......She blinked her blind eyes and looked up, her curled eyelashes trembling, and she sighed slightly. She called out to her, her voice soft like a breeze spilling out of her mouth.

"Recently, I always dream of a man in red screaming a woman like crazy, and I can't hear who he is shouting, but I can see his face, he is a very beautiful man."

After she finished speaking, she sighed again, and there was always an irritability in her heart that had been coiling around recently, making her heart gradually calm down, as if she had been hit by something, and it was an uncontrollable pain.

"Qingjuan, could this dream man be the beloved you were looking for two years ago, usually inadvertently always remembering some of the past." A shallow curvature floated on his lips, and he put away the stitches on the long table beside him.

"Sometimes, I wonder if I'll go back to square one after going around and around in my life." It's been two years, and her heart is always empty, as if something is missing.

Lost the light, lost the memory, is it because the love is too deep? Subconsciously, there is always a voice that reminds her that she has a man she loves very much.

"Life is unpredictable, cause and effect cycle, don't think too much." Tan Shuyan was silent for a long time, a wry smile crossed his eyes, and he took a deep breath.

She stood up and handed the card cloth to the maidservant to put away.

"Madam, the owner of the farm is back." At this time, Yi Yu, a maidservant in a light yellow skirt, slowly pushed the door in, and saluted respectfully through a layer of floating bead curtains.

"I didn't expect Xianggong to come back a day early." On Tan Shuyan's beautiful face, there was a trace of waves in his indifferent eyes.

"Suyan, you go to the hall. I'm fine. Her silky inky hair fluttered casually around her waist, starting from the bed, and her blind but clear eyes were smiling on her pale and unconventional face.

"Then you have a good rest, if you feel unwell, you can tell me soon." Tan Shuyan nodded slightly, and after instructing the maid to extinguish the sandalwood and pay attention to some matters, he stepped out and walked out.

Although he looked like he was on the surface, Yi Yu, who was following behind, obviously noticed that Madame's pace was much faster than usual.

Walking through the long corridor, she suddenly stopped, her eyes staring at the door not far in front of her, and there was a subtle and unique smell in the air, which was the smell of Xianggong. She took a deep breath, trying to suppress her heartbeat like a drum.

Then, he walked not far away.

Inside the hall.

The boxes of mahogany boxes were placed on both sides, Ling Jingtian counted for a moment, saw Tan Shuyan walk in, and respectfully called "Madam." ”

She nodded with a faint smile, but her eyes kept looking for the figure of the person she wanted to see.

"Madam, the master will go back to the room to change clothes first, which was given to Madame by Sedum. Mrs. Tonight she doesn't have to wait for the master to have dinner, and the master will go to Huamuyuan to accompany Mrs. in person another day. Ling Jingtian took the handmaiden's wooden box, opened the delicate lid, and handed a bright night pearl to Tan Shuyan's eyes.

When his words fell, the awkward atmosphere suddenly diffused.

"It's... yes, I see. After talking about the smoke and half the salary, a touch of astringency flashed in the indifferent eyes, and then the previous indifference was restored, and then a smile was twisted with difficulty.

Yi Yu's slightly lowered eyes were cold, and her delicate face suddenly became gloomy, she reached out to take the gift prepared by the owner for her wife, and directly glanced at Ling Jingtian.

"Yi Yu, let's go back to the room......" Tan Shuyan turned around gloomily, Lianbu walked out of the hall step by step with a painful pain, and was repeatedly snubbed by Xianggong, it was a pain, an insignificant pain.

But it was even more uncomfortable than slashing her a few times.

The cold wind blew and sprinkled pieces of white pear petals, and this slender and elegant figure walked alone.

When will Xianggong be able to accompany her for a pear blossom snow?

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The gorgeous pavilion of Wangmenglou is surrounded by the pond water, next to the attic, a woman dressed in white wears a fox jacket and sits on the cotton carpet, facing the surrounding pool and plum fuqin, the phoenix tail guqin is placed on the lap, and the white jade fingers fly up and down between the strings, and the sound is crisp. An unknown piece of music flows slowly and softly with the plucking of the strings.

Her beautiful eyes gathered in one place without a smile, and the breeze blew up, blowing the green silk of the woman's waist, and a few petals of red plum fluttered down, and the plain white skirt was like a celestial person.

Let the man in white standing not far away look stupid.

"Miss Qingwan, the owner is here." Qianling, who was standing behind Nangong Qingwan and guarding, reminded in a low voice after seeing Nangong Qingjuan not far away.

"Ding-" The piano stopped abruptly.

She pursed her lips lightly, and her clear eyes looked at the dark surroundings in confusion. "Qingjue, why don't you make a sound when you come."

"It's rare to see you playing the piano, so naturally I am reluctant to interrupt this wonderful piano sound." Nangong Qingjue's long and narrow Danfeng eyes looked at the person in front of him with a slight smile, with a cold meaning between his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and the faint smile reached the depths of his eyes because of the person in his eyes.

"You're joking, when it comes to playing the piano, you're my senior." A slight smile appeared on her lips, like the wind, clear and demonic. In the eyes of men, everything is beautiful.

"By the way, this time I went on a long trip, and I will gain something."

"Qingwan is a happy jade." Nangong Qingjue stepped closer, her slender and straight body sat down beside her, and the man's approach, with a unique fragrance around her.

Immediately after, he took the small white and cool hand on the woman's sleeve, and he gently placed something warm in the palm of her hand.

"Is it jade?" She looked slightly surprised and confused, and her slender fingertips gently stroked the object on the palm of her hand.

"This is Yanyu, which has the effect of being warm in winter and cool in summer, and going to cold. Put it on your body and you won't get cold. The corners of Nangong's jade-like lips were hooked, and he personally put it on the woman's thin white neck.

"Thank you." A beautiful arc stretched out of her mouth, a thank you opened the distance between the two, she wanted to thank him for more than this, but this is a love that is difficult to pay off, even so, this thank you still makes her heart feel better.

"You and I don't say thank you, it's good to go to Cloudsdale with me tomorrow." Nangong Qingjue approached slightly, the warm breath wafted in her ears, and his deep gaze looked at the woman close at hand in front of him with tenderness, and there was doting on Juechen's face.

This is a love that no one can ever see.

"To Cloudsdale?" Nangong Qingwan's jade hand on the strings shrank slightly.

"I heard that there is a strange doctor with a strange temper in Cloud City, whose medical skills are almost unmatched, but he never wants to take half a step out of his medical house, I want to take you to meet him and see if the poison in your body can be cured." Nangong Qing looked desperately at her beautiful little face, the petal of bright red plum blossoms flew down on her soft green silk, and her slender fingers gently took her off.

"Okay." Nangong Qingwan lowered her fan-like eyelashes, thought carefully for a moment, and slowly responded.

He was poisoned and blinded in both eyes. Even if she wanted to leave Nangong Villa but couldn't move an inch, she didn't want to think back to the past two years.

"It's been a long time since I've played an ensemble, so it's good to play another song." Nangong Qingjue took out the cyan jade Xiao he was wearing, and the flowing music blew from between the ten fingers that were agile and bonely, and the touching tune echoed in the entire Wangmeng Tower.

Nangong Qingwan's eyes looked at him like a pool of clear water, and she could only vaguely see a beam of white light, she smiled, the green onion white jade finger stroked the strings, the jade finger slid on the jade qin, and the melodious melody coupon came.

In the water pavilion where the plum blossoms float down, a piano and a flute are singing, with tacit understanding, the faint rhyme is scattered in all directions, and Qianling, who is not far away, is fascinated and drunk when he listens to it, and he can't return to his senses for a long time.

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Half a moon later, in front of the gate of the city in the clouds.

The people on the two sides stood in the fine snow, and the man at the head kept his eyes on the carriage in the distance. As the bell rang softly, it got closer and closer.

A luxurious carriage of crimson suede slowly approached.

As far as the eye could see, the veil on the carriage hung low, creating a hazy atmosphere, and the two white figures sat in it.

"Master, it's here." Ling Jingtian raised his pace and raised his hand.

The pedestrian in the carriage behind him immediately stopped, and he respectfully walked to the carriage and spoke.

At any moment, in the sight of everyone.

The veil of the carriage was lifted, and a peerless man in a crescent moon snow robe gently jumped down with a white veil in his arms.

looked at the woman in Nangong Qingjue's arