It rains one after another during the Qingming Festival.
Yan Li, who was dressed elegantly, laid her head on the window, looked at the raindrops dripping from the eaves and curled her mouth.
"Spring Peach~When will the rain stop? It has been raining for seven days, and your beautiful lady's head is going to grow mushrooms."
Spring Peach on the other side picked up the clothes and stove on the other side and walked to Yan Li: "Miss, why are you lying down here again? Yesterday I coughed just right, so I'm afraid you might catch the disease again."
Then he handed the stove to Yan Li and put his clothes on her.
Yan Li pulled up her collar and changed her movements, holding her chin and looking at Chuntao: "Chuntao, tell your delicate and frail beauty what's interesting about the neighborhood recently?"
Chuntao sits opposite her, acting in line with her. Her black and white almond eyes turn, and suddenly she pulls her hand back, mysteriously saying, "There is no funny thing, but recently there was a rumor that the second son of Captain Li was murdered in Miaoxiang Building..."
Then he made something to wipe his neck and raised his eyebrows.
Yan Li's willow eyebrows frowned slightly, her eyes narrowed slightly, but it was only for a moment: "Oh, don't say that again. What if you frighten your delicate and frail sick beauty, what should I do at night?"
Spring Peach shrugged and turned the topic: "I know you don't like listening to this, Miss, but there is another news about Spring Peach."
Spring Peach plays a riddle and winks at Yanli, jokingly saying, "Miss is interested."
Yan Li rolled her eyes in silence and said, "What's going on?"
Chuntao said jokingly, "I heard that General Wen came back two days ago."
When Yan Li heard the words, she couldn't resist smoking at the corners of her mouth: "Is that it?"
She thought it was something important. It was Wen Jin who came back from the border.
He came back to show that the frontier fortress was in good condition, and returned to Beijing to receive Mao.
"Miss, why are you not happy at all?"
"What does his return have to do with me? Why should I be happy?" Yan Li waved her hand, disapproving.
Does a big man with an imposing, burly and strong body want her weak little woman to be afraid of him?
It's just a playmate when I was a child. It's not an iron friendship, let alone not seen for so many years.
"When you were a child, you liked to follow General Wen's back and call him Jin's elder brother. You said you would marry General Wen. If nothing happens, one of the purposes of General Wen's return is to marry you."
Yan Li: "..."
"Don't talk nonsense about Chuntao. He is a long victorious general. Although your young lady is a sick beauty, she is also a sick beauty with self-knowledge. I dare not think about that."
Seeing Chuntao still teased herself, she put on a weak and boneless hand and ended the topic: "Your lady is thirsty, go and make a pot of scented tea to quench her thirst."
Spring peach blessed the body and retired.
Just as Chuntao closed the door, Yan Li, who had looked like a weak Liu Fufeng, said sharply, "Come out."
Just then, an eight foot man with a mask and black clothes appeared from the screen.
"The master has an order: when the things appear in the imperial palace, hurry to get them."
"It seems that the person who killed the second son of Li also came for this thing. The master asks you to be more careful. You can kill those people without exception."
Yan Li put the stove on the table and stood up with her back to the man. She said slowly, "I know. Let the master rest assured."
The man nodded and hid in the screen again.
Yan Li stared thoughtfully at the door, wondering what she was thinking about
