After being reborn, I became the apple of my enemy's eye.

The scattered Xuan paper and Mr. Shu's smiling face became Yan Yun's last memory of him.

An urgent voice echoed in the courtyard.

Then came the sound of the steward crying.

"gentlemen."

The others in the courtyard hung a white cloth in front of the gate, while the steward went to the coffin shop to invite an elderly man to dress Mr. Shu and prepare his remains.

It was somewhat unexpected.

The servants who were resting in the front yard waiting for the banquet heard the news and came to the back yard to take the young lady away.

He looked around but couldn't find anyone.

"Miss?"

His voice also began to sound panicked.

Yan Yun didn't run away; he followed the steward around. Although he was young, he was able to help with many things. If he couldn't do something, he would go to the attendants. The two attendants who came with Yan Yun were also assigned to do various things and were extremely busy.

Although Mr. Shu was renowned far and wide, his courtyard was filled with close relatives and few attendants. When he passed away, even his closest children were scattered and not by his side.

Yan Yun went to the door to wait for the people who were delivering the coffin. Just as she was about to step forward to take the things, someone taller than her spoke up.

"If you don't want to get crushed, stand back a bit."

The sound made Yan Yun instinctively shudder.

She immediately stepped aside and stood to the side, looking at the person who had spoken.

That face belonged to the boy he had once encountered, the one with whom he had exchanged harsh words and swords; Yan Yun would never forget such a face.

The steward came out of the courtyard and immediately went up to the boy when he saw him.

"Mr. Nan."

After saying this, the butler's eyes filled with tears.

Nan Yunjing remained calm and said, "Please accept my condolences."

The butler nodded and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his long sleeve.

"please."

Yan Yun stood aside, watching Nan Yunjing's movements. He watched as Nan Yunjing easily lifted a heavy object that would normally require two people to carry, and his arms, which were not particularly strong, were surprisingly powerful.

Yan Yun looked at the other things placed in front of the door and reached out to help carry them.

He reached out and grabbed it, but he couldn't lift it with one hand. Yan Yun immediately tried to hold it with both hands, but it was still the same. He couldn't lift it. The attendant who came with him immediately spoke up.

"Miss, please put it down, let us do it."

Yan Yun looked at his palm, then at the boy who had already gone inside, and set off to chase after him. He kept a close eye on everything he could see, afraid that he might miss something.

Nan Yunjing felt displeased by her gaze, but the current atmosphere was not just between the two of them. He draped a white cloth over his head and began to handle Mr. Shu's funeral arrangements.

The steward saw Yan Yun following Nan Yunjing and asked Yan Yun to take her back to the Zheng residence.

Yan Yun wanted to stay, so the steward sent someone to the Zheng residence to deliver a message.

The messenger arrived at the Zheng residence quickly. The steward of the Zheng family conveyed their condolences to the messenger from the Shu family, saying that he would come to offer his condolences later.

The messenger left.

The steward went to the old lady's courtyard and told her that the young lady wanted to stay at the Shu Courtyard.

Granny Zhu felt it was inappropriate for the child to stay in the mourning room and asked the old lady if it would be better to bring the young lady back.

Thinking of Mr. Shu, the old lady felt that it wouldn't be a bad thing if Yan Yun was willing to stay in the Shu Courtyard. She had originally thought that the child was cold-blooded, but now it seemed that he wasn't.

"I won't go there. Let Lu Yan go on behalf of the Zheng family when he comes back. You can go with him and bring Ning'er back with you."

The old lady was superstitious about funeral parlors and didn't want to go there. The gradual passing away of people her age brought her anxiety.

As for Shu Yuan, those who can't make it back in time are no longer worth hoping for.

Fortunately, thanks to Nan Yunjing's arrangements, many people came to help, and the funeral room was quickly set up.

Mr. Shu was put into a coffin, and Yan Yun clearly felt that he had died right before his eyes.

