"It's still a good medicinal herb......" Yang Muxiao muttered.||Among every two people who watch romance, there is an account that has registered for Ke ° Le ° Xiao ° Shuo ° Net.

Medicinal herbs will not affect her feelings, make her have no choice, and make her upset.

In the past, when she was unhappy, she would stay with the herbs.

Yang Muxiao is like this, "trapped" herself

Inside that room, all afternoon.

It wasn't until night fell that Yang Muxiao reluctantly left.

Night.

Yang Muxiao was lying on the bed, but she couldn't sleep.

I don't know what's wrong, anyway, she's just upset and can't calm down.

She felt very uncomfortable, but she couldn't say what was uncomfortable.

Until now, Zhou Jun has not come back, Yang Muxiao didn't care, but she couldn't sleep, and gradually, she began to think of these things.

"Junhe...... Where did it go? ”

Yang Muxiao muttered.

It's late at night.

In a daze, Yang Muxiao still fell asleep, she was sleepy - after all, she was tired all day.

When Yang Muxiao was asleep, Zhou Jun came in, he looked at Yang Muxiao, pursed his lips, and didn't say a word.

Today, a mysterious person gave Zhou Jun a message, which was about Yang Muxiao.

Zhou Jun is a little uncertain now.

His trust in Yang Muxiao is obviously not as good as Yang Muxiao's trust in him.

"Xiaoxiao...... What exactly should I do? ”

Zhou Jun sighed, a little overwhelmed.

He didn't know what he was supposed to do...... This night, Zhou Jun didn't sleep.

He stayed by Yang Muxiao's bedside until early the next morning, when he left by himself before Yang Muxiao woke up.

He didn't want Yang Muxiao to see him like this, and he didn't want Yang Muxiao to know that he didn't trust her.

Zhou Jun thought that he needed a little time to ease his nerves.

Yang Muxiao, who was asleep, naturally didn't know about this qiē...... It was dawning again soon.

Slowly opening her eyes, Yang Muxiao always felt that Zhou Jun had been here last night, but ...... Maybe it's a delusion...... Yang Muxiao lowered her head and didn't say a word, but the atmosphere around her seemed very sad.

Yang Muxiao had a very bad feeling, but she still couldn't say it.

"Little Velvet! I want to get out and about. You...... Is it okay not to come along? ”

Yang Muxiao originally wanted to say, let Xiao Rong follow.

However, she thought about it and felt that there were some things that still had to be guarded against Xiao Rong, so she didn't let Xiao Rong follow anymore.

This time, Xiao Rong didn't react.

She just nodded, and didn't do anything else.

Xiao Rong is like this, although Yang Muxiao thinks it is a little strange, but she doesn't care much.

She thought that Xiao Rong understood her, but it was not...... Yang Muxiao wants to go out of the house, in fact, he wants to go out in the name of Yueqing.

She no longer paints the oozing red spots on her face, and she looks like a great beauty who has captivated the country and the city.

However, Yueqing has always seen people with masks, and Yang Muxiao will never let others see her appearance.

Teahouse.

is still the teahouse last time, or the private room on the second floor last time, Yang Muxiao is sitting in the same window seat, thinking about life.

Yang Muxiao didn't know what she was born for in this life.

Everyone's life is always meaningful, but what is the meaning of her life?

She couldn't figure it out.

Yang Muxiao also doesn't know what is the meaning of the original owner's life, or rather, the original owner was born for?

What does the original owner want to do?

★ ☆★☆★☆ It's raining heavily, it's thundering, booming, ticking, it's not good at all.

I'm not happy, I feel like I can't write anymore.

Is it because I didn't have the word count in the first chapter, or because my writing is not good, and the plot is not good, no one wants to read the article I wrote?