a distant street with lamps and swords on their waists.

Willows cross the wall, and the shadows of willow branches and leaves on the wall are hazy.The tassel palace lantern was shining with an orange light, and was held by the visitor.

The light and shadow on the floor stone trembled, and the orange light fell on a certain point, and suddenly stagnated.

The main entrance of the Huayuan Marquis Mansion was naturally hung with a lantern. The lantern was made of unknown material, and it illuminated an open space in front of the Marquis Mansion as bright as day.

The few people who came here were all dressed in black with arrow sleeves, and their black hair was tied high, with only the silver-white hairband hanging behind their heads, moving with the wind.Among them was a young man with a clear complexion who was extremely conspicuous. He was tall and tall, dressed in red clothes, and his aura was like a sword.

"This man is a servant of your mansion." The young man gestured with his eyes, and the entourage behind him moved back and threw a man in sackcloth with a bruised face to the gate of the waiting mansion.

The servants looked at each other while carrying their luggage, and the steward picked up the lantern hanging on the soft sedan chair and stepped forward quickly.

The man who fell to the ground rolled and screamed in pain.He took a little look, and bowed to the young man to salute, "This man looks very bland, he looks like a refugee outside the city."

Under the dim light, the young man gently stroked the hilt with his fingers on the waist sword, "It's not good. I saw him sneaking around for a long time under the garden wall at the back of the Hou Mansion. Search him for fear of finding something. Not necessarily a surprise.”

The housekeeper didn't dare to say more, "Thank you for this, Mr. Yan. It's late at night, Mr. Yan still has official duties."

Yan Li let out a "hmm", and glanced indifferently at the servants who were surrounding the soft sedan chair.That gaze was very sharp, like two cold arrows, it made Chunhua Qiuyue and others feel terrified.

The palace lantern hanging outside the sedan chair did not move for a long time, Tu Dan was sitting in the sedan chair, far away from the gate of the mansion, did not hear the housekeeper and others, only heard a cold reprimand, then the outside fell silent.Even Chunhua Qiuyue was silent.

"What's the matter?" Tu Dan's voice was soft and weak, he leaned softly on the sedan chair, as if he had no bones.His slender and soft fingers stretched out from under the long sleeves of the pale, almost transparent blue shirt, trying to open the curtains.

"Master, yes" Chunhua was beside the sedan chair, her voice flustered.

Tu Dan slightly raised the curtain with his hands, a scarlet corner of his clothes was in front of the window.I don't know what patterns are embroidered on the Zhuyi, it is very delicate and luxurious.

He was slightly taken aback, the young man's voice outside the window was low and cold, "Tu Er Gongzi" sounded very nice.

Tu Dan clenched his fingers, and was about to speak when the corners of his crimson clothes blew like the wind, and the car curtain in front of him was suddenly lifted, and a cold and slender figure appeared in front of Tu Dan.

The young man in red official uniform bent down slightly, his face was a little blurred under the flickering light.Before Tu Dan could react, the other party let go of his hand, and the car curtain fell again.

"I heard that Mr. Tu Er has been recuperating in Chaisang all year round, why did you come back today?" The voice outside the sedan chair was a little cold.

He asked these words without pain or itching, and Tu Dan's heart tightened when he heard it.

"The old lady in the mansion is seriously ill, our master"

"We..." Yan Shizi's lips were cold, and he glanced at Chunhua with a half-smile, "Hua Yuanhou's mansion has a good upbringing."

Chunhua's face turned pale.

The housekeeper's face was a bit ugly, "What Yan Shizi said is that these maidservants came to Jiangling for the first time, and they don't know the etiquette of respect and inferiority. In the future, the old slaves will discipline them well."

Chunhua has served Tu Dan in Chaisang for a long time, and she took care of everything in the other courtyard, so it is inevitable that she will not be able to change it when she arrives in Jiangling.

Although Chaisang has beautiful landscapes, it is still a small place. Compared with Jiangling, the old capital of Qin and Zhao, it is like fireflies and the sun and the moon.It is unavoidable for maidservants from the countryside to be ignorant of etiquette and respect.

Yan Li came in a hurry and left in a hurry.The servants carried the luggage into the waiting mansion, while Qiuyue Yingxia carefully helped Tu Dan out of the sedan chair.

This is the second time that the housekeeper confronts the second son who has been raised in Chaisang all the year round.Standing in front of the soft sedan chair, he didn't dare to look up at him, "The Second Young Master was frightened just now."

Chunhua took the lantern and walked quickly to Tu Dan's side.Tu Danzhou has been working hard all day, and he doesn't have much strength. When he speaks now, his fingertips are trembling, "Who was that just now?"

"That's Yanli, the eldest son of the Duke of Yan's mansion. His family has been prominent for generations, but now he is only in the year of dancing elephants, and he has already held an important position, and he is currently serving as the deputy envoy of Jiangling's patrol and thrift department."

The butler secretly glanced at Tu Dan with pale lips, and continued, "Although the deputy envoy of the Xunjian Division is not an important position in the capital, in Jiangling, he is the real power."

"No wonder he acts so recklessly." Tu Dan's chest was aching, and he couldn't help reaching out to stroke it.

This episode was only a few cups of tea, Chunhua helped him walk towards the gate of the house.Several people crossed the threshold, and the housekeeper stopped, "Second Young Master, you can see the courtyard wall opposite the door."

Tu Dan looked up, under the shadow of whirling willow branches and leaves, the white courtyard wall was mottled, and delicately carved windows could be vaguely seen.

"That is the Duke of Yan's mansion."

Tu Dan suddenly realized in his heart, no wonder he was able to bump into that Prince Yan at the main gate of Hua Yuanhou's Mansion in such a dark night.

After walking through the long veranda and admiring the poetic and picturesque night view of the front yard, several people quickly walked to the flower hall.

The tassel lamp swayed with the wind, and the light and shadow on the marble floor also trembled.

Tu Dan didn't even have the strength to take one more step, he panted lightly on his face, but sighed in his heart, the people in this mansion clearly knew that he was weak and sick, but they couldn't wait for one night.

"Eldest Wife, Second Wife, Third Wife, Second Young Master is here." The housekeeper stepped forward to reply.

"I've met my mother, all aunts." Tu Dan, supported by Chunhua, was about to kneel down and salute.

"You child, you have been exhausted for a day, and you still don't care about these gifts." The eldest lady stepped forward quickly and helped Tu Dan up.

Tu Dan raised his head with a pale complexion, and what he saw was a well-maintained face.

Mrs. Hua Yuanhou's mansion wore a loose woman's bun, with a silver hairpin slanting in, and she was looking at him with distressed face.

The light outside the leaking window was a bit dim, and when the pretty maid helped the young man to come, he was coughing lowly while pressing his fist against his pale lips.The young man was wearing an almost transparent blue shirt, with a watery cloud garment folded under the blue sleeves.

He has black hair and snow skin, and his shape is like a moonlight, but he is dyed with light water vapor, like ink dyeing.The young man opened the bead curtain slightly, and the flower hall was completely silent.

This is the bastard who was raised in the countryside of Chaisang

"I met my mother, aunts." His voice sounded tired.That's right, after all, I'm weak and sick, and I've been on the waterway for another half a month.

The eldest lady went to help him up, and Tu Dan raised his head.It was a rare look, hard to paint with pen and ink, and sloppy and greasy.