When Shen Xihe stepped into the mourning hall, the incense ash from the eaves was falling on the bluestone.The portrait of Gu Qingzhi hanging high in the hall has clear features and deliberate brushstrokes, clearly meant for her to see alone.She lit three sticks of incense, and the green smoke curled around her fingers. After the ceremony, she was about to turn around and leave, but Xiao Changqing's gentle invitation came from behind her, inviting her to sit and drink tea in the side hall.When the porcelain cup was handed to him, Shen tide and his fingertips paused for a moment - there was a cold fragrance containing vanilla hidden in the tea. This herb was incompatible with Xiao Changqing's medicinal properties, and drinking it would result in death on the spot.If she tried to stop him, her identity that she had worked so hard to hide would be revealed. She could only suppress her thoughts and say that there were still trivial matters in the house, so she stood up and left.But the moment she stepped across the threshold, the scenes of life and death in the past surged up. After all, she couldn't just watch him die.

When he turned back, his fingertips felt cold. He took out the antidote that had been prepared from the drawer in the inner room and stuffed it into Xiao Changqing's mouth without any explanation.This scene fell into the eyes of Xiao Changying who was behind the screen. A smile spread in his eyes - the plan was finally completed. Except for Shen Xihe, who was Gu Qingzhi, no one in the world knew that the antidote was hidden in this drawer, and no one knew about Xiao Changqing's fatal taboo against containing vanilla.But Shen Xihe's expression was not confused. She raised her eyes and looked at Xiao Changqing. There was no wave in her tone. He was too obsessed with you, but Qing Zhi had never been in love with you. The previous engagement was just a family marriage. He was pushing each other step by step. It was always just his wishful thinking.

The next day, Bu Shulin came to the door. His eyes fell on the cloak embroidered with dark patterns behind Shen Xihe. He was attracted by it at a glance. His fingertips were almost touching the material, and then he suddenly remembered that he was walking as a man and could never expose his daughter's body. He could only suppress his love and changed the topic with a smile.After nightfall, I walked into the sparse forest and followed Shen tide and Tao Zhuanxian back to watch the New Year's Eve. Tao Zhuanxian had already prepared the New Year's bag, and the red envelope glowed warmly under the candlelight.Not long after, Xiao Huayong also came through the snow. The room was filled with bright lights and the sound of laughter filled the window paper.