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Seeing Han Yichen and Yan Jinyuan return together, Si Qin was overjoyed. She seemed to have seen the light of hope, Miss finally understood, she even saw the scene of Miss and Eldest Young Master having children. Thinking of this, she could not help but laugh.

Yan Jinyuan naturally didn't know what she was thinking and called out, "Si Qin, Si Qin …"

She returned to her senses and happily looked at her young miss. She bowed towards the two and said, "Eldest Young Master rarely comes. This servant will go prepare some pastries."

After she finished speaking, she hurriedly left, leaving the two of them alone. Yan Jinyuan, on the other hand, was baffled. This girl probably took the wrong medicine again.

Han Yichen was the happiest of them all. He looked at the tea set on the table and suddenly remembered that she understood the Way of Tea. He said, "I heard that Yuan knows a lot about tea. I wonder if I have a chance to taste it?"

What he said was obvious. Yan Jinyuan originally wanted Si Qinwei to do it, but since he said so, she couldn't refuse.

Loading tea, filling tea, boiling tea, watering pots, warming cups, moving pots and pouring tea, all of this happened in one go with an indescribable elegance.

Han Yichen stared at her in a daze. He couldn't think straight away, "Try it." When Yan Jinyuan brought the tea to him, he finally came back to his senses.

He had just brewed a cup of tea, and the steam was rising in spirals. A faintly discernible fragrance wafted into his nose, "Good tea." Even though he had yet to taste it, he could already smell its fragrance. Even for someone like him who didn't know much about the Way of Tea, he felt that it was a good tea.

Yan Jinyuan sniggered. "You didn't even drink it when you knew it was good tea?"

After a pause, he said, "Eldest Young Master, don't you only smell the scent? You don't need to drink anymore?"

Han Yichen smiled embarrassedly and hurriedly drank it. Unexpectedly, the tea was not cold yet and it accidentally burned his throat. Then, he cried out twice.

Yan Jinyuan, on the other hand, was laughing so hard that her branches were quivering. She did not expect Han Yichen to have this side as well. It was so funny that it could kill her.

Han Yichen looked at her with a flushed face and said, "Shouldn't you pour me a cup of water to moisten my throat?"

It was all thanks to her that he was being tormented like this. Yet, this woman, not only did she not help him, she even dared to mock him.

"Here, here." After the joke, Yan Jinyuan still passed her some warm water. After all, she wasn't a heartless person. After all, Concubine Shen had just been beaten back for her. It wasn't good for her to destroy the bridge after crossing the river.

"At least you're sensible." Only then did Han Yichen's face look better. However, inside, he was overjoyed. Out of the corner of his eye, he secretly observed Yan Jinyuan. It didn't matter if he didn't look.

The more he looked at it, the more he liked it. No matter how he looked at it, it did not seem enough.

At this moment, Si Qin brought in some pastries and said, "These are the pastries we made today. Please have a taste, Eldest Young Master."

Yan Jinyuan was upset. When had this girl ever been bribed? She actually didn't call out to her, but was helping an outsider, a girl who ate outsiders. She had no conscience.

She twisted a piece of cake into her mouth and melted it upon touching it. She couldn't help but exclaim at how much this girl's cooking skills had improved.

Han Yichen, on the other hand, was staring at Yan Jinyuan. Si Qin was elated. The more Eldest Young Master was like this, the more it meant that Miss held an important place in her heart.

After eating, Yan Jinyuan poured two cups of tea and passed it to Han Yichen, saying, "It's not hot anymore, just moisten your throat."

Only then did Han Yichen wake up. He took the cup and started to drink slowly. Because he was too anxious, he couldn't taste anything, but he felt that it was delicious.

The taste was slightly sweet in his mouth, giving him a never-ending aftertaste. He drank the wine mouthful after mouthful, as if it was still not satisfying enough.

Yan Jinyuan hurriedly reminded him, "Even if it's good, you can't drink tea. Eat some pastries. It was made by Si Qin."

Han Yichen knew he had lost his composure, so he stuffed a piece of pastry into his mouth and melted immediately. After eating, his mouth still had a faint fragrance, which was different from all the pastries he ate before. He could not help but eat a few more.

Yan Jinyuan then instructed, "Go and get my zither."

Si Qin walked briskly to get her guqin. The young miss was the best at playing the zither, but she didn't often play it. If she played it to the young master, did this mean that the young miss liked the young master as well?

She was still brooding over the gossip of the servants. As long as Miss was together with Eldest Young Master, those people wouldn't dare to speak of her in such a manner.

"Miss, this zither you wanted." She quickly took the guqin and lifted the black cloth.

A sandalwood guqin was just exposed in the air. Maybe it had been a long time since it was last used, but there was still a layer of dust on it.

Si Qin hurriedly wiped her hands and began rubbing them. Yan Jinyuan's slender fingers caressed the zither's body as she flicked them up. Her fingers danced along with the zither.

The sound of the zither was low and gentle, causing one to be immersed in grief, unable to extricate themselves. Suddenly, daylight appeared again from all directions, and a storm poured down, directly showering everyone with a shiver.

