It was already morning when Yi Yan returned to Kunming City again. Although he saw the deep city in the distance lying quietly in the moonlight at night, he had already exhausted his energy while practicing swordsmanship. Then he was frightened and even more tired and hungry. He walked and stopped and saw the bustling streets in the city as if they were a different world.

He asked an old man who bought buns on the roadside to ask about the way to the Governor's Mansion and headed all the way to the Governor's Mansion.

In a trance, I returned to the Governor's Mansion.

After a group of people's surprise eyes, a maid came to call him, saying that it was the summoned by his wife.

That maid was Yuanyuan. Yi Yan dared not be rude to this person who was not old enough to be the leader of the maid in Baipiyuan.

He already has spiritual power, but it is enough to change his personality that he has developed over the past decade.

When I saw my wife again, Yi Yan didn't dare to look up, but listened to her still gentle voice.

"As a court official, I have offended many people over the years and have offended many people. I frightened you last night. Fortunately, nothing happened to you, otherwise I would be sorry for your father's quest for death."

For a moment, Yi Yan didn't know how to answer, but just said, "It's okay, nothing."

He was not good at speaking, but Mrs. Zheng just paused and said, "It is rare to see practitioners who can retire from Miss Zhao Yu's hands. The spiritual power you have should be her favorite thing."

Yuanyuan next to him saw Yi Yan still not reacting, and said in a stern voice: "Ayan, what happened after you were captured last night."

The voice was very stern and chilling. Yi Yan felt nervous and quickly said the incident last night in a concise manner, even Zhao Yuer said that his father died in Lin Zexu's hands. He was not used to saying panic, and at this time he could not think of any perfect panic.

There was no hiding at all. After saying that, the room was silent. After a while, Mrs. Zheng said, "I didn't expect that you would be able to come back safely because she had a soul-binding Gu. Alas, I haven't seen you for several years, and she became more and more unpredictable. When the adults come back, I will ask you if he can get the Gu in your body."

Speaking of this, she sighed again and said, "Your father's death is not as she said. Adults always act openly and harshly. Two years ago, your father made a mistake. Although many people pleaded for mercy, the adults still drove your father away. Not long ago, the adults were ambushed, and in the end, your father appeared to save the adults, but he was seriously injured. Alas, you can rest in the mansion. When the adults come back, I will tell him. You go back and rest first."

Yi Yan quickly responded, "Yes, madam." He wanted to leave, but couldn't help asking, "Madam, who is Zhao Yu?"

"She is one of the three great Gu gods in Yunnan." She just said this and didn't say more.

When Yi Yan returned to his residence, another maid sent him a ingot of silver and a small bottle of injury medicine, and taught him how to use it and left. When he left, he said that if he was uncomfortable, he would put down his work for the time being. Yi Yan immediately said that he had no injuries, and it didn't matter.

What he said is indeed the case. There is no injury to the body, but the muscles are a little sore and tired. Just take a break.

I don’t know who picked up the sword on the table and put it on the table. He couldn’t help but pick up the Taiping Sword again, pulled it out, picked up a piece of dry cloth, and gently wiped it on the blade, over and over again.

Over the days, whenever he can't calm down, he will take out this sword to wipe it, as if he is wiping the dust in his heart.

In his heart, the world has never been very bright and beautiful. But gray and darkness are far away from him. He had a premonition that he would face darkness one day, and he had imagined it, but he did not expect that this day would come so early, so early that he caught him off guard.

When he came here, he came with longing and his mother's hope. But after he came here, although his hope was never shattered, it turned into cloudy days like the sunny weather, and even turned into rainy days.

His intuition told him that his father's death might not be simple.

"If it were really what they said, why did my father ask me to come to be a good person? He has been here for so long, and he would not have known what happened here."

Yi Yan thought in his heart, then couldn't help but wipe his forehead and looked at it in a mirror. He could only see the green spots on his face and the blood-filled eyes. His whole body seemed to have dissipated. Not only did he look ugly, but he actually had a bad look, like a dying person.

He was shocked and could hardly recognize himself.

Although he was not a beautiful young man, he was also a quiet person. When he appeared, his whole person looked so gloomy, and there seemed to be many thoughts hidden in his eyes. He pulled the mirror away, as if he saw the quiet young man who had been gone away, and when he turned around, he had become a gloomy person.

Although he didn't sleep all night, he had no intention of sleeping. When he walked out of the room, it was sunny outside. There was a big tree in front of the door. The tree had leaves falling in winter, which was quite rare in Yunnan. The sunlight shone down, and the shadows of mottled branches all over the ground. The sword-like sunlight pierced into Yi Yan's eyes. He closed his eyes slightly, and his eyes were full of redness.

The house he lived in was on the left side of the entrance of Baipiyuan. In front of it was a big tree, and on the left was the wall. In front of it was the semicircular entrance of Baipiyuan. From there, there was a stone-paved road leading straight to the main house of Baipiyuan. It was separated halfway and broke to the lady's residence and the residence of some maids.

At this moment, a man came in the sunshine, wearing a white brocade dress, bathing in the sunshine, making him look sunny and handsome.

He hung a sachet around his waist, which had a hanging bead made of ruby ​​on it. A light green jade pendant hung on the other side of his waist. His forehead was shaved smoothly and cleanly, his face was white and handsome, and his eyes were full of confidence.

