Chapter 807

Lin Sui also wanted to leave as soon as possible. He couldn't enjoy himself too much because his body was useless, but it was difficult to breathe for any intense action, not to mention that it only lasted a few minutes, and he was annoyed just thinking about it , He had to cultivate himself for a few days to continue.

When Lin Sui went out to deal with the government affairs, Yan Qin was replying to his parents in Yanzhou in his study.

His parents asked him to go to Yanzhou to celebrate the new year together, so that he would not be alone in the capital, and it would not be too late to come back to study and prepare for the exam after the year.

Of course Yan Qin was not deserted, he was busy warming the bed for Lin Sui, wrote a letter and made up some high-sounding reasons to perfunctory, then happily locked the door of the house and went to live with Lin Sui.

When meeting Song Yanming on the road, Yan Qin remembered the jealousy he had when he had no memory, and also remembered that he was worried about whether Lin Sui would accept someone else as his son, and couldn't help laughing.

He and Song Yanming nodded as greetings.

Looking at this person now, of course he would not be bitter. In addition, this person is also a person under Lin Sui's influence, Yan Qin's attitude is very polite.

Song Yanming saw his eyes brighten and hurried forward.

"Brother Yan, can I take a step to speak?"

Yan Qin thought that he had something to ask for, but he heard him say: "The private mine case in Yanzhou, my father was working next to Master Lin, and mentioned you, is that person really you?"

Yan Qin didn't think there was anything to hide, so he nodded.

Song Yanming said enviously: "Brother Yan, can you tell me how this is done? I also want to go with Master Lin."

Song Yanming thought he could hear some good way to show his loyalty, but he saw the young man in front of him with a calm face and said: "Probably because I am the person next to Lord Lin's pillow."

Yan Qin said magnanimously: "Brother Song, if you want to go next time, I can give you some comfort."

Chapter 280

Is this something I can listen to? Song Yanming asked himself in his heart.

The amount of information in these two sentences is too large, especially when Yan Qin said this sentence.

This is Yan Erlang, the son of Yan Yu. Song Yanming shook his head with an expression of knowing the shocking secret.

"Brother Yan, you don't need to be so polite. I remember that I have something else to do, so I won't bother you."

Song Yanming fled in despair, while Yan Qin brushed off the snowflakes on his shoulders and left lightly.

It was just a small episode on the road, so Yan Qin would naturally not mention it to Lin Sui.

As the end of the year approached, the atmosphere began to be relaxed and lively.

Lin's mansion was also busy buying new year's goods. In addition to rewarding silver, Lin Sui also gave Caixiao and Yunxiao a set of prestige, and distributed a lot of things to his right-hand assistants.

Of course, Yan Qin also prepared something, it was a jade Guanyin necklace of excellent quality, it was consecrated by an eminent monk in the temple, Lin Sui didn't believe in gods and Buddhas very much, so he asked the craftsman to carve his surname behind the jade Guanyin .

Sending this auspicious gift is secondary, the main thing is that it is something that can be carried close to him, and he knows that Yan Qin will definitely like it.

Of course Yan Qin liked it, and he also took out his own gift when he was watching the new year.

As for the gift, Yan Qin had been thinking about it for a while.

He doesn't have the status of rare treasures in the world, and most of them are given to Lin Sui.

He has already recovered his memory, so it is absolutely impossible to give any calligraphy and paintings in a daze. He knows that Lin Sui does not believe in ghosts and gods, so there is no need to copy scriptures and worship Buddha.

He gave away carved things before, but he felt nothing new when he gave them away again.

After thinking hard for a long time, I came up with an idea.

"You are becoming more and more mistress-like."

Lin Sui looked at the boots in front of him, and didn't even need to ask whether Yan Qin made them himself, because the answer must be yes.

It is impossible for Yan Qin to randomly buy a pair of shoes for him as a gift at this time. Lin Sui looked at the soft and thick shoes in front of him, thinking that Jianxiu would pick up the embroidery needle with the hand holding the sword, and work seriously in the room. Making shoes for him, I couldn't help but smile.

It was only when he heard Caixiao and Yunxiao talking about this name that he knew that Caixiao called Yan Qin in private. He thought it was a little funny and used it to make fun of Yan Qin.

Yan Qin accepted this sentence happily, and said, "I'll try it on for you."

He thought that Lin Sui had to walk around every day, so it was just right to give this as a gift. He planned to try making clothes in the future, and he was very interested in everything he did for Lin Sui.

Yan Qin squatted on the ground and raised his hand to change Lin Sui's shoes.

Lin Sui put it on without cooperation, and put his feet on Yan Qin's chest.

"It's not too late to try again tomorrow morning, do you want me to step on it or step on you?"

Yan Qin immediately threw away the pair of shoes in his hand, there was no need to think about it.

He carried Lin Sui back to his bedroom from the conservatory where he kept watch over his age. Tonight, servants and hidden guards were on guard outside, not afraid that they would see Lord Lin lose his dignified appearance.

The seventeen night pearls before, Yan Qin strung them into a string in his spare time, intending to use them as ornaments, but he didn't know where to hang them, so he put them back in the box, and took them out tonight.

There is no snow outside the house tonight, but there is wind, dark clouds cover the sky and the moon, and it is dark.

There is no light in the room, only the faint fluorescence emitted by small night pearls gathered together.

The beads slipped from the beauty's shoulders to between the legs, and were wound around casually. No matter how warm the jade was to the touch, it was still hard, and Yan Qin didn't dare to fasten it.

The small beads rolled down, touching a little red.

The curtains are tied on both sides, the windows are closed and no wind comes in, and the shadows of snuggling are blurred.