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Chapter 15

Yan Feili lived in Shenmei Courtyard for a few days, and once he recovered his ability to walk, he planned to move back to the bamboo garden.

Seeing that Yan Feili’s frostbite and other illnesses were almost healed, Beitang Ao didn’t say anything. 

Yan Feili returned to the Bamboo Garden. He thought that the quarter that was emptied for more than 20 days would be muddy and cold, but he didn’t know that it was cleaned up. The warm basin burned, and the whole room was warm.

He once had an old servant who deaf, and as time passed, his work became harder. Years ago, Yan Feili gave him a sum of money and asked him to retire.

In the previous year, Yan Feili was inconvenient and didn’t know when the child would be born, so he didn’t dare to invite other servants. He stayed alone.

Thus Yan Feili couldn’t help but feel a little surprised when he saw the clean and proper Bamboo Garden. 

A man and a woman came in. The two servants knelt in front of him.

“These servants are sent by the Sect Master of the North Gate to serve General Yan.”

Yan Fei sighed. He had never met these two people, but he recognized the young maid as a maid in the Shenmei Courtyard.

“Get up.”

The woman was named Ximei which Yan Feili knew, so he asked the male servant, “What’s your name? Where did you come from?”

“This servant is called Ling Qin who was in charge of the horse stable in Shenmei Courtyard. Since it is the New Year, many people took annual leave to return to their hometowns, so this servant was transferred to the Liuxiang of Shenmei Courtyard. Yesterday, the Sect Master told this servant and Ximei to serve General Yan, so we came here early in the morning.”

Yan Feili nodded, “Then you both may stay.”

“Does the general have any order?” Ling Qing was very clever and asked diligently. 

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Yan Feili couldn’t remember anything for a while, so he let them go.

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Tjc Mflil rja bc atf yfv jcv ofia j xclof rajy ja tlr tfjga.

I gave birth to the child on this bed. I only held him once, and he disappeared from my arms before I even had time to give him a name. 

“Ol’fg…” Tjc Mflil wegwegfv.

Coafg Tjc Mflil gfaegcfv ab atf Djwybb Xjgvfc, Hle Tfsejc tjv rffc tlw rfnfgji alwfr jcv fzjwlcfv tlr qeirf.

Both Ximei and Ling Qing were clever people and serving Yan Feili was also very worry-free.

Unknowingly, after the New Year, spring arrived in a blink of an eye. The whole of Jianjing was full of spring. The flowers and trees in the garden could not wait to bloom their buds, adding a lot of gorgeousness between the light bricks and tiles. 

The frostbite on Yan Feili’s body healed, and the genius doctor Qiu Yeyuan’s treatment did not leave half a scar.

But Yan Feili didn’t care about those kinds of things. As a big man, his body was already scarred all over.

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