The autumn breeze is clear, and the autumn moon is bright. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe fallen leaves gather and disperse, and the jackdaws are frightened. Do you know when you will see each other? I am embarrassed at this night! Enter my lovesick door, and know that I am lovesick. Sauvignon Blanc is long and remembrance, and Sauvignon Blanc is infinite. I knew it was so stumbling, and I didn't know each other at the beginning. -- "Autumn Wind Words" by Don Li Bai.

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Early the next morning.

Just as the sky is about to dawn.

Weide Palace. Pure Heart Temple. The left side of the nave.

After a day and a night of burning, the dozens of candles in the hall have basically burned out, and only a few red lights are still trying to shine and shine, projecting light into the dim left hall.

Although there are few lamps and candles still lit in the temple, it also makes the left side of the temple a little bright, so that it does not interfere with the vision.

It is precisely because of the fact that although there are few lamps and candles in the hall, they do not hinder the sight, that people can clearly see that a black hair is scattered like a ghost, and a miserable white shadow quietly walks into the left hall, and the white shadow goes straight through the outer hall of the left hall and walks towards the inner hall.

At this time, in the inner hall, Wang Quan, who stayed in the left hall last night, has disappeared, and the one placed against the wall, the top is covered with a pale yellow square bed tent, the bed is covered with thick cotton wool, and the cotton wool is also covered with a layer of wool blanket on the golden silk nanmu bed, and Leng Qing, who is covered with three thousand green silks, is wrapped in a thick orange satin quilt, facing the outside of the golden silk nanmu bed, and is sleeping deeply.

Because Leng Qing slept too deeply, Leng Qing didn't know it, a touch of black hair was scattered like a ghost, and the miserable white shadow had quietly and flutteringly sat on the side of her bed......

When she first came to this other world, Leng Qing barely slept a solid night, even in her sleep, her nerves were tense all the time, as long as the surrounding noise was a little louder, Leng Qing could wake up from her sleep.

Especially when Leng Qing first arrived at Zhu's Mansion, although after Leng Qing and Zhu Zimo got married, Zhu Zimo let Leng Qing take over the management of almost everything, and Zhu Zimo never traced Leng Qing's identity and origin, but after all, Leng Qing suddenly changed a completely unfamiliar world, and even Leng Qing's familiar living habits in the past needed to be forced to change......

Even if Leng Qing lives with the idea and attitude of "once you come, you will be safe", Leng Qing will need a while to adapt.

Later, as soon as Leng Qing adapted to the life of Zhu Mansion, and just adapted to the way she got along with Zhu Zimo and her attitude towards life, Leng Qing was abducted by Yan Ziming to the palace of the Red Ice Kingdom......

When she first arrived at the palace of the Red Ice Country, Leng Qing naturally tensed her nerves for a while, and it wasn't until Leng Qing decided to open her heart and accept Yan Ziming as a friend that Leng Qing could really sleep steadily.

Outcome...... It didn't take long for Yan Ziming to make a fuss......

Because in the past two days, the red charm poison in Yan Ziming's body first attacked, and then Wang Quan changed his appearance into Yan Ziming's appearance to hold a big wedding celebration instead of Yan Ziming, and Leng Qing, who had just calmed down, began to tense her nerves again.

Although Leng Qing did not feel restless because of this, the successive changes in the past two days also made Leng Qing unable to sleep calmly, for fear that something would go wrong and make people realize that something was wrong.

Leng Qing is not worried about what will happen to Wang Quan, Leng Qing is most worried about Yan Ziming.

After all, if something happened to Yan Ziming, according to Leng Qing's current situation, the possibility of being able to escape and save his life is very small.

Leng Qing had been worried about Yan Ziming's affairs for two days, but last night, Leng Qing was overwhelmed by Wang Quan again, and she was really physically and mentally exhausted, so that Leng Qing, who had not been able to sleep peacefully for the past two days, slept very deeply in the second half of the night.

Time passed minute by minute, until all the candles in the left hall were burned out, there was no candle flame anymore, and the morning light outside the hall had gradually projected into the left hall, and Leng Qing woke up leisurely.

And when Leng Qing opened her eyes in a daze, and when she was sleepy, she saw a black hair scattered like a ghost sitting beside her bedside in a daze, and a miserable white shadow, not waiting for Leng Qing to feel frightened, let alone before Leng Qing could see the face of the miserable white figure, Leng Qing's ears sounded a somewhat pleasant, a little tender, magnetic and a somewhat lazy man's voice: "Xin'er, I'm back!"

