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When Mrs. He was alive, He Jianghuai was not allowed to set foot in this yard. After Mrs. He died, He Jianghuai never came here. The yard was deserted. A servant got He Jianghuai's order to follow He Xiaobao, and don't let him make trouble and sweep away the distinguished guests. With great interest, the servants looked at this former uncle, feeling quite embarrassed.

He Xiaobao turned his head and said to the servant: "I want to sleep, make the bed."

The servants hurriedly opened the door, the house had been dusty for a long time, and upon opening the door, there was a musty smell, opened the cage, found the bedding, and the servants made the bed, He Xiaobao turned on the bed and said, "Get out."

When the servants went out and the door was closed, He Xiaobao shivered in the cold room.

He shed tears while sniffling his nose, and felt that everyone in the He family was glaring and disgusting.

Especially He Jianghuai, who took his own mother by accident, but ended up taking so many concubines. Once his mother died, he kicked himself out of the house. This is not what a father should do, it is clearly an enemy.

He thought that He Jianghuai and his group of bastards must be watching his joke now, and laughed at himself from head to toe.

He also thought that He Jianghuai didn't care about him, even if he hanged himself, He Jianghuai would be able to show no emotion at all, as if he had nothing to do with him, not father and son at all, maybe A Niang's death was also arranged by He Jianghuai.

It's very possible—otherwise, why would the villain hold A Niang hostage?
He shed tears silently, thinking of A Niang very much.

When A Niang was around, He Jianghuai was respectful and didn't dare to do anything wrong, those bastards didn't even dare to see his face, let alone having dinner at the same table with him, the maids around A Niang silently held him alone, He will not be cheated of money by his aunt.

There was crackling firecrackers outside, everyone was laughing, only he was crying, tears were not enough to vent the pain in his heart, so he opened his mouth and wailed.

The sound of firecrackers was too loud, no one heard it, and no one cared, because at this time, they heard a more important news.

When You Song led the crowd to play in Dingzhou City, he dropped by to send Song Huiyue a message.

Ten days ago, Jinshang suddenly fell ill. It seemed that Bailongyu went out too frequently, and his body was empty.

The two princes both performed filial piety in front of Jinshang. They said they were filial piety, but they were actually supervising, so that no one would take the opportunity to steal Jinshang's dragon chair quietly.

King Yan was more filial than King Jin, so he sent Zhang Xutang to Daxiangguo Temple to pray for Jinshang, saying that he would pray for half a year.

Amidst the sound of firecrackers, Song Huiyue thought that Zhang Xutang took the opportunity to retreat and go to recuperate.

She was thousands of miles away from him, and when she heard his news, she also felt very far away.

It doesn't matter, it will always approach slowly. When the time comes, even if he hides in the crevices of the rocks, she will pull him out with her bare hands.

Song Huiyue took Yin Xiao back to the barracks - Li Jun was unconscious after drinking, snoring loudly on He Jianghuai's bed, completely forgetting about Chen Wang who stayed in the barracks.

Back in the barracks, Song Huiyue and Yin Xiao ate and drank again, Song Huiyue didn't check for a while, and drank too much.

Yin Xiao helped Song Huiyue back into the room, and helped her to the bedside. Song Huiyue sat staggeringly, and simply lay on her back on the bed, motionless.

Yin Xiao squatted down, took off her shoes and socks, and stuffed her feet into the bed, tucking the quilt tightly without leaving any gaps.

Song Huiyue closed her eyes, seeming to be asleep, but after a long while, she suddenly muttered twice.

Yin Xiao was making charcoal fire, didn't hear what she said clearly, walked to the bed, Song Huiyue muttered twice again, he leaned over and listened carefully, then he understood.

Song Huiyue was calling "Prince".

Yin Xiao stood still for a long while, knowing in his heart that Song Huiyue must have met King Jin when he went to the capital, and what happened.

It's just that Song Huiyue didn't say anything, so he didn't ask.

Song Huiyue half-opened a pair of big eyes, wet eyes, eyelashes in tufts, glanced at Yin Xiao: "Thirsty."

She struggled to get up from the quilt, Yin Xiao quickly poured hot tea over, took her out of the quilt, supported her shoulders, and fed her the tea.

Song Huiyue finished drinking tea, rolled herself into the quilt, and fell asleep peacefully.

At the fourth watch, Song Huiyue was woken up by the sound of firecrackers again.

There was a constant crackling outside, Song Huiyue sat up crookedly, sat on the bed unkempt, and didn't move for a long time, from head to body, everything was tired and dull, and even the soul shrank.

The sound of firecrackers would continue until dawn. She buried her head in pain, feeling the throbbing pain on her forehead.

She had a headache and was still thirsty. She moved her legs numbly, lifted the quilt, and put her legs down along the edge of the bed. She lowered her eyes, and her gaze fell to the ground dully, but she couldn't find any shoes.

She yawned with a blank face, bent her waist down, and hung her head on the ground, hanging down like no bones, until it reached between her two knees, and glanced under the bed.

No shoes either.

She was a bit puzzled, and felt her feet were cold, so she slowly put them back under the quilt.

At this time, Yin Xiao opened the door and came in, carrying a basket of charcoal.

He glanced at two snow-white bare feet, which were pitifully hanging outside, he immediately turned around and closed the door, strode forward, picked up these two feet, and stuffed them under the quilt.

Two feet went in, Song Huiyue still stared blankly at Yin Xiao with a childish expression.

Yin Xiao didn't sleep, she was dressed neatly, her hair was combed meticulously, her expression was that of a mature person, she said nothing, she turned her back to Song Huiyue, and put the charcoal into the brazier.

Song Huiyue's shoes were drying beside the charcoal basin. He touched them until they were dry and warm. He carried them and gently placed them beside the bed.

He put away his shoes, opened the door a crack and got out, and when he came back, he had an extra pot of hot tea in his hand.

After pouring hot tea, he put it on the small table beside the bed, then got up and walked out.

Song Huiyue wakes up after drinking this cup of hot tea. The sound of firecrackers outside can be heard endlessly, like mountains and tsunami explosions in the cold winter. She got up and dressed, picked up the hot teapot and walked out the door, and saw that the light in the main room was on .

Pushing the door open, Yin Xiao was dressed neatly and brand new, watching the New Year alone with a table of refreshments.

Song Huiyue sighed in her heart, her heart softened all of a sudden.

They are all thinking about their own suffering, only Yinxiao is thinking about other people's suffering and keeping the old age for others.

She went in and sat down, put down the teapot, poured Yinxiao a cup, poured another cup for herself, and said amidst the sound of firecrackers, "Do you remember the song you sang before?"

Yin Xiao nodded while holding the teacup.

"Sing one."

Yin Xiao took a sip of hot tea, cleared his throat, and his low voice wafted into Song Huiyue's ears.

"The moon bends over Kyushu, some families are happy and some are sad, some couples are in the same tent, and some are wandering outside..."