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    I looked at the curtain that was suddenly blown up by the wind, and there was no devil ready to move, only the coldness with goosebumps all over my body.  Wrapped tightly in the warm brocade quilt, I looked sideways at the room, but I couldn't quite figure out where it was.

    I can't quite remember how I got here from the restaurant.  Just now I was still in a dream, but now that the drunkenness has passed, my mind is as muddy as mud.

    My throat was itchy, I grabbed the quilt tightly and wrapped myself into a rice dumpling, and got out of bed to pour a glass of water.  Stepping on the shoes that were on my feet for some reason but didn't fit my feet, I dragged myself to the tea table. As soon as I dug out the cup, I heard a vague sigh.

    "Who, who's there?" I raised my eyes in a hurry and could barely meet a pair of clear eyes. I was so shocked that I gasped, and the teacup in my hand slammed down on the tea table covered with brocade.

    The man turned his back on the light outside the window, so I couldn't see his face clearly.  But I have a heart that flocks to him and has told me who it is.

    "Did I disturb you?" He walked towards me from the outline covered by the lights, and his facial features gradually became clear.  The snow clothes are barefoot, and the blue hair is tired, drooping around him, and the wet ground is still dripping.  He was holding a plain white scarf in his hand, presumably he was twisting his hair.

    I saw that he was not wearing shoes, and a bad premonition suddenly rose in my heart.

    He quickly confirmed my premonition, smiled and looked at my feet, "You are wearing my shoes."

    I shrank my feet subconsciously and hid them in the quilt, "I thought they were mine, because they were on my feet when I was lying on the bed just now."

    "It might be embarrassing for you to say it." There was a slight smile on the corner of his lips, and his eyes were fixed on me, "That's my bed."

    "" Critical strike.  The wine from last night seems to be backing up, and my throat is stuffy.  God is sorry, I just want to dig three feet into the ground and bury myself.

    But, my flower goddess, why did I sleep in his bed?

    As if seeing through my mind, he explained, "This is an inn. You drank too much last night, so I brought you here. You insisted on drilling into my room in the middle of the night. I couldn't, so I had to let you sleep. The shoes are  You insist on wearing it, you insist on sleeping on the bed, and you vomited my hair yourself. Surprised?"

    "" Thunder strikes critically.  My embarrassment almost overflowed the corners of my mouth.  When I realized it, it wasn't embarrassment that spilled out of the corner of my mouth, but it was too late for the wine last night.  I leaned over and vomited, spitting out fishy water.

    He poured a cup of tea, squatted beside me, and handed it to my lips, "You were too drunk last night, and you were drunk in front of me."

    "" Just pretend to be dizzy.  The sentence "Oh, my head is so dizzy" presumably could kill him alive.  He will be killed by me first, and then I will die for love, and let his wife play by herself.  I am such a devil.

    "However, your drunken appearanceis the same as back then." His voice gradually became hoarse, and he was almost silent when he reached the end of the word, "Huaguan, you are still youafter all, you are your own appearance."

    I don't know if I'm still who I am, but I know that if I drink as much as I did that night, I'm done.  Thinking of this, I trembled and shrank, almost completely submerging myself in the quilt.

    The heart kept going in the empty body, calling me awake, and reminding me of the things I most wanted to forget in those years.  I didn't pick up the cup of tea, and it took me a while to hold back a sentence, "Sorry, I didn't mean to offend you."

    He seemed to laugh, and it sounded a bit bitter. I don't know if it was because the bitter tea in his hand thickened his words, "Are you talking about last nightor that night?"

    My heart was so shocked that I turned cold, I suddenly raised my eyes to look at him, glanced at his bright eyes, and I quickly buried my head and dared not look at him because of shame.  Thorn flowers bloomed from the bottom of my heart, piercing my internal organs in an instant, and the pain made the corners of my eyes sore in an instant.

    Over the past few days when we reunited, the two of us got along too harmoniously. I never expected that he would mention it again in front of me, so he picked it so clearly.

    "Jing Xian" I startled myself as soon as I opened my mouth, and I was very dumb, but I continued to speak firmly, "I feel much better now, you should go and rest, it seems, it seems to be dawn soon  .¡±

    I tried my best to drive him away in a silent way.  But he didn't seem to be fully absorbed by me, he was still squatting in the same place, holding a teacup and waiting for me to reach out to pick it up.

    I lowered my head and stared at the cup of tea for a while, and touched his fingers when I reached out to catch it.  The touch of nothing made my mind wander for a while that night.  It was too cold that night, as if a basin of cold water had woken me up. When I came back to my senses and turned to look at the window, the east was white.

    "Hua Guan, six years is too long" He stopped talking.Don't think about it this way, since you can't take care of her well, why not let me do it.  I just want her to be okay, so I'm going to take care of her and have to take care of her myself.  "

    I saw Jing Xian wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth calmly, "So, last night, the officers and soldiers summoned me to face the saint, was it your handwriting?"

    "Yes. Regret the suspension of the inspection and let me out?" Xiao Chunyan raised her eyebrows and sneered, "As the vice-capital censor, you abused your power and sent troops to monitor the Chunfu privately, and now you are delaying the time to meet the saint. It seems like you have committed a serious crime."

    Jing Xian clenched his hands slightly, and then sneered, "During your surveillance, you even sent people to Siyang to check my identity, and even got in touch with the outside world. If I report this, you think you can be given a lighter sentence  Lost?"

    "Try to report to see if Huaguan and I live together in Chunfu, and if you will be implicated too. Jing Xian, thank you for teaching me this trick. As I said, I will settle the account of your supervision of Chunfu  " Xiao Chunyan smiled wickedly and triumphantly at him, turned her head and helped me up, "Hua Guan, we are going home."

    I saw Jing Xian, who was originally calm, frowned, staring at me with scarlet eyes.  It seems to have returned to the day when I left his mansion to go to the Chen Mansion.

    ?It makes people laugh, but I actually feel that the bottom of my heart is painful to suffocate, and at the same time, I am so happy that I am crazy, and the chaos seems to be about to become a demon.

    Go with him, I hope my pleasure can stay for a while longer.  I've been so miserable all these years.

    ? I wish I could turn into a demon and make trouble wantonly. If I had become a demon in my heart, I wouldn't be so helpless when I was trapped in that place where I couldn't see my fingers.

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    Push Ge Lin Xieyang's [Spring Away], read this chapter with a sense of thieves!

    1. Next, we will start to reveal what happened that year!  Let's start from the beginning!

    2. Judging by the slow speed of my daily coding, it is a little bit uncertain if I will finish it in a week I even applied for the completion list. If I can¡¯t finish writing, I will be finished. I am afraid.jpg

    But don't worry, everyone, the timeline has gone to those days six years ago, will the end be far behind!  The present tense part of the past few days focuses on unraveling some misunderstandings and some knots in Huahua's mind back then.

    3. The part about Lu Min is finished. Everyone should be able to see that this couple really had a great influence on Jinghua. Except that Jinghua had a relationship with Lu Min when she was young, Huahua once thought that Minmin was her distant self.  Xian could also understand what Big Brother Lu was thinking, but the difference was that Jing Xian didn't know that sour talents were willing to be mediocre, so he misunderstood that Lu Min was together.

    4. Key words of the next chapter: the women who were raped to death, the shadow of the small black house, the rich gentry choose concubines in Jieyulou.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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