Chapter 031: Old Love

When An Wei arrived at the Jin State Mansion, it was already the time to hold the lamp.

Half a broken candle, a lonely shadow.

Ling Qingyun sat alone at the table, dressed in gold and jade, with green temples like clouds, but her expression was bitter, and the candle flame jumped on her face, adding paleness.

An Wei looked at her, and all kinds of tastes came up in her heart, but she was wooden, and she didn't know the taste.

"Mother is back," Ling Qingyun had already gotten up and said to her mother with a smile. Her smile lost its former vitality, and only slightly touched the corners of her lips.

As she spoke, her eyes flickered over the eaves, and then quickly moved away.

An Wei noticed it and didn't speak.

"I almost couldn't come back. Since the Chinese New Year, the rules have been changed, and the door of the shop will be closed two minutes in advance. Fortunately, Eaves followed and was able to come in. Jing smiled and talked to Ling Qingyun as if nothing had happened.

In Shengjing City, there are more than 100 squares.

Each square has a door, one more closes, five more open, this is a curfew. There are Wuhou shops in every square, and those Wuhou are responsible for closing the door and opening the door.

There are also shops, wine shops, teahouses and even green houses in the workshop, all kinds of colors. At night, the doors of the shops are closed, and the people who live in the houses can still enjoy themselves and stay awake all night.

For the shops in the workshop, the martial marquis all opened and closed their eyes.

Despite the curfew, the night in Shengjing is still bustling.

An Wei was a petty officer of the Forbidden Army's Guards Division, and he had the privilege of coming and going as he pleases after the curfew, and even walked the streets.

Even if it's a curfew, An Wei doesn't have to live in the Ling family.

Ling Qingyun almost forgot about this, thinking that An Wei was going to rest at her house tonight. After her mother said this, she suddenly remembered and couldn't help but smile.

"I heard that you were sick, so I came to see you on behalf of your uncle and aunt." Jing Shi said again, "Your uncle and aunt are very worried, and your aunt and eldest cousin will come to see you tomorrow." ”

It alarmed my aunt's whole family.

"I'm not sick," Ling Qingyun said.

Jing gently touched her head.

"Can'er, sit down and talk to Wan'er." Jing said to An Wei, "I'll go to the kitchen to prepare food." You rest here today. ”

"Don't bother, aunt." An Wei said, "I'll go back after I say a few words." ”

"See you like this?" Jing smiled, "You have grown so big, you haven't lived in your aunt yet." ”

Anwei is not good to say anything.

Anyway, he doesn't care if he goes back or not.

Jing didn't wait for him to answer, turned around and called Ling Qingcheng, and the mother and son went out, leaving a room full of maids and mothers-in-law to take care of one or two.

Ling Qingcheng went to the wine shop in the fang, bought some good wine, as well as famous dishes, and entertained An Canopy.

Jing went to the kitchen to order tonight's dishes, and went to the outer courtyard by the way, so that the maid could clean up the outer wing, and all the bedding was Ling Qingcheng's.

Therefore, their mother and son did not return for a long time.

Seeing that the light in the room was dim, the maids deliberately lit two more lamps. One on the table and one on the dresser.

Suddenly the light filled the room.

An Wei and Ling Qingyun sat opposite each other.

The two were silent for a moment.

An Wei suddenly took out a bag from his arms and put it in the palm of his hand. He spread out his palm, and a begonia-colored gold silk brocade bag was gorgeous.

Ling Qingyun glanced at it, but did not look at the tips, but saw An Wei's palm. But seeing that his palms were covered with calluses, he couldn't help but think of his dream, and his heart suddenly tightened.

Her expression changed slightly.

This kind of disgust was not concealed and revealed. An Wei could see it clearly, and his eyes were slightly sunken.

He spoke: "This is your talisman, you once said that when you were eight years old, a Taoist priest gave it.

When you were a child, you were not in good health, and after you brought this amulet, you rarely got sick. After that, I kept it in a bag and wore it close to my body.

The last time you gave it to me, you were sick with the cold wind for half a month. This time, he was infected with evil for no reason. I wanted to come, but I was afraid that it was for this reason, so I sent it back to you. ”

Ling Qingyun was slightly surprised, and raised her eyes to look at him, trying to distinguish the truth from his face.

Is your relationship with him good enough to give him the amulet you wear?

Fantastic.

Ling Qingyun didn't remember anything like this at all.

"You're surprised?" An Wei suddenly asked.

That's a bit of a sharp question. He could interpret Ling Qingyun's every expression, so he knew her surprise.

"I'm kind of forgetful." Ling Qingyun said bluntly, "After I got sick last time, my head was confused. ”

"It's really confusing." Anquis Road.

When he said this, there was no usual indifference, and there was a faint smile. But Ling Qingyun looked at his face, and he was still that cold.

The bag was in the palm of his hand, and he said, "Take it." ”

He didn't put it on the table.

Ling Qingyun frowned slightly.

She hesitated, reaching for it.

An Wei suddenly closed his five fingers and wrapped Ling Qingyun's hand in the palm of his hand. Suddenly, Ling Qingyun was shocked, and subconsciously retracted her hand, but was firmly held by An Canopy.

Ling Qingyun's eyes turned frosty and looked at An Canopy.

An Wei turned a blind eye to her anger, wrapped Ling Qingyun's hand tightly, her face did not change and she was cold, her tone was still indifferent, and said, "In the future, don't get sick again." Being sick was like a different person"

Ling Qingyun's brows furrowed.

She was distracted.

An Wei, an outsider, also thinks that she seems to be a different person. Indeed, she felt like a different person.

