The green kite had a long, long dream, and Huan Yu in the dream was gentle by her side, and every time she was unreasonable, he would smile and agree, without any temper.

Brother Huan, I want you to play on the street with me.

Brother Huan, I want you to marry me, and then you are not allowed to take concubines.

Brother Huan, Brother Huan, Brother Huan -

And when she gradually regained consciousness, she vaguely felt a hand pressing on her chest, because there was not an inch on her body, and the heat between the skin made her suddenly open her eyes.

When she turned her head and saw the man's shoulder, a sense of humiliation and disgust crept in.

Qing Kite clearly remembered that she had hanged herself, could it be that the man next to her was the prince Xiao Ji, and she hadn't escaped from his control?

Without thinking about it, she reached out and pulled out a hairpin on her head, sat up and stabbed it into the chest of the person next to her.

However, just when the tip of the cold hairpin was a few inches from her chest, the movement of her hand stopped abruptly, and then her face was full of disbelief.

It was a very beautiful face, so beautiful that it took people's breath away, even the best pen and ink could not describe it, and no matter how good the words were, it could not be described.

But she had seen this face, the face of an eleven-year-old child at that time, but at this time it had grown on the face of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy.

And her gaze fell on the jade plaque hanging around his neck, and she was even more stunned. The lotus flower on it was carved by her own hand and was only used as a child's birthday gift.

She reached out to pull the jade card, Xu is strength was a little strong, and suddenly alarmed the person who was asleep, and her extremely beautiful face was fierce, "Don't touch it, get out-"

Although her fingers had only touched the pale green jasper, she could see the name carved by her own hand on it, which made her more convinced that it was her note.

"Huan Yi?!" There was disbelief in her voice, "Are you Hengyi? ”

"You are a prostitute, and you are worthy of calling Young Master Ben by his name." His face was full of disgust, and then he pushed the brocade quilt on his body away, and shouted to the door of the room: "Laitou, don't you let Young Master Ben in?" ”

When he pushed the brocade quilt, a cold wind came in, and she remembered that she didn't have an inch on her body, and suddenly it was like being burned by charcoal, and a humiliation spread up.

However, before she could pull the quilt shut, she saw the door of the room be pushed open suddenly, and a man with a sharp beak and cheeks, full of flattery, and a man dressed as a small servant pushed the door and ran in.

"What do you do? Why don't you get out of here? As she spoke, she pulled the quilt and covered her embarrassment.

But Huan Yi sneered, and then got up from the bed, stood upright, and let the little guy named Lai Tou put on his clothes.

Only then did the green kite realize that her voice was wrong, her original voice was as crisp as a silver bell, but at this time her voice was delicate, with a sense of weakness.

Just when she subconsciously checked her wrist, there was no birthmark on the smooth and delicate wrist that had followed her since birth.

Seeing her like this, the little guy named Lai Tou pursed his lips and said in a strange voice of yin and yang, "Yo he, it's just a woman in a Qinglou who is a good man, and she really thinks of herself as a chaste martyr, look at you like that!" Amusing! ”

The green kite still did not recover from the shock, and looked out the window, through the window, she vaguely saw the heavy snow floating in the sky, she clearly remembered that she committed suicide when the midsummer had just passed, and at this time it was clearly a cold winter wax moon.