With another turn, the sound of the zither brought them into the battlefield. In the storm, corpses littered the ground, forming rivers of blood. Those who were still alive were still shouting, their weapons clashing against each other with crisp sounds.

It was as if he were standing on a battlefield. He was a general that stood above the battlefield, braving the wind and rain to battle with his enemies. The battlefield reached its climax, but the zither music suddenly struck with a bang, and the string snapped.

Han Yichen only recovered from his state of mind after a long time. When he saw the scar on Yan Jinyuan's hand, he came up to her in heartache and asked, "Is it painful?"

Then he instructed Si Qin, "Can't you see that your Young Miss is injured? Hurry up and get the medicine. "

Si Qin replied in a low voice, her tone filled with anxiousness.

Yan Jinyuan stared blankly at her hands. "Impossible, this is impossible …"

With her zither skills, it was impossible for her to be like this. Then, she checked the body of the zither and found no damage, causing her to feel even more uneasy.

She had originally thought that she was playing very well and that it was impossible for her zither skill to suddenly break. She had a faint feeling that something bad was going to happen, but she was unable to guess what exactly it was.

His heart was in turmoil. "Impossible what?" Han Yichen asked in confusion. She shook her head in a daze, ignoring the pain in Han Yichen's eyes.

"The medicine is coming, the medicine is coming." Si Qin rushed over. "Give it to me!" Han Yichen took the medicine from her hand and ordered Si Qin to bring warm water over. He then gently washed the blood off her fingers.

Then, she carefully applied the medicine, afraid of hurting Han Yichen, causing Yan Jinyuan to stare blankly at Han Yichen.

She had always felt that this was a bad omen. Her heart was empty, as if something really was going to happen.

"Does it still hurt?" Han Yichen asked in a warm voice. In his eyes, there was an undisputable emotion. Yan Jinyuan shook her head, not even noticing it.

Si Qin quickly took away the zither, but her thoughts were still on the zither. She didn't even hear Han Yichen's words. She only came back to her senses after Han Yichen's chattering voice continued.

Han Yichen's face was extremely ugly, he quickly said: "Are you sick? Would you like a doctor? "

With a pained heart, he touched Yan Jinyuan's forehead. Seeing that there was nothing wrong, he felt relieved. He then poured a cup of tea and handed it to Yan Jinyuan.

"I'm tired today and need to rest. You can go back first!" Yan Jinyuan was the first to speak and planned out Han Yichen's words. She really didn't have the patience to talk with Han Yichen anymore.

"But …" "You …" Han Yichen was still worried about her. Seeing that her face was so ugly, he was even more worried.

"I'm fine. I'm really tired today and I want to rest." Yan Jinyuan shook her head, a tinge of exhaustion appearing on her face.

"Are you really alright?" Han Yichen couldn't calm down so he asked again.

She nodded tiredly. Seeing this, Han Yichen did not continue to pester her and only reminded her, "I will come again tomorrow to see you. You should rest well."

After he finished speaking, he took a few steps forward and left the Fanghua Garden without looking back. After she left, Yan Jinyuan let Si Qin accompany him to sleep.

In truth, she just wanted to be quiet, so that she could take in everything that had happened in the past few days. Tonight's broken string seemed to be telling her some bad news.

"Young Master, you're back." Little Chang Ann looked at his young master's smile with his lackey's legs. It had been a long time since his young master had laughed like this, it must be because of Young Madame.

Han Yichen looked at him and said, "Is there something on my face?" You're looking at me like that? "

Little Chang Ann smiled proudly and said, "I am happy seeing my young master happy."

Han Yichen no longer choked him like usual and instead laughed foolishly by himself. Little Chang Ann had never thought that Madam would have such a huge impact on the Young Master.

At night, Han Yichen tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. Yan Jinyuan's smiling face always appeared in his mind. This was the first time Yan Jinyuan showed her a knowing smile. He was extremely happy whenever he thought about it.

Did this mean that he was not a man of his dreams? The more he thought about it, the more clear-headed he became. His hearty laughter could be heard coming from outside the house.

Little Chang Ann, who was at the side, teased, "Young Master is thinking of Young Madame again."

"Fuck off, you don't even have the right to talk." After being stabbed in the heart, Han Yichen flew into a rage. Little Chang Ann chuckled and said, "Of course it is. Why didn't Young Master admit to it?"

"It seems that this young master has been too indulgent towards you, as he has already started to take care of master's affairs."

"Young master …" Little Chang Ann immediately smiled like a dog's leg. Under normal circumstances, the young master would magnanimously forgive him for his behavior and not make a fuss about it.

Tonight, Wu Tie's brain was active and he didn't want to let Little Chang Ann go. Little Chang Ann frowned and said, "Young Master …"

He then looked outside at the sky and said, "Young master, aren't you going to the academy tomorrow? Sleep early, otherwise it will be bad for your health."

Hearing this, Han Yichen nodded his head in a rare manner and allowed Little Chang Ann to accompany him to bed.

However, Yan Jinyuan's figure was still lingering in his mind. She was like a spell that had been cast in his mind.