Completely plunging himself into the warm bath, Qiqi hugged his slightly thin body, closed his eyes, and didn't know whether he was thinking about things or resting.

Although Dong Dali and her senior brother both said that Guan Cuihua's death had nothing to do with her, she was always a little uneasy in her heart, if she hadn't told Guan Cuihua that her senior brother wanted to drink chrysanthemum tea and give birth to chrysanthemums, how could she go to such a dangerous place in the back mountain alone in the middle of the night?

Such a young life fell like this......

The bath gradually covered her, and she still closed her eyes, did not breathe, did not move, and just quietly immersed herself in the water.

Knowing that she couldn't hold her breath anymore, and knowing that there was already a bath soup seeping through the tip of her nose, she suddenly stood up from the bath soup, and a sound of water sounded, and the water splashed all over the ground.

She gasped for air, her chest rising and falling from the rapid breathing, and the drops of water on her head slid down her head along her delicate curves, slowly dripping back into the tub.

This beautiful picture is breathtaking, so that the person who almost couldn't help but break in from the roof to save her just now was suffocated, and the whole person was not good for a moment.

I was worried just now, but now, I have changed my mood.

The beauty out of the bath is so shocking.

He had been ruthless more than once with her small body, and at that time the two of them were so close together, as if they were completely integrated into one, but now, she was still clearly visible in her own sight, and the distance between him and him seemed to be separated by thousands of mountains.

Sighing silently, he slowly sat back on the roof, still quietly looking at the people below, the tall figure almost completely blending into the night.

Qiqi opened his eyes, wiped the water droplets on his face, and stepped out of the bathtub.

Things have passed, the road is still under her feet, and she has too many burdens on her shoulders, so she can take a break occasionally halfway, but she can't stop for a long time.

Self-pity is really useless.

After taking a dry towel to wipe off the water droplets on her body, she slowly put on her clothes, took another towel and wiped the water droplets on her head at will, and walked out from behind the screen.

Looking out of the window, although it was still early in the night, at most around eight o'clock, it seemed that the moon really didn't plan to come out of the clouds tonight.

She exhaled lightly, turned around and went back to the bed, ignoring the long hair that was still dripping, went to bed, closed her eyes and fell asleep peacefully, and it didn't take long for her to fall asleep completely.

Today is very tired, physically and mentally exhausted.

When her breathing was even, the person who had been hiding on the roof jumped up and jumped into the room through the window.

He landed silently, did not wake up the sleeping people in the room, took a soft towel and walked to the bedside, carefully picked up her small head, let her sleep on his lap, and then picked up the soft towel and gently wiped her long hair that was still wet.

Qiqi still slept peacefully, especially after smelling the familiar breath, the whole person was completely relaxed, and even his breath made a slight snoring sound.

She slept in a daze, and in her dreams there seemed to be a pair of hands, which gently pulled up her hair and carefully served her.

I don't know who those hands belong to, Ah Chu is still a senior brother, but no matter who it is, it will definitely not be the cold-hearted man.

He wouldn't be so gentle, never ......

Chu Xuanchi threw down the soft towel in his hand, put her mantis head back on the soft pillow again, and his eyes fell on her palm-sized little face.

There was a faint sadness between the small eyebrows, I wonder if there are still troubles that haunt her in the dream?

On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, she slept quietly in her room, ignoring those who had worked hard for her.

Looking away from her face, he took her little hand and held it in his palm, feeling the coolness of her fingertips, he sighed lightly and looked out the window.

Suddenly, there was a shallow coolness in my heart.

If there is a **** who really can't live, wouldn't it be a good thing to let those people stay by her side? At least, there are people around her to guard, no matter where his soul goes, he should always rest assured.

What he has to do is too dangerous, there is never anything that is not on the verge of life and death, accidents, who can guarantee that it will not appear?

I don't know how long I sat in her room, how long I watched her silently, and finally when someone approached, he put down her hand and walked to the window.

When the familiar aura was gone, Qiqi frowned slightly, and his heart was inexplicably pulled.

But when she panicked and wanted to wake up, another breath appeared beside her that reassured her, she let out a soft dream, turned around and fell into a deep sleep again.

In a daze, the person suddenly became light, as if stepping on the clouds, because it was too dreamy, as if it could fall at any time, she couldn't help but reach out and tightly grasp the things that could be grasped in her hands.

I don't know how long they drifted, and finally, they stopped.

She didn't open her eyes, but leaned towards the familiar breath, and her small head rubbed slightly in his arms, and after finding the most comfortable position, she fell into a deep sleep again.

He stopped and glanced up at the sky.

The sky above his head was still dark, and Mingyue didn't know where to hide, and he couldn't see a shadow at all.

The big palm landed on her head, gently rubbed the soft green silk, still looking up at the sky, silently waiting for the bright moon to appear.

I sat like this, and I didn't know how long I had been sitting, but I knew that the autumn dew was gradually coming, and it was slowly falling.

He stripped off his coat and carefully draped it over her, allowing her to continue to sleep in his arms.

Behind the stone wall not far away, a person stood quietly, standing in the wind, his plain white clothes swaying lightly in the wind, fluttering, making his whole person look like an immortal who had accidentally fallen into the mortal dust.

On a certain big tree on the opposite hill, a figure that almost blended with the night was leaning on a high branch, with a lazy atmosphere, but it could not hide his innate dignity and arrogance at all.

It is not cold, but it is by no means warm, and the gaze falls on the two people on the edge of the cliff below, and they look at it quietly, quiet like a perfect sculpture, and even the water droplets condensed by the autumn dew on the leaves seem to be unaware of the fall on their faces.

The three of them, each quiet, each peaceful, as if they were deliberately testing their endurance, remained motionless, with only the sleeping woman in their eyes.

Finally, the dense clouds above the head were blown away by the wind, and it didn't take long for the bright moon to peek out a face from behind the clouds, and the faint white moonlight sprinkled down, casting a shallow silver light on the heaven and earth on this side.

In the Mid-Autumn Festival, I finally saw the full moon.

Chu Jiangnan's big palm fell, and his fingertips flicked over the tip of Qiqi's nose, who was still sleeping sweetly, and said softly: "Qiqi, the moon is out, do you want to wake up and take a look?"

Qiqi snorted in a daze, unconsciously moved his body, and drilled into his arms a little more.

After finding a more comfortable position, he fell into a deep sleep again.

"Qiqi, don't you want to look at the moon?" Chu Jiangnan gently pushed her again, and his voice was soft: "I ordered someone to make the moon cakes you want, do you want to get up and taste them?"

Finally, after hearing the word "moon cake", her slender water-like eyelashes trembled slightly, and the moment she opened her eyes, her stomach screamed twice in response to the situation.

Hungry, unbeatably hungry.

"You didn't have dinner tonight. Pushing her to sit up, he unfolded the things on the low table in front of him one by one, in addition to moon cakes, there were all kinds of refreshments, fruits, and a pot of chrysanthemum tea roasted in a charcoal fire on the ground.

Pour her a cup of chrysanthemum-scented tea, cut the moon cake into four pieces and push it in front of her, the slender jade fingers dangled in front of her eyes, and the moonlight sprinkled on her fingers, turning over a layer of white silver light.

An indescribable dreamy feeling.

She thought that this year's Mid-Autumn Festival was over, no friends, no relatives, no mooncakes, no fruits, and no beautiful moon......

In a trance, there is a qiē, and in an instant, there is indescribable happiness, but it is sad.

"Why don't you eat it?" Chu Jiangnan's two long fingers pinched a piece of moon cake and came to her: "It's the double yellow lotus seed seed moon you want in your dreams, really don't eat it?"

"Eat. "How can you not eat it?

Suddenly, I really felt that it was really good to have a senior brother who had a heart with her, although she didn't remember when she accidentally crossed paths with his heart, and this thought flashed in her mind, but he remembered it, which was really touching.

"You're so nice. Picked up the moon cake and gnawed it, muttering while gnawing on it: "It seems that marrying you is not bad." ”

Marry him...... Not bad either.

Not far behind him, a certain two suddenly poured down like a plate of cold water, perhaps they had already thought that there would be such a road and such a thing, but when the girl said this sensational words in person, she couldn't help but feel sour in her heart.

The man in white leaned against the stone wall and sighed silently.

I had thought that if they came together, it would be the best ending for her, as long as he was willing to accept their treatment obediently, people would always get better.

It is better to follow the indisputable Lord Nan than to stay with the endless killing of King Xuan, he is also happy to see it, isn't it?

It's just that why is my heart so sour? Why does sour and sour become bitter?

The man in the dark robe closed his eyes and let the autumn dew fall on his body again, seeping into the robe that blended with the night.

It was he who pushed her into the arms of the fifth emperor brother with his own hands, she no longer resisted and was willing to marry, which was the best thing for them, and it also saved him from having to find a way to make her compromise.

It's just that being forced to be helpless is one thing, and being willing is another, why did he never think about it, what should he do if she really had feelings for the fifth emperor brother?

The fifth emperor brother spoiled her and got used to her, and he almost had no reservations about her, he was so good-looking, and he was gentle and elegant, unlike him who put on a face for her at every turn and forced her to do this and that.

As long as it's a normal girl, you should know who to choose, right?