A magnetic and somewhat lazy voice, this is the voice that Leng Qing has heard the most since she came to this other world.

For this unique voice, Leng Qing has long been familiar with it, so much so that she doesn't need to look at the face of the person who speaks, just by listening to the voice, she can tell who the person is......

And that unique voice has a bit of pleasure and tenderness, and it is also the most tender emotion that only when he is talking to her......

So, Leng Qing was drowsy and dazed, thinking: Hmm...... This time it's not Wang Quan's disguise, it's really him back...... Well...... The congratulatory gift that Zhu Zimo asked people to send last night was to be given to him......

So, seeing that Leng Qing, who was sleepy, reached under her pillow and groped for the dark shadow sent by Zhu Zimo last night, which was only the size of a palm, the surface was pitch black, there was not even a trace of pattern carving, the material was very hard, and there was a hint of weak coolness on the surface.

After taking out the boxy black wooden box that was only the size of a palm, the sleepy-eyed Leng Qing squinted, stretched out her hand to the side of the bed, and stuffed the dark wooden box into the arms of the pale figure sitting next to her bed.

Immediately, I could only hear Leng Qing say in her voice with a strong sense of awakening to the pale figure sitting on the edge of her bed: "This is a congratulatory gift sent by Zhu Zimo, because Zhu Zimo told you to open it yourself, so we didn't open it privately." Now that the things are handed over to you, you can see for yourself what's inside.

Zhu Zimo also asked the man to bring you a sentence, saying, 'The five-year period is coming, if the Prince of Chibing Guoxu does not want to die under the poison of the Wu Clan, please also ask the Prince of Chibing Guoxu to be cautious about this gift'. That's what the person sent by Zhu Zimo said, I don't understand what Zhu Zimo meant by this, think for yourself!"

After saying this, Leng Qing withdrew her outstretched hand into the warm quilt, and then, Leng Qing lazily turned over to the inside of the golden silk nanmu, turned her back to the miserable white figure sitting at the head of her bed, and muttered: "You have not been here for the past two days, Mu Wen's personality is too boring, except for preparing three meals a day for us, he only knows to stay in the right hall." Wang Quan is unreliable, and I have to keep an eye on him for many things, it's too tiring, since you're back, let me sleep for a while......"

Looking at Leng Qing, who had only woken up for a short time, turned over after a few words with him, turned his back to him and fell asleep in a daze, wearing three thousand green silks, wearing a white undershirt, and holding the boxy black wooden box that Leng Qing gave him in a sleepy fog, Yan Ziming, who was sitting at the head of the golden silk nanmu bed, smiled helplessly and shook his head.

After Leng Qing turned her back just now, although Leng Qing was muttering drowsily, Leng Qing's voice was clearly audible at first, but when it came to the last two sentences, Leng Qing's voice was completely inaudible.

If it weren't for Yan Ziming's strong internal breath, his ears and eyes were several times more than ordinary people, otherwise Yan Ziming would be so close to Leng Qing, I was afraid that Yan Ziming wouldn't be able to hear what Leng Qing was talking about.

Looking at Leng Qing, who fell asleep again so quickly, the smile on Yan Ziming's lips deepened a little: It seems that he has not been here for the past two days, and Leng Qing is really worried that he has not rested well...... Even when he sat on the edge of her bed today, she was not as guarded against him as she had been.

If it were normal, she would never have allowed him to be so close to her while she was resting......

It's just that I don't know, Leng Qing is worried about him...... Still is......

That's it, no matter what she was worried about, he always hoped that she would be well, so enough......

But she fell asleep again so soon, and he had so much to say to her!

The day before yesterday in the darkroom, there were many things he had not been able to tell her, and now that he had recovered, he wanted to tell her about his great plans for the future, and he wanted to tell her all that he had been through all these years, and he wanted her to really understand him......

And what he wanted to tell her the most was undoubtedly that he couldn't see her for the past two days, and he missed her very much......

After quietly looking at Leng Qing who was sleeping soundly with his back to him for a while, Yan Ziming slowly lowered his eyes and looked at the boxy black wooden box that Leng Qing had just stuffed into him in his arms in a drowsy daze.

