松鼠症仓库

Liu Quan, with the style name Xingyun.

The meaning behind Xingyun is filled with the aspiration to reach the heights of the azure sky. As the eldest son of the Liu family, he bore the responsibility of inheriting the family’s legacy and had received personal education from Liu Fuyun since he was a child.

His knowledge was as vast as the ocean, and his memory was like a library.action

In Liu Shimei’s recollection, there was a poem that could aptly describe Liu Quan: With the spring wind at his back and the horse’s hooves swift, he beheld all of Chang’an’s flowers in a single night.

This young man, brimming with vitality, had already achieved the rank of Jinshi at the age of 15. Everyone spoke of his limitless prospects.

However, fate is unpredictable. Not long after becoming a Jinshi…

Though he had passed away unexpectedly five years ago, perhaps because Liu Fuyun had always held high hopes for this son and he had been the one to bring him the most pride among all his offspring, the Jiuyun Courtyard remained untouched, and Liu Quan’s belongings were still there.

Liu Shimei was flipping through books on the bookshelf for a while when she suddenly noticed a peculiar book.

No one had paid attention to this place for five years, and the only person who had been cleaning recently was Nanny Li. It was impossible for her to have been reading these books. The books on the shelf had already started to accumulate dust, but among a row of dusty books, there was a brand new one. Wasn’t that quite eye-catching?

Liu Shimei pulled out the book and casually flipped through it, only to discover that it was a storybook!

“Nanny Li, was this book originally here?” She raised the book in her hand and asked Nanny Li, who was currently dusting.

According to her memory, Liu Quan was not the kind of person who would read storybooks!

Nanny Li had been there to clean just last month and was taken aback. “I was here just last month, and I didn’t notice this new book! I’ve been cleaning the Young Master’s study for five years, and I’ve never seen this book!”

The main reason was that this book was new, and the ink on it was definitely not from five years ago.

The original owner was a talented woman, and her understanding of books was as intimate as her own fingers. So, Liu Shimei could tell at a glance, “The ink on this book looks freshly copied, definitely not more than half a year old! In other words, this book was delivered within the last six months! And when you cleaned last month, the books nearby were already covered in dust, but there’s not a speck of dust on this one, which means it was definitely put here in the last few days.”

“Is there anything special about this book?” Mo’er, a literate maid and a fan of fiction, asked. Unlike her Young Miss, who enjoyed reading various classical texts, she preferred stories and was quite interested in the book she now held.

“But you didn’t use to like fiction, Young Miss. How about I take a look for you?” she flipped through the book and suggested.

“Alright.” Liu Shimei nodded. “No rush, let’s tidy up here first and come back to it later.”

“Of course, Eldest Young Miss.” Mo’er tucked the book into her bosom and continued cleaning the room.

It had been five years since Liu Quan’s passing, a young life cut short. While the family had preserved the estate, many things were no longer as intact as when he was alive.

The entire Jiuyun Courtyard no longer held anything of value. It seemed that everything valuable had been taken by others.

Liu Shimei glanced briefly at some old belongings, searching her memories for her dear brother.

Liu Quan had truly adored his little sister. On the day of his accident, before leaving, he had promised to buy her a peony-scented balm from the Western Mountain Villa. It was a fragrant balm used for writing.

Liu Shimei’s memories were still vivid. Upon hearing the tragic news of her brother’s accident, she had rushed into the Jiuyun Courtyard at lightning speed..