"Master, I've cooked noodles for you. Come and have a bite while it's hot." Xueqing brought a bowl of hot noodles into the house. She worked with Yunguan to clean the house for a whole day before she remembered that it was the master's birthday today.

"You eat, I'm not hungry." Yunwan was so tired that she had no appetite. She finished tidying up the house and kept painting for the sake of peace of mind.

"I specially cooked my master's birthday noodles. Although I don't have the master's skills, you can eat a bite." Xueqing knew that Yunguan didn't like to celebrate her birthday. Since Yunguan's mother was gone, she has never prepared a birthday banquet for her master. Youchen had been scolded by her for celebrating her birthday for Yunguan, so people around Yunguan kept silent about her birthday.

"I didn't expect you to remember." Yunguan took the noodle bowl, picked up a strand and ate it, then placed it on the table and continued to draw her jade tea flowers.

When Yunguan is in a bad mood, she likes to carefully draw jade tea. It seems that every stroke of the fallen stroke, the sorrow in her heart will be reduced. It will not be clearer until the vivid and vivid jade teas appear on the paper. But today, no matter how many flowers she has painted, the haze in her heart has not dissipated for a moment.

"Master, let's take a rest when you're tired. You've been drawing for almost two hours." Xueqing comforted her. She could clearly feel that her master was in a very depressed mood at the moment. She piled up a stack of papers, and her master didn't even want to stop writing.

"No, Xueqing goes to rest, don't worry about me." Yunguan just wanted to draw quietly to calm her mood. If she was playing the piano at this time, the song she played would definitely be extremely sad. She had tried it before, and when she was sad, she would finally make herself cry.

Yunguan remembered the birthday of the eldest princess last year, and now she suddenly felt lonely. Even Shen Yishuo was nominally her future husband, and he never cared about her. The more Yunguan thought about it, the more aggrieved he couldn't stop crying. Tears dripped on the pink petals of Yuming, and the mist turned into fog.

So Yunguan drew some withered jade tea petals according to the stained position, and a sad feeling arose. This painting was incomparable to the jade tea birthday picture she created at the eldest princess’ birthday banquet. Who made her lonely and lonely at the moment? She was not as happy as Shen Yihan, so naturally she was not as festive and lively as a birthday banquet.

Yunguan was full of resentment towards Shen Yishuo, because she had been missing since she left the imperial capital half a month ago, which made her worried and angry. Every time Ze Fenglin's visit made Yunguan mistakenly think that the letter Shen Yishuo wrote to her was here, but after many disappointments, she did not dare to look forward to anything anymore, as if Shen Yishuo refused to forget her existence.

Yunguan clearly missed Shen Yishuo very much, but she didn't have the courage to send him a letter. As long as she was about to write a letter to Shen Yishuo, she couldn't write a word when she picked up the pen.

"Xueqing, Xueqing~" Yunguan called anxiously. She suddenly missed Uncle Cao very much and wanted to ask Xueqing what news about Wuchuan has recently.

"Master, what's wrong? Is there anything wrong?" Ruoli trotted in, she didn't know why the master was anxious.

"Where is Xueqing?" Yunguan didn't expect Ruoli to jump in.

"Sister Xueqing told me that Master, you told her to watch the young master study, so I was guarding outside the door. Master, are you unhappy?" Ruoli pouted. She was having a lot of fun with Xiao Biyu, but Xueqing was dragged over to guard in front of the master's door.

"Then you go and call her back." Yunguan lowered her head and drew her own jade tea flower.

"Zhu~" Ruoli quickly went to find Xueqing and called her back to help her master to relieve her boredom. She could continue to play with Xiao Biyu. She was very happy to teach Biyu recently. Every time she taught a sentence, Ruoli would feed Biyu a chestnut, and Xiao Biyu would thrust happily. No matter what Ruoli said, Biyu learned very much.

"Master, what's the matter? It's so urgent?" Xue Qing rushed back hurriedly.

"What news does Uncle Cao have recently?" Yunguan asked Xueqing to sit down and breathe a sigh of relief. She had something to discuss with her.

"Master, he hasn't replied to the letter you wrote last month. What's wrong?" Xue Qing answered truthfully. She sent the letter to Bailing Caotang in person. Zheng Qingsong happened to send someone to other places to deliver medicinal materials. He could take it back to Wuchuan by the way, and help him see if Housekeeper Cao is safe so that Yunguan can rest assured.

"I'll write another letter later. You will send it to Bailing Caotang early tomorrow morning and ask Zheng Qingsong to find someone to bring it to Manager Cao as soon as possible." Yunguan immediately picked up his pen and wanted to write a letter. She suddenly wanted to go back to Wuchuan to take a look. She had been leaving for half a year. She missed Wuchuan very much, Duanmu Mansion very much, and even more, missed Manager Cao even more.

"Master is just anxious about this?" Xue Qing was puzzled. She felt that Yunguan was in a bad state all day, for fear that her master would get sick.

"There is more than ten days left. Time flies so fast, it's time to set off." Yunguan didn't hear Xue Qing's questioning and focused on her thoughts.

"What are you moving? Master, we have been in the imperial capital for almost seven months, and even the master has died for almost a year." Xue Qing said and she burst into tears. She has served Yunguan for more than ten years, but she rarely shed tears in front of Yunguan because she is always afraid that her master will worry about her, so no matter what grievances Xue Qing suffers, she will choose to hide and cry silently.

"Be good Xueqing, don't cry. The master is in the sky and he will definitely be able to feel your nostalgia for him. Okay, don't cry anymore." Yunguan used a handkerchief to wipe Xueqing's tears. She didn't expect that even Xueqing would think of her father like this.

"Master, I don't know if the master's case can still make progress. It's really worrying." Xueqing sobbed. She rarely asked Yunguan about this. One was because she was afraid that the master would be sad, and the other was that she should not ask casually as a maid. Yunguan sometimes complained to her, but she just listened quietly and rarely interrupted.

"Similar silver needles have appeared two or three times, and similar kidnapping cases have also occurred, but there is no substantive news, and I am very worried about it." Yunguan shook her head helplessly. She tried her best to inquire about Duanmu Chongze's case. Whether it was Murong Jingyu, Shen Yishuo or Ze Fenglin, she had asked about it without any progress. Could it be that she had to intervene in the Zongcha Mansion?

"What a pity. It's almost a anniversary for the master. The murderer... The real murderer has not been arrested yet, hey~" Xue Qing shrugged and sighed deeply.

"Yes, it's the anniversary soon. I have to go back. After sending the letter tomorrow, I'll help me pack my luggage." Yunguan calculated the date and went to Wuchuan and then returned, but it took ten days to bring it to me. If I didn't set off, I wouldn't have to hurry up.
Chapter completed!