Xue Qian glanced at him, with a little embarrassment in her eyes. She was silent for a moment, and said, "You should also remember that you cannot enter the inner house."

“…”

I turned my head and looked at them in shock.

Can Yan Qinghan enter the inner house?

Why?!

Seeing her say this, Yan Qinghan seemed to have no surprise at all, and just nodded calmly: "Qinghan remember."

"Well, so I won't prepare a guest room for you anymore. Just stay in the mourning hall."

"Yes, thank you, Mrs.

After saying that, he covered his mouth and coughed twice, then turned around and walked towards the mourning hall over there.

I stood there, and for a moment I couldn't recover. I watched his thin back slowly walking towards the mourning hall. Although he was surrounded by his servants, the loneliness seemed to emanate from his body, which made me speechless for a moment.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! I lowered my head and looked at Li'er holding the corner of my skirt, standing foolishly at the scene in front of me, as if even she felt something, her little face was full of a confused expression: "Mom, why?"

“…”

I also looked at her silently, and then looked at Yan Qinghan's back.

yes.

Why?

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We were in a daze in the following time.

Although it was already evening when I returned to Chengdu, with the Yan family's status in Xichuan, the second master of the Yan family passed away. Even if he was a monk, it would still cause shock in Xichuan.

After the hour of Xu, a large number of people were greeted by the main house.

I haven't come back for many years. Although Yan Qingchen had arranged for me to meet with the patriarchs of several large families before, I was only a small number of people in a small range.

And this time, we came to almost all of Chengdu and even Xichuan.

When welcoming and seeing off, Li Guo and Aunt Hong were naturally taken care of by taking mourning and burning incense. Yan Qinghan was also very quiet. He just knelt in front of the spirit and kept mourning and offering sacrifices. He did not communicate much with others. Moreover, most of the people's attention was also focused on me.

After several social events, I was also a little exhausted.

As soon as I turned my head, I saw Xue Qian sitting in a chair beside me, looking at me quietly, but unexpectedly, I looked back at her. The two of them looked at each other. She immediately frowned, got up and walked backwards.

I thought about it, explained to Aunt Hong a few words, and hurriedly followed.

After leaving the brightly lit mourning hall, the inner house behind it was very dark, only far away, there were a few lanterns under the eaves of the house on the island in the middle of the lake, reflected in the lake water, sparkling, looking a little dreamy and even more distant.

Xue Qian walked a few steps forward in such a dim light.

But soon, with her sensitivity, she also noticed my follower, stopped, turned around and looked at me, and said coldly: "What are you doing sneakily?"

I stood on the corridor, and at this moment, I was naturally a little invisible.

After thinking about it, he walked forward gently: "Madam."

Her brows frowned closer, and the unconcealed disgust looked at me: "What are you doing?"

"I have something to ask the eldest lady."

“…”

"I have nothing to tell you."

After saying that, she had turned around and left.

I felt anxious and quickly walked a few steps to follow her and said, "Why don't you let Yan Qinghan enter the inner house?"

“…!”

Xue Qian's steps suddenly stopped.
Chapter completed!