At a glance, you will know that it is a noble young man. He is handsome and elegant, but not crowded.

Yi Yan quickly met him and said, "Young Master, who are you looking for?"

He stood in front of the young man and narrowed his head, after all, he looked like he was seventeen or eighteen years old.

The noble young master shook the folding fan lightly, not looking at Yi Yan, nor stopped, but said, "I'll look for Miss Lin."

"The lady is learning to draw "The Picture of the Blue Waves and Sky" and cannot be disturbed."

Although Yi Yan's mind is now confused, he still remembers his wife's instructions. He said quickly when the noble young man passed by.

"Why..." The noble young master turned around and looked at Yi Yan. Yi Yan looked at his eyes. However, the originally black eyes turned into two black vortexes in an instant. Yi Yan's consciousness was sucked in and it was difficult to get rid of it.

"Just go and report to Miss Lin, and then say Mu Yun is here."

If the previous sentence has a hint of arrogance, then this sentence is like a spring breeze that makes people feel like the bone-like spring breeze that makes people feel no resistance.

Yi Yan responded and immediately led the way.

Mr. Mu Yun smiled with a smile on his lips, and followed behind his back. If Yi Yan looked back, he would definitely find how disdain and arrogant his eyes were.

At this time, Yi Yan seemed to have forgotten all the instructions of his wife. He kept walking forward. Suddenly, someone shouted: "Mr. Mu, are you going to meet the lady?"

Mu Yun smiled and said, "It turned out to be Yuanyuan. I was about to see Miss Lin."

"Miss is learning to paint, so she can't be disturbed. Please forgive me, my son."

"Oh, is that right? Then ask Miss Yuanyuan to help me tell the lady, and then Mu Yun is coming to see her, okay?" The voice was so gentle that it had a meaning of immediately agreeing.

Yi Yan suddenly said, "Don't bother Miss Yuanyuan, I'll report to the lady now."

He turned around and was about to run to inform the lady.

"Yi Yan."

Yi Yan suddenly heard a thunderous shout. His original inner world was like being cut by a bolt of lightning, and everything awakened.

His figure stopped. When he looked back, he felt that the coldness in his round eyes seemed to be filled with murderous intent.

He felt a stern in his heart and did not dare to look at him. But there seemed to be ice water pouring down his head. Yuanyuan's deep chilling words were heard again in his ears: "You must pay attention to your identity and don't let your father down for his death."

Yi Yan felt cold in his heart.

Since childhood, although my family was not a wealthy family, I have never been taught such a harsh lesson from outsiders since I was a child. When I thought of my father's death, I regretted myself, so why did I forget my wife's explanation after only listening to someone else's words?

"Do you still remember the wife's instructions?"

"Remember." Yi Yan replied quickly, but his voice was small.

"Since you remember, why do you still have to disturb the lady? What is your identity? Miss can be seen as long as you want." Yuanyuan's stern and cold voice made Yi Yan dare not speak out.

The round words kept coming to his ears: "Mr. Mu, please come back. It is the critical time for the young lady to learn painting. Do you want the young lady to waste all her previous efforts?"

"Haha, why is that? Then I'll say goodbye first. Please tell me about it and say Mu Yun has been here."

After saying that, Mu Yun left with a smile.

Yi Yan lowered his head and did not dare to speak. Yuanyuan looked at Yi Yan coldly until Mu Yun walked away, and said, "You can do it yourself. If something like this happens again, just pack your things and go back. There is no way left to rob people in the mansion, and don't follow your father's path."

Yi Yan quickly responded in a low voice, Yuanyuan snorted coldly and left.

When you return to where you live, Yi Yan feels uncomfortable.

He didn't understand why he was so obedient after listening to Mr. Mu's words. Looking back now, he felt that he was incredible. His original intention was not like this, and he thought to himself that he had been hit by some magic.

I was also angry at the sharpness of the Yuanyuan words and did not leave any affection. Thinking of her saying that she was lying inwardly, when I thought of her father, a kind of humiliation surged in my heart.

The dangers encountered along the way, the unwillingness to become a servant in the Governor's Mansion and the fear of last night, made him feel an impulse. He rushed into the room, grabbed his sword, packed his clothes, and wanted to leave.

While packing up, I thought about it, but stopped at the moment I had packed all my clothes.

He thought that if he left, he would have nowhere to go. How could he be able to go home after thousands of miles of road? He also thought about the expectation of his mother at home when he came out, and the words of his sister who made more money to buy food were still in his ears. He sat back on the bed again.

"No, I have to stay here. I have to stay no matter what. I have to find an opportunity to go to Mr. Lin. Not only do I have to stay in this Governor's Mansion, but I also have to find spirits and practice."

Yi thought to himself that he had given up the opportunity from Bailu Academy and Luo Xiaoshan to come here. How could he be willing to go back? What would he look like to meet his mother, younger brother and sister when he went back?

The real environment suppressed the impulse in his heart. He sat on the bed, looking at the small houses on all sides, in the dim light, and saw the broken mirror. He saw the people inside crying and their eyes were red.

He stared blankly, as if he was looking at someone else.

As he looked at him, he seemed to see his mother looking at him. He quickly wiped his eyes away and then poured a basin of cold water to wash away the tears on his face.
Chapter completed!