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The weather was fine that day, and the autumn was bright and clear. When Yin Qingyu was painting in the back garden, Yin Fengxiang happened to pass by.

Yin Fengxiang refused to disturb, but when Yin Qingyu looked up and saw him, she took the initiative to speak: "Fengxiang."

Yin Fengxiang came over and asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

Yin Qingyu looked at him, and said: "I didn't finish what I said the day before yesterday... You are in the princess' mansion, so you will inevitably be restrained, why not... I will go to see the princess and ask her to allow you to go back?" Yin Fengxiang has been worried for the past two days. It was not easy to save his life, if something happened again, the princess would not tolerate him.

Yin Fengxiang asked back: "Are you going back with me?"

Seeing that he was silent, he said again: "Don't worry, it won't be the same as before."

Yin Qingyu put down her brush and seemed to get up.Yin Fengxiang knew that his words had forced him, so he sighed softly, and said softly: "I have no other intentions. It's just that the elder brother is here now, and he is also wronged."

Yin Qingyu said: "The princess treats me very well, why am I wronged?"

"My eldest brother lived in Fenghua Villa since he was a child, and he has always lived in seclusion. Even if he went out, he would only be within a radius of ten miles. My eldest brother ran away from home when he was 17 years old. He must not like living in such a poor life... Now at the princess's mansion, what is the same as before? different?"

Yin Qingyu's heart skipped a beat.yes!The shackle-like life in Fenghua Villa made him depressed. He thought about leaving countless times and lived a free life, even if he was poor and rough... Someone once encouraged him by his side: travel thousands of miles, travel all over the country!

It's... Cheng Fei!His expression changed.

Yin Fengxiang seemed to know what he was thinking, and continued: "You insisted on going with him at the beginning because you didn't want to fall into bondage; there will be today... It's not what you want."

Yin Qingyu was silent for a while, then said calmly: "I chose the road myself, so I have nothing to complain about."

"I know, you don't blame him," Yin Fengxiang said, "Don't you want to know about him?"

"So what if you know, he's just an old friend from the past." Yin Qingyu smiled faintly, "He should be married."

Yin Fengxiang pondered for a moment, then nodded.

"That's good, I wish him all the best." When Cheng Fei was mentioned again, there were not many ups and downs in his heart.It's like a violent and turbulent dream, only a faint trace is left after waking up.

Yin Fengxiang stared at Yin Qingyu, not intending to tell him that Cheng Fei had approached him about his affairs after marriage.

——After meeting Cheng Fei in Xiaoyao Fort, he immediately returned to Fenghua Villa and continued to search.A few days later, Cheng Fei and Ling Weiwei got married, and he also went. During the dinner, although Cheng Fei forced a smile on his face, he was obviously restless, and when he happened to look at him, his face turned ashen.

He deliberately sat and did not leave, and was the last one to leave.Before leaving, he met Mr. Cheng who came up to him, and said in a genuine manner: "Master Yin, I heard that brother Ling disappeared for no reason. He is just a scholar, and there are many people in Guizhuang. He should take good care of him."

He suppressed his anger, and replied: "My elder brother is taking care of me, and I have the head of the escort to worry about it. I am still young, and I don't have much experience in housekeeping. I have to ask the old man for advice on everything. I heard that the family education in the family is very strict. He has always been upright, has never done anything indecent, and has never broken his promise, which is really gratifying and congratulatory."

Cheng Jinyuan was hit by a heart attack, his face turned purple in an instant, and the hand holding the wine glass couldn't help shaking.

Seeing that the momentum was not right there, Cheng Fei hurried over, hugged his father, and asked in a low voice, "Father?"

Cheng Jinyuan raised his hand and shook his son away, then slapped Cheng Fei on the face with his backhand.

Cheng Fei glanced at his father who was still panting, and endured silently, just standing aside.

All the guests dispersed in the lobby, except for him, there were only a few servants from the Cheng family who were cleaning up the tables and chairs. This slap made everyone stunned.The air became stiff.

He didn't want to continue talking with the father and son, said "Farewell", then turned and left.

When he walked out of the gate, he suddenly thought that although he had put in a lot of effort to find the eldest brother, the village had been strictly prohibited from publicizing it to the outside world. When searching, he only started with his appearance, age, and clothing, and did not mention his identity. I don't know about Mr. Yin's disappearance.It seems that Mr. Cheng must have kept strict surveillance on Cheng Fei, and even asked him directly about the reason.

A few days later, Cheng Fei came to see him alone and asked if Qingyu had been found.

He asked back, "Why, do you have any news?"

Cheng Fei shook his head heavily, and said: "Father stares at me very strictly... Except for being able to go out occasionally, the rest of the time, I have to entrust a few trustworthy people to look for it. At present... there has been, there has been no news..." The voice trembled , the lower it gets to the end.

He said coldly, "What are you talking about?"

Cheng Fei just asked: "Is Qingyu still missing?"

He said, "If I say no, what are you going to do?"

Cheng Fei suddenly knelt down on both knees, handed the sword in his hand, and hissed after suppressing for a long time: "I also know that there has been no news for so long in the past, I'm afraid...I'm afraid...I killed him, my fault Unforgivable! You will kill me today!"

He picked up the sword, pulled out the sheath, looked at Cheng Fei, and waved his hand violently.

Suddenly there was a sound of wind—it was he who threw the sword away.

Cheng Fei looked up in surprise.

He said coldly: "Do you have the money to die?"

He glanced at Cheng Fei's bewildered expression, raised his hands and said, "It's easy to kill you, but you, a filial son, have you ever thought about what your father will be like in the future? With white hair supporting the coffin, you will die without heir...and your wife , Miss Ling, newlyweds and widows at a young age, maybe she will have a reputation as a Koff..."

Cheng Fei's face turned pale immediately, his throat trembled, and he whispered on the verge of collapse: "...don't say it..."

"Are you aware of being afraid? Then weigh yourself in advance and stop talking!" He scolded, "There are many things you can't do, and you can't bear the responsibility, not just death!"

Cheng Fei lowered his head.After a long while, he said in a hoarse voice: "...you are right, I am not even qualified to die...to tell you the truth, these days, I...I would rather die than live..."

He looked at Cheng Fei's appearance, his eyes were red and his will was depressed, he was neither human nor ghost, and he felt pity for him.So he said, "Get up."

Cheng Fei didn't move, but raised his eyes slightly.

He took a step forward and said: "I don't kill you, there is another reason, that is... the eldest brother must not be dead."

Facing Cheng Fei's astonished and puzzled eyes, he repeated with an emphatic tone: "He must not be dead. He won't die."

Yin Fengxiang turned his attention from the memory, looked at Yin Qingyu who was arranging the painting tools in front of him, and there was a hint of tenderness on his lips.

Hearing the sound of stepping on the grass, someone is coming this way.Looking over, there are three painters, and the leader is Liu Shangmei who just had a dispute with him not long ago.

Yin Fengxiang remained silent.He hated this person in his heart, not because of the quarrel.It's just because Mu Wentang just thinks highly of himself and loves face, while Liu has the heart to contribute to the flames.

These people also saw them and stopped.Liu Shangmei shook her cuffs and greeted: "Hey, it's Brother Qiuyu!"

Yin Qingyu stood up and said, "Mr. Liu is good."

"Why, practice painting here early in the morning? Haha, there are still four days before the autumn meeting, so why be so diligent? Besides, who doesn't know that the chrysanthemums you painted have always been favored by His Highness," Liu Shangmei stroked her beard and smiled, "There's no need to worry at all."

It is a common practice in the princess's mansion to invite friends and friends as guests in spring and autumn every year. The painters gather together to paint, each showing their strengths, depicting the splendor of spring and the bright colors of autumn. Have a competitive heart.

Yin Qingyu said politely: "Mr. Liu misunderstood, the junior just saw that the weather is good today, so he came here to paint. Gentlemen... are you also here to paint?"

"I originally wanted to paint, but since you are already here, we should find another place."

Yin Qingyu hurriedly said: "This junior is about to leave, you don't need to find another place."

"Don't, don't," Liu Shangmei waved her hands, "You stay, don't let us! ... Otherwise, we will tell others that we rely on the old to sell the old, bully the few with the more, we can't afford it! Besides, who doesn't know Your brother, Guard Yin, is deeply loved by Miss Si Hua, the celebrity in front of His Highness?"

Yin Fengxiang frowned slightly, and said sternly: "It's okay for Mr. Liu to make fun of me. Miss Si Hua hasn't left the cabinet yet, and her reputation cannot be damaged."

Liu Shangmei sneered when she heard the words, and looked at him: "How dare the old man gossip about the right and wrong of the girl's family, haha, it's just a joke. By the way, just now I saw His Highness sending someone to look for the guard Yin. I'm afraid the guard Yin has something good to do!"

As soon as the words were finished, a maid came quickly, "Guard Yin, Your Highness welcomes you!"

Yin Fengxiang was secretly suspicious, glanced at Liu Shangmei, and was about to follow, but the maid said: "Mr. Qiu Yu is also invited."