"You let go first." Ling Qingyun came back to her senses, and her tone was cold. She didn't struggle, for fear that the maids and mothers-in-law not far away would notice.

The maids and mothers-in-law all stood far away, and did not look at them deliberately, and even turned their faces, afraid that they would not be comfortable.

The eaves did not move. He stared at Ling Qingyun's eyes, trying to see her love from her pupils.

Ling Qingyun was held by him, and he was stared at so closely, her heart trembled, and her momentum was completely lost.

She subconsciously bit her lip.

"I want to marry you sooner." An Wei suddenly said, "When I was a child, my mother told my fortune, saying that I was in my life, and ghosts did not dare to approach. Follow me, and you will have fewer disasters in the future. ”

With that, he let go of his palm.

He left the bag to Ling Qingyun.

Ling Qingyun withdrew her hand, but still felt that the bag was very hot. An Wei's palms were dry and warm, as if they had burned her skin.

She thought of that dream of hers.

The palm of the man in the dream also feels like this: rough, hot, domineering, like an iron holding her down.

After An Wei left the talisman with Ling Qingyun, he was ready to get up and go to the outer courtyard to see when Ling Qingcheng would come back.

The two of them were alone in the house, and An Wei was afraid that Ling Qingyun would not be comfortable, so it was better to avoid it first.

Ling Qingyun grabbed his arm.

An Wei was slightly stunned.

Ling Qingyun raised her eyes and carefully examined his face, trying to find clues from his face.

She looked at An Wei infatuatedly, her eyes moving slightly. As the candle flame jumped, her face became particularly charming.

An Wei reached out and gently stroked her face.

His warm palm slowly rubbed along her beautiful face. Her skin was cool and delicate, like fine satin.

"Am I, where have I seen you?" Ling Qingyun didn't push him away, but her eyes became even more confused.

She felt something, and she was about to come out. It was on the edge of memory, but she couldn't grasp it and let it slip away.

An Wei had never given her this feeling.

Tonight, it seems like a surprise has become.

In her spare eye, she also caught a glimpse of the hideous scar on the back of his palm, which she seemed to have seen somewhere, so she grabbed his palm: "How did you get hurt?" Who are you? ”

I saw his scar last time, and I didn't feel familiar, but I have it now. She was getting more and more confused.

An Wei frowned slightly, a little puzzled by Ling Qingyun's question.

He didn't answer Ling Qingyun's question, because he felt that Ling Qingyun was very weird and inexplicable when he asked these questions.

It's just that her expression is extraordinarily charming.

He reached out again and stroked her cheek. His fingers, gently slid over her lips, and when they swept gently, there was a fire in his eyes.

Ling Qingyun had seen this kind of look.

Full of desire.

She woke up and pushed the eaves open.

Outside the curtain, there was the sound of footsteps, and her mother returned to the garden with her mother, who was in charge.

Ling Qingyun hid the bag at the bottom of her sleeve, and her feelings converged.

An Wei also took two steps back, sat down and drank tea slowly.

This night, An Wei stayed at Ling's house and said goodbye the next day.

The next day, Ling Qingyun's mother and eldest brother went to the temple in person and asked the senior monks to do things and remove Ling Qingyun's troubles.

Aunts, aunts and others heard about it one after another, and they all came to see Ling Qingyun.

The next-door neighbor, Shiting, also made a blessing. His blessing charms are carved out of wood and made into small mahogany signs that can be tied to the body or hung on the bed.

Ling Qingyun hung on the head of the bed.

After making such a fuss, she really stopped dreaming. Even if I dreamed, I didn't dream about that man and girl again.

She seemed to dream of the past, Ling Qingyun's past.

She also remembered about herself and An Wei.

An Wei didn't lie to her, her personal talisman was indeed given to An Wei by herself. It was the night of last year's Midyear Festival, and there was no curfew in the city.

She and An Wei were thrown away by the eldest brother and An Dong, and the two walked out of the door.

The streets outside the square are paved with loess, lined with elm and locust trees, and the thick shade covers the moonlight.

That night, Qionghua was clear, and the earth was as bright as day.

There are few people on the streets.

They stood in the shade of the trees, and their expressions were even more blurred. Through the dimness, Ling Qingyun dared to be so bold and took the initiative to send something to An Wei.

When she gave her amulet to An Cane, An Wei hugged her.

Thinking of this paragraph, Ling Qingyun felt that it was not like her own behavior, it was very unfamiliar.

An Wei took her in his arms and whispered in her ear: "From now on, I will be your talisman." ”

In retrospect, these words are a bit sweet.

An Wei just hugged her, and didn't do anything else. The two of them snuggled quietly and stood for a long time.

After a long time, An Wei let go of her, reluctantly.

There seemed to be a slight smile on his face.

Ling Qingyun thought of his usual coldness, and felt that the smile might be her own fantasy.

"Anwei doesn't hate me that much." Ling Qingyun thought of this, and her heart was much less resistant to An Cane.

He said that he wanted to marry Ling Qingyun. That doesn't seem to be a lie.

Then, she gradually got better.

During the Lantern Festival, she also followed her eldest brother and fourth brother, as well as several children of Ji Wang's family, to see the lanterns.

Cousin Zhao Zhen was particularly interested in the Lantern Festival in Jingli, so they played all night. After Ling Qingyun came back, the whole person was so tired that he only had half a life left.

"After you left last night, the brothers Jie'er and Dong'er also came. When they heard that you had gone, they went to the market of lights to find you. Did you find it? Jing asked them.

Ling Qingyun was really tired, shook her head and climbed onto the bed.

She didn't even freshen up.

Then, her mother helped her undress and wipe her face, she knew, but her eyelids were too heavy to open them.

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