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There will always be certain moments, under certain and coincidental opportunities, someone will suddenly be evoked nostalgic for a certain period of time.

Those childhood memories many years ago in the letter just now, unexpectedly, brought back the heartless Shen Qiaohuan's memories of before the age of seven in this life.

She remembered that she had just arrived here at that time, and she was still disheartened by the memories of her previous life. Her only wish in this life was to live a peaceful life with her parents in Linzhuang.

She is not a person with a good memory. In her previous life, she was used to selective forgetting, but in this life, for some reason, she has forgotten it very badly. Strange to say, she feels that since she stayed on the mountain for ten years, her IQ seems to have dropped. Then it degraded a lot.She didn't want to remember those things before, but now, she couldn't remember them no matter what.

She has always regarded hypocritical moaning without illness or pretending to be deep memories of the past as a scourge, so when she found that her mind was full of sadness and memories at the moment, she suddenly felt upset. After waiting for half an hour, he got up again and took out the Heart Sutra and sat on the bed and practiced for half an hour. Not only did he not feel drowsy, but he became even more flustered.

He simply put on his coat, let his hair loose, and went to enjoy the night breeze in the small but clean courtyard in the mansion.

Perhaps it was because of lack of concentration in the exercises just now, Shen Qiaohuan only felt as if there were two different qi in her body, jumping up and down, intertwining and merging with each other, and sometimes began to collide and argue, which made her feel hot and cold all over. very.

It was already the fourth watch when Yan Xin returned to the other courtyard.She thought that Shen Qiaohuan should have fallen asleep long ago, but she didn't expect that as soon as she opened the door, she saw a small (Shen Qiaohuan: ...) figure standing in the courtyard with his back to her, wearing only a dark robe. inside.

It was late autumn at this time.There are several sweet-scented osmanthus trees planted in the courtyard, just when the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus is strong.The cool aroma smells into the nose, which makes people feel refreshed and comfortable.

He Quan who was beside him retreated silently.

Yan Xin moved slightly, and walked slowly towards the man in the courtyard:

"Master Shen."

The familiar cold voice sounded softly as if in the ear.Shen Qiao was moved with joy, and turned around in response.

Sure enough, it was Yan Xin, with a proper but distant smile still on his face.

"In late autumn, the courtyard is damp and cold, and the dew is even deeper. Mr. Shen is weak and afraid that the cold air will enter his body easily, so he should go back to his room to rest earlier."

Sure enough, no matter how many years have passed, even if Yan Xin's impeccable facial features have grown at this time, her shyness and immaturity have faded away, and her figure has also grown taller and slender. It's not pleasing to the eye.

"Your Highness, the princess, is rich and precious, so you should rest earlier. My minister has thick skin, thick flesh and strong body. Besides," Shen Qiaohuan said with a strange tone, "I have never 'served' Your Highness well. If you fell ill, wouldn't you be sorry for His Highness' painstaking efforts to bring this humble official here?"

So you, a tyrant who takes away people's freedom and destroys people's reputation, shouldn't you give me an explanation for this prisoner?

If Shen Qiaohuan can guess the next sentence of Her Highness the Princess, then she is not Her Royal Highness.

Yan Xin's smile didn't fade, she nodded in agreement and said, "Master Shen is absolutely right."

"..." It's your sister!Who will serve you!Don't just follow her words so bafflingly, okay!

"So, in order to get Mrs. Shen's personal 'service' as soon as possible," Yan Xin said, she took off her gray rabbit fleece jacket, approached Shen Qiaohuan, lowered her head slightly and put it on her body, "Ben Gong Master Shen cannot be caught with typhoid fever."

Yan Xin was a bit taller than Shen Qiaohuan, and when she looked sideways from Shen Qiaohuan's angle, she happened to be able to see her jade-colored neck naked in the air.

When Yan Xin approached, the faint scent of sweet-scented osmanthus wafting in the air seemed to be more intense.Even this gown seems to have a slight scent of sweet-scented osmanthus on her body.

Well, Shen Qiaohuan would never admit that her heartbeat was shamefully missing half a beat.

For some reason, she remembered the face of the person in front of her that suddenly popped up in her mind when Wu Mian asked her if she had someone she liked...

Stop.

Shen Qiaohuan suddenly raised her head, just in time to meet Yan Xin's unavoidable gaze.

Yan Xin faintly felt that Xiao Qiao today seemed a little different from usual.

"Little Joe..."

"Yan Xin." Shen Qiaohuan's eyes were sharp and clear that he never had before, and a few cold lavender lights flashed faintly.

"I just want to ask you a question." She looked up into Yan Xin's eyes, stood up straight, and said every word with great firmness, "Ten years ago, after we left, Lin Zhuang was slaughtered. Do you... know?" ?”

Do you... know?

This answer determines whether I can continue to hate you.

In fact, I don't hate it long ago.

Shen Qiaohuan found out very sadly that before she knew it, her original hatred for concealing her identity to Yan Xin and killing Lin Zhuang with revenge had gradually faded to the point where there was almost nothing left.

When did it start?Was it because Yan Xin put on her coat with a smile and gently told her not to catch a cold, or was it because of the deeper understanding of Yan Xin from their mouths during the period of being placed in another hospital, and the subtle care and attention that Yan Xin paid in every detail? Tolerance, or was it the one who saw her from a distance in the crowd on the day of the martial arts test?

But her family members, those innocent people who lived in Lin Zhuang for generations and didn't care about the world, they all died because of Yan Xin... How could she...

On the aspect of attacking the mind, Shen Qiaohuan has already been completely defeated.

Ten years ago, when Yan Xin first entered Shen's house, she easily captured the love and unconditional trust of Shen's father and mother; Even she herself can hardly control her own heart.

The two streams of air in the dantian collided more intensely.Shen Qiaohuan only felt that her whole body was hot and cold, and her whole jacket was about to be soaked in cold sweat; her head was in excruciating pain, and her eyes were burning as if they were about to explode.

Only consciousness is clearer than ever.

Yan Xin sighed deeply in her heart, then nodded slightly.

"I know. But, what my father meant, I can't do anything about it." Yan Xin sighed, and his smiling face was stained with so much sadness, "I lied to you first, and then I was powerless to save you..." As she said that, she felt that Shen Qiaohuan's face became paler, her expression became more strange and strange, her body was shaking, and she said anxiously, "Little Qiao, what's wrong with you?"

In the battle between heaven and man in his body, Shen Qiaohuan could no longer hold on, and his body fell slowly like a butterfly with its wings broken.

The pupils that shone with purple light slowly closed.