Just like when Leng Qing looked at the boxy black wooden box that was only the size of a palm last night, Yan Ziming also held the boxy black wooden box that was only the size of a palm in one hand and looked at it carefully, but after all, he couldn't see the mystery inside from the appearance of the boxy black wooden box that was only the size of a palm.

The appearance of the boxy black wooden box is mediocre, except that the surface of the wooden box is pitch black, the material of the wooden box is very hard, and there is a faint coolness, the surface of the wooden box does not even have a trace of pattern carving, it is a very pure boxy black wooden box.

Yan Ziming, who was wearing three thousand green silks and a white undershirt, was sitting at the head of the golden silk nanmu bed, and was not in a hurry to open the boxy black wooden box in his hand, which was only the size of a palm, to take a peek, but carefully looked at the boxy black wooden box that was only the size of a palm in his hand, thinking about what Leng Qing had just told him and what Zhu Zimo had told him, he fell into deep thought-

Five-year period?What five-year period??Wu Clan's Gu poison...... Could it be that it refers to the red charm poison in his body? Zhu Zimo also asked him to be cautious about this congratulatory gift, what is in this wooden box, and it needs to be specially emphasized to let him be cautious?!

The other thing is...... Why did Zhu Zimo suddenly send him such a congratulatory gift that he needed to be cautious about? Could it be that this congratulatory gift in his hand was a return gift for Zhu Zimo when Zhu Zimo got married two months ago???

If this boxy black wooden box that is only the size of a palm is really Zhu Zimo's wedding gift to him, then Zhu Zimo's return gift is too light!

How many items can be contained in such a small wooden box? It is only enough to hold three or two palm-sized pieces of blood jade, or a night pearl less than half the size of a fist......

Of course, whether it is blood jade or night pearl, he Yan Ziming is not rare, because of these things, he Yan Ziming is not lacking!

Besides, there is probably no gift in this world that can compare to the wedding gift he gave to Zhu Zimo two months ago!

"Master! Mrs. Yurong of Yan Kingdom is here again! This time, Mrs. Yurong is here with Mrs. Yuling, another envoy of Yan Kingdom, depending on the situation...... It doesn't seem good. A deep voice suddenly sounded in Yan Ziming's ears, startling Yan Ziming, who was deep in thought.

Yan Ziming, who had withdrawn his thoughts, turned his head suddenly, but saw that the person standing beside him, talking to him, was still stepping on black dark pattern inlaid gold silk high official boots, wearing brown leather armor, black hair was high, and his left hand was still holding his three-foot green peak that almost never left his body, his face was expressionless like an iceberg that would not melt for thousands of years, and his posture was upright-Mu Wen.

When he saw that the person who came was Muwen, Yan Ziming breathed a sigh of relief silently.

It's not that Yan Ziming's vigilance has decreased, it's really that Yan Ziming has been immersed in his own thoughts because of the boxy black wooden box that is only the size of a palm, and his sensitivity to the outside world has decreased a lot.

Moreover, Muwen himself is also a person who practices martial arts, and Muwen's internal strength cultivation is placed in the rivers and lakes, and he can be among the masters.

It is precisely because Muwen's martial arts cultivation is comparable to that of a martial arts master, no matter when and where, Muwen walks lightly, and he can't make any sound at all, even during the heyday of Yan Ziming's internal strength, he needs to feel Muwen's breath carefully.

And Yan Ziming was already recovering from the poison at this time, and his internal strength was only half recovered, even if Yan Ziming was allowed to sense Muwen's breath with all his body and mind, he was afraid that Yan Ziming would not be able to sense it!

Therefore, it wasn't until the voice of Mu Wen who spoke like this suddenly sounded in his ears that Yan Ziming, who had been in deep thought, suddenly came back to his senses.

Having said that, for what Mu Wen said, Yan Ziming, who was sitting at the head of the golden silk nanmu bed, did not rush to reply, but gently placed the boxy black wooden box that was only the size of a palm in his hand on Leng Qing's pillow, and then, Yan Ziming slowly got up, walked through the hollow and carved full moon-shaped arch used to separate the inner and outer halls of the left hall, and walked towards the outer hall of the left hall.

Muwen came to talk to Yan Ziming this time, but at this moment, Yan Ziming walked over to the outer hall of the left hall, and Muwen naturally followed. (To be continued.) )