In the next few days, Leng Zitian still didn't wake up, and Ye Yimu was no longer as silent and hesitant as before. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info she is normal, and she has returned to the girl with a poisonous tongue and a black belly, of course, only Ye Yimu herself knows the wisp of guilt and anxiety that she hides in the deepest part of her heart...

Ye Yimu and Situ Tomorrow took turns to take care of the sleeping Leng Zitian, and neither of them had a tacit understanding of the two of them, and no one mentioned anything about Baili Wushuang

This person was silently forgotten as if he had never appeared in their lives, and time was so calm and uneventful

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Jinxi country, a certain mansion

In the back garden, quiet and melodious, three green water shows, birds singing and flowers... A man's straight and straight body stood beside the stream, quiet and beautiful. Such a scene wants to be painted.

If you look closely, you will find that this is a middle-aged man, although he has some beards on his face, but from the outline, you can still clearly feel that this is a handsome and calm man

The man was staring at the clear stream in front of him in a daze, and he knew at a glance that he had something on his mind, and he was still muttering words from time to time

"Could it be her?"

"It can't be such a coincidence, right? It's been fifteen years..."

"What if—" The man lowered his head slightly, then closed his eyes and began to remember something

After a while, the man finally opened his eyes, and this time he didn't need to stare at the flowing stream anymore, but looked in a certain direction and whispered a little tangled, "Do I want to tell Wanru about this?"

What are you going to tell me, sir?" a gentle voice came from behind the man.

The man was startled for a moment, then he steadied himself and turned to look tenderly at the woman who made that sound.

This is a woman, that is, what the man said just now, a woman who knows at a glance that she is a gentle and virtuous, soft and beautiful woman, the woman looks very soft, and her small face has extremely harmonious facial features, delicate and small, soft and quiet...

It is clear from the title of woman that a woman is the wife of a man, and a man is the husband of a woman.

"Madam, why are you here? It's windy outside, and you're weak, why don't you rest in the room?" the man walked slowly towards the woman, taking off his coat and putting it on the woman.

Although it is a reproachful word, it is not difficult to hear that the words contain love and care for women.

With a gentle smile, the woman let the man put on her coat for her, and then reached out for him to brush the ends of his wind-blown hair, and said softly, "Don't worry, I'm fine, I've been in the house for a long time, I want to come out for a walk"

"Next time you go out, bring someone who is waiting for you by your side" The man saw that the woman was going out alone again, and said softly

"yes, I see. After a pause, the woman then asked, "Master, what were you thinking just now?

"I didn't think about anything, it's just that a little thing happened in the court today" The man struggled in his heart for a while, but decided not to tell the woman what he was suspecting for the time being.

He wanted to wait for confirmation before telling the woman about it, lest the more hopeful he was, the greater the disappointment...

"I don't understand the things in the court, sir, you have worked hard. The woman said softly

"Hmm. “

The atmosphere was silent for a second, and the man looked at the stream again, and after a moment's thought, he softly called "Like"

"Huh?"

"I'm sorry for you, if I hadn't had that incident fifteen years ago...", the man wanted to say something but was interrupted by the woman

"Brother Feng, I don't blame you, it's me who is not blessed, and I know you don't want to. The woman called out the name of the man she had known at the beginning

At this time, the woman was lonely, she was sad, but she knew that that thing was not something that men wanted to see, she understood, although she was uncomfortable.

"Like, fifteen years, right? You said that if our daughter could come back, she would be fifteen years old, did you think she looked like you?" the man said expectantly, his thoughts drifting to the girl who had glanced at the banquet