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The sunlight scattered on the wooden floor, making it seem like a motley scene. The house was very quiet. He could hear the sound of water flowing outside, and occasionally, he would hear the sound of a gentle breeze blowing through the trees and the roof. He would be able to hear the clinking of an earthenware jar. She walked to the door and opened it. Infinite light flooded in. It was very dazzling, but it was also exceptionally warm. It was as if it was placed in a paradise. Blue walls, green mountains, clear streams, elegant wooden houses, crisp birdsong, fresh air. "Sis Siyan, you're awake." Hearing the door open, Yu'er hurriedly came over with a warm smile on her face. "Rain." Chen Siyan was very excited to see Wen'er because she had experienced a life and death experience. The two of them tightly embraced each other, as though two days had passed in the spring and autumn. "Big Sis Siyan, you scared me to death. If something happens to you, how would I explain it to Uncle Liu? Now, it's Young Master Yan who saved you. The Dove Mage is already dead." Yu'er burst into laughter and tears. "Lady Chen, are you feeling better?" Yan Wenqing walked over and asked in a friendly manner. Under the sunlight, his unruly face was clearly defined. He had a gentle smile, and his bright eyes made people feel very warm, just like the sunlight that was pouncing on one's face. "Thank you for saving my life, Young Master Yan. I feel much better already." In the past, when they met, they had saved their lives, and the dirty Chang'an had its own kindness. "If I was there, I would have done all I could. The Jiu Wu was the number one assassin in Chang'an, an expert in martial arts. The kick he delivered to your chest landed on your internal organs, as well as the sword he stabbed upwards when you fell from the roof, causing the dantian's Qi to suppress your internal organs. Fortunately for you, your inner strength is quite deep. It's just that your body is still very weak. You'll recover after taking a few more pills to recuperate. I have heard from Miss Yu'er that you have come to Chang'an for a period of time, and revenge is not an option. Please stay for a few more days until your bodies recover. " Yan Wenqing had a bright smile on his face. It was as clean as the clear sky. "Sorry for the trouble, Young Master Yan and Grandma." Chen Siyan's heart was filled with indescribable gratitude. The dusk here is especially clear, the birds glide through the sky leaving melodious sounds, the light softly scattered on the ground. The four of them enjoyed the dusk. "I still don't know Young Master Yan's name." The dimples on Chen Siyan's cheeks rippled beautifully in the evening light. "My name is Wen Qing, and I've lived with my grandmother since I was a child." He shuddered as he spoke, as if some whip had struck him deep in his heart. "What about Young Master Yan's parents?" Yu'er cautiously asked. "I was an orphan, fifteen years ago, when Changan was dry and the crops were not harvested, and the whole village lived by digging up wild vegetables and frying leaves and water, and the government forced us to pay our taxes, and the last of the family's provisions were plundered by the soldiers. My father was beaten to death by the soldiers in order to save his life. The poor mother was too sick with grief at her father's death, and died soon after. Grandmother took my sister and me with her as we fled with the villagers, leaving the village. Those days were better off than death, but later on we met a kind hermit hero who accepted us as homeless and taught me martial arts skills and how to draw butterflies. "Later on, when Master was hurt by the evil people, we had to leave the mountain, and Grandmother and I settled down here to sell silk for a living." As Yan Wenqing spoke, his face was filled with sorrow, and the corners of his eyes were sparkling. "Qing`er is a bitter child." The mother-in-law, who was sitting at the side, was already in tears. He took out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe away his tears. There was a piece of butterfly silk and a black and white butterfly resting on a piece of dark grass.

"Ah so Young Master Yan has a younger sister, but …" Yu'er carelessly asked.

"My sister was lost while we were on the run. It was at that time that I did not take good care of her and let down my wronged parents. I have been searching for her for fifteen years, and my instincts tell me that she is still alive. I must find her. In this world, apart from my grandmother, she is the only family I have. " Yan Wenqing's tears rolled down his face. Even an iron-blooded man would have a soft bone when he thought of the unerasable past.

"Young Master Yan, why are you blaming yourself?" He could only blame this miserable world. We are all in the same boat, what kind of world is this, the righteous does not suppress evil, corrupt officials, bully the common people. I must find the real mastermind and avenge my wronged parents. " Chen Siyan was also crying. "Yu'er quickly changed the subject, because there were tears in her eyes." Young Master Yan, how do you know that I'm thinking about Sister Yan today? " He stared at Yan Wenqing with a puzzled expression. Yan Wenqing regained her composure and said, "I can tell from the girl's flustered and impatient appearance that she was looking for someone, and when I saw the butterfly silk tied around your arm, I guessed that you were the boy who bought the silk from me that day."

Yu'er looked at the silk cloth on her arm and remembered the day she had been slashed by a knife when she was fighting the Dove Mage. She then wrapped the silk cloth around her wound, and for the past two days, she had been in a hurry to find Siyan to replace it.

"I had tied this handkerchief to my wound because I didn't think too much into it, but it was a pity that it was dirty with such beautiful silk. Could Young Master Yan draw another one for me? I'm willing to pay double the price." Yu'er naively said to Yan Wenqing.

"Hehe …" "Lady Yu'er can ask for as much as she wants, but there's no need for money." The four of them laughed and forgot about those sad things.

Yan Wenqing continued, "Actually, the other day when I noticed Miss Yu'er's slender white hands that were extended when she was paying and the happy look of her holding up a silk on the street, I guessed that you guys should be women disguised as men. What makes me even more sure is the bracelet on Lady Chen's wrist. When I bought the silk, I noticed the bracelet on the sleeve of your sword holding hand. " Yu'er, who was standing to the side, was completely dumbfounded. "My father took this from my mother before he left. This is the only relic my mother left me." Chen Siyan stroked the bracelet on her wrist as her eyes filled with tears. An incurable wound recalls that it was always as sharp as a knife.