withered prosperity

Yan Hai followed Yun Ji all the way, thinking a lot, but he didn't seem to think about anything.

To be honest, he felt more like he was in a dream.

Over the years, he wished to dream of Yunji, after all, didn't he say "Haunted by the soul"?

It's a pity that he sleeps always alert, and rarely dreams, and in those rare dreams, Yun Ji never came...

"Mr. Li, please arrange for the two of them to live in the building." Yun Ji was instructing Li Heyuan, inadvertently met his gaze, and then said: "Arrange to live in the back, so that there will be no distractions. What happened."

Yan Hai's heart was empty... So it was not a dream.

It's like stepping on the ground when you are about to fall asleep, and you will always wake up.

However, this is nothing.

These years, if there is anything he has gotten used to, it is not to think too much, not to think deeply...

"You can stay at ease!" After Yun Ji finished speaking, she stepped on the steps leading to the second floor.

The second floor of Mingyue Tower is a place where Yan Hai is not qualified to set foot.

He stopped at the bottom of the steps, raised his head in a daze, and watched Yun Ji disappear at the high turning point.

"Yan Hai."

He came back to his senses, looked at the person who spoke, and it took a moment to recognize that it was Jingchan.

"What's wrong with you?" Jingchan looked at him very worriedly: "Since just now, you have been not quite right, but you were scared in the Zhaixing Tower?"

She also heard everyone talking about it, and when she thought about that scene, she felt terrible, but Yan Hai went in to see it herself, and she naturally attributed Yan Hai's gaffe to being frightened.

Although Yan Hai looks calm on the surface, he is actually a person who is afraid of vegetable bugs.

"I'll make you a bowl of calming soup later!"

"No need." Yan Hai took a step back: "I'm a little tired, the girl must have worked hard these few days, it's better to rest separately!"

He said to Li Heyuan who was watching the play, "I'm sorry to trouble Manager Li."

"Guan Yan is polite." Li Heyuan replied with a smile: "You have heard the instructions of the pavilion master. Miss Jingchan must be going to live with the maids, and there are too many people living in the back yard, so I just I can wrong you to live in the small building to the north."

"No grievance, Mingyue Tower is the place that everyone yearns for in Chaomu Pavilion, how can you say that living here is a grievance?"

"Guan Yan is still so good at talking." Li Heyuan asked the people around him to come over and take him to the residence to rest.

Jingchan watched him walk away without looking back, and finally let out the breath in her chest.

"Miss Jingchan, I..." Li Heyuan looked like he wanted to come and talk.

Jingchan bowed to him, turned around and went to the place where the maid lived.

Li Heyuan stood where he was, and laughed at himself.

Yan Hai said he wanted to rest, but in fact he didn't want to have too much contact with Jingchan.

He sat in the temporary building for a while until after dinner, and when it was dark, he went to Li Heyuan and told him that he was going to Tianfeng Tower to get some commonly used things.

Li Heyuan wanted to find someone to accompany him there, but he refused.

"It's only a very short distance from here to Tianfeng Tower. There are often disciples patrolling alternately, so there is no danger." He said so.

But Li Heyuan was careful, so he finally asked Yun Ji, and he didn't let Yan Hai leave until Yun Ji agreed.

So after going back and forth like this, the sky also darkened, and Yan Hai walked out of Mingyue Tower with a lantern alone.

Walking a little far away, Yan Hai looked up.

The lights on the third floor were brightly lit, there was a faint voice, it was Yun Ji who was hosting a banquet for Yin Yutang and Bai Yinuo.

The moon is bright and clear tonight. Looking at it this way, it looks like a jade ring hanging on the cornice.

If you look out from the third floor of Mingyue Tower, the moonlight and the green hills are shining, and you don't know how much beauty can be added to your eyes.

He stood in a daze before turning and leaving with the lantern in hand.

The distance from Mingyue Tower to Tianfeng Tower is really not far, and Yan Hai walked there very quickly.

He took out the things he wanted to take in the house, packed them into a bundle and held them in his hand, holding a lantern in the other hand, and walked along the wall of Tianfeng Building.

Yin Chilian was also going to attend the banquet, and there were not many people in the entire Tianfeng Tower, and the surrounding lights were sparsely lit, making it extremely quiet.

The back wall of Tianfeng Building is very high, and the green brick wall is covered with vines, making Yan Hai, who is holding a lamp, a bit small.

At that time, the moonlight was bright, but this blue light cast a chill on everything in the world, and only the place where the light in Yan Hai's hand could shine could reflect their original appearance.

While walking, Yan Hai stopped suddenly.

He hung the lantern on the protruding animal head carving, and pushed aside the dense vines to reveal a door hidden behind.

There was no lock on the door, but because it hadn't been opened for many years and the vines grew tightly, it took Yan Hai a lot of effort to open the door.

After the door opened, he didn't turn around to get the lantern, but walked directly into the door.

The entrance is a somewhat desolate courtyard.

Yan Hai stood by the door, looking around the small courtyard, with a look of nostalgia on his face.

He walked along the path that was almost obliterated by weeds, walked across the small covered bridge over the dry pond, and walked to the front of the dilapidated house.

In fact, it cannot be said to be "dilapidated". After all, this house is the same as other places in the upper pavilion. It is solid and beautifully built, and there is no tendency to collapse. It's just that no matter how well a house is built, if no one lives in it for a long time , it will make people feel decayed and dilapidated.

Yan Hai stood in front of the half missing window, looking in.

The room was very dark, but it could be roughly seen that it was empty and nothing was left.

His eyes fell on the half window again.

There is a gilt copper corner on the window, which is exquisite in style and very beautiful.

He couldn't help stretching out his hand and touched the engraved copper horn.

One side is engraved with the word Chaomu, and the other side is engraved with...

"Zhaoming..." He stroked the two words and read them almost silently, only feeling something warm flowing slowly in his chest.

"Mr. Cuiwei."

Yan Hai withdrew his hand and turned around.

The handsome young man with a dull expression was standing not far from him, watching him quietly.

"Xiao Wei." Yan Hai smiled at him, "It's been a long time since I saw you."

Wei Heng took a step forward, folded his hands and bowed to the ground.

Yan Hai did not dodge, and accepted the gift calmly.