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    How could it be Lu Qihuai Isn't she dreaming.

    Xie Wanning couldn't tell whether it was a dream or not, the scene changed suddenly.

    For a while it was Zhao Che's domineering gaze, for a while it was the pointing of the maids in the palace, for a while it was Lu Yayi's disdainful eyes, she seemed to have returned to that summer again, with the mean voices of the maids ringing in her ears.

    "Why are you so shameless, Lord Gou went to her room."

    "Look at her appearance, her breasts are bulging, her waist is so slender, she might break if she is pinched, who's good girl looks like her."

    "Who says it's not? No wonder being that concubine who can't be seen on the stage is really despised."

    Xie Wanning shook her head desperately, she didn't want to, tears flowed down the corner of her eyes.

    Lu Qihuai felt a cool touch on his fingers, and he turned his head to look at her.

    Why did she cry more and more, her face was flushed, tears hung on her little face, her eyelashes moved slightly, and she slept very restlessly.

    What on earth was he dreaming about? After crying like this, Lu Qihuai lowered his head and saw that his hand was tightly held by her, and there were even some red marks on it. It was very distressing to see.

    His body was a little numb, and he had been sitting on his side like this for a long time, and wanted to change his hand to wake her up, so as to save her from crying so sadly, but don't catch a cold.

    As soon as Lu Qihuai's body moved, Xie Wanning held his hand even tighter, as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

    He looked at her exquisite and slender eyebrows, and said in a low voice, "I've always been here."

    The picture in Xie Wanning's dream changed to another scene. She was lying on the bluestone road beside the summer pond, dripping wet. She tried to open her eyes wide, but she couldn't open them. She only vaguely saw a figure approaching her.  lean over.

    The sun disappeared immediately, and the man's body was covering her head, as if reaching out to unbutton her neck, was he afraid that she would not be able to breathe, but she was already dying.

    Drops of water fell on her eyelids, she raised her eyes slightly, Lu Qihuai pursed his lips tightly, his eyebrows protruded slightly, and said in a low voice: "Don't be afraid."

    Xie Wanning opened her eyes all at once, she looked aside, the white jade vase on the desk was filled with beautiful crabapple flowers, it was the husband's inner room, that's right, when she came just now, she was still thinking about how the always deserted husband would  Place crabapple flowers on the desk.

    Lu Qihuai saw her hazy eyes, as if covered with mist, dazed and fragile: "Wake up," his voice became soft unconsciously.

    It was only now that Xie Wanning really woke up, perhaps because her arms had been pressed for a long time, she felt her body was sore, and then straightened up: "Sir, I fell asleep just now."

    A numb feeling came from her left hand. When she looked down, she was holding Lu Qihuai's hand tightly. She let go of it all of a sudden: "Sir, the student didn't mean it just now," the voice became more and more  Low, with a hint of shame.

    Lu Qihuai felt that the warm and delicate touch in his hand disappeared, he looked down at his hand, and felt a little empty, then he heard his own voice: "It's okay."

    Xie Wanning came back to her senses, she recalled the dream just now, why, it was Lu Qihuai's face She sighed in her heart, she really became more and more dependent on her husband, to have such a muddled dream.

    She looked at Lu Qihuai, his side face was fair and handsome, he also looked like this in the dream, but there were more vicissitudes between his brows and eyes, and the wrinkles between his brows were deeper than now, she thought of the drops of water that fell on her eyelids, slightly  Cool touch, this dream is too real

    Maybe it was pressed for a long time, and the rolled fur edge of Xie Wanning's silk jacket imprinted some light lines on her face, her complexion was white and rosy, and just after crying, her eyebrows and eyes became more colorful.

    "What dream did you have just now?" Lu Qihuai asked casually, putting his hand back.

    Xie Wanning froze for a moment, she remembered how she was crying and fussing in her sleep: "Sir, don't worry, it's just an ordinary nightmare," it was really embarrassing.

    Lu Qihuai watched her lower her head, her eyebrows frowned unconsciously, if she didn't want to say it, she didn't want to say it, he always felt that sometimes she didn't look like a little girl of her age, he remembered her indifferent appearance when facing Timuri  , She seems to be separated by a layer of fog, and she can't always see clearly.

    The sun was gradually sinking, and it fell on the crabapple in the vase through the window. Xie Wanning was a little curious: "There are crabapple flowers in Mr.'s room."

    Lu Qihuai looked at her round eyes: "Maybe it was done by the maid in the girls' school."

    It turned out to be like this, Xie Wanning nodded, she looked at Lu Qihuai's handsome eyebrows, why are they so familiar?Seeing that Xie Wanning was fine, she told the little girl to call for someone, and then left.

    That was the first time he saw her. The girl who was so young back then has grown up now. It was the second time he met her when he went to Xie's study. He still remembered her wide-eyed eyes.  forget it

    Xie Wanning was raised at home for several days before she was released. Cheng Zhao was afraid that she would be bored and specially invited her to the calligraphy and painting shop on Chang'an Street. He said that the girls' school was about to finish and the exam would be soon, so he just bought some books to read.  .

    When Mrs. Du heard this, there was no reason why he would not agree, so Xie Wanning was able to come to the painting and calligraphy shop with Cheng Zhao to play.

    It turns out that this calligraphy and painting shop not only sells practical calligraphy and painting, but also has many Chinese scripts on one floor, so Cheng Zhao is a frequent visitor here.

    As soon as Cheng Zhao arrived at the calligraphy and painting shop, he went to the story book floor with ease: "Wanning, I rescued you this time, you can go wherever you want," he said, lowering his head to look  Word book.

    Xie Wanning really had a place she wanted to go to, if she wanted to make sachets for Lu Qihuai, she should go to the spice shop to buy some spices, so she went downstairs to the spice shop next door.

    The spice shop is very big, Xie Wanning went to pick out the spices when she entered the house, she was worried about the spices, there are so many spices here, which one would the husband like.

    Xie Wanning thought for a while, but still took some of all the spices, so that there would be no time to think about it later.

    Xie Wanning happened to be leaning against a shelf, blocking her figure. She had just put the incense on when she suddenly heard a familiar voice.

    "Okay, I'll go to the teahouse to look for you later," I saw that the voice was pitiful, it wasn't Feng Yun.

    Xie Wanning was very curious, she carefully looked out, but only saw Feng Yun who was wearing a snow-white skirt with strings, why was she here, and who was she talking to just now.

    Xie Wanning inexplicably remembered Cheng Zhao's marriage, and she planned to follow up quietly to have a look.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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