Nan Yunjing offered the first incense stick to Mr. Shu.

Yan Yun stood aside, her gaze fixed on Nan Yun Jing. The steward took a moment to tell Yan Yun.

He will appear here.

That's because Nan Yunjing is Mr. Shu's disciple, a formally accepted disciple.

Yan Yun pointed to himself.

The steward thought that although he was considered a disciple of the master, he had never formally visited him, but he did not want to disappoint Yan Yun.

"Come to think of it, he should be your senior."

He was also grateful that Yan Yunneng stayed, so that there was someone by his side when his father passed away. Now that he is old, he has many feelings about things.

These issues weren't resolved until late into the night.

Yan Yun followed Nan Yunjing closely. People who didn't know her thought she was his maid, otherwise why would she follow him so closely?

Nan Yun Jing had been ignoring her. People who are unimportant are like air to him, so he didn't feel uncomfortable with her behavior, since it didn't bother him.

The managers all felt that Miss Zheng was being too intimate with him.

More and more people came to pay their respects in the courtyard. The manager was worried about the late hour, so he arranged for Yan Yun to rest in a guest room.

Yan Yun shook his head and refused.

The steward, who had been with Mr. Shu for a long time, felt that gossiping was not good. However, there was a difference between men and women, and it was impossible to control what outsiders said. Even though Yan Yun was still young, he should be more careful.

"Miss has been working hard for so long. If she gets too tired, the master will feel bad."

Yan Yun was invited to a guest room by the steward, but Yan Yun was not sleepy at all.

That guy felt familiar; I was sure I'd seen him somewhere before.

Nagumo Kage? Nagumo Kage?

Yan Yun thought about the name in his mind.

Lu Yan returned from the money exchange close to midnight. Only when Granny Zhu came to deliver a message did Lu Yan learn that Yan Yun was at the Shu Courtyard.

When they returned, they saw that the place was brightly lit. After hearing what Zhu Mama said, they didn't care about their fatigue. They quickly tidied up and went to Shuyuan with Zhu Mama.

Inside the carriage, Lu Yuan brought the prepared clothes for the young master to change into.

When we arrived at Shuyuan, there weren't many people there because it was late at night.

But when guests arrive, the steward will go forward to greet them. When he sees Lu Yan getting off the carriage, he remembers that he does not recognize the person.

It was Granny Zhu, who had just disembarked from the carriage, who spoke first to introduce the person in front of her.

"This is Lu Yan, who came on behalf of the Zheng family."

The steward immediately bowed and said, "Thank you all for coming."

Lu Yuan handed over the condolence items he had brought to the person who came to collect them.

The steward led Lu Yan into the main hall, where they saw the mourning hall for Mr. Shu. He bowed respectfully to show his respect, and the steward handed him incense.

Although Lu Yan did not know Mr. Shu, he respected him greatly when he heard from Granny Zhu that he was Ning'er's cousin's teacher.

After offering incense and prayers, the steward led him to a seat.

Lu Yan explained his purpose: "I'm here to pick up my cousin Ning'er."

The manager, remembering that Miss Zheng was already resting, said, "Miss Zheng is resting in her guest room. I'll go and pass on the message now."

Lu Yan glanced outside. He knew that if he woke her up now, she wouldn't be able to sleep well in the middle of the night. "Let's wait until dawn. I'll wait here."

Lu Yan told Lu Yuan to take Granny Zhu back to rest first, while he would wait here.

The steward of Shuyuan lit a fire for Lu Yan and brought it over, not wanting to leave the guest cold.

Lu Yan leaned back in the pavilion chair, watching the people coming and going. Some were shedding tears, some were laughing, and everyone was different.

While looking at these people.

The people inside pushed open the door and came out.

Yan Yun walked towards the front yard. She tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep, and thought to herself that she might as well go to the front yard and take another look.

Just as she was about to reach the front yard, Lu Yan called out to her.

"Cousin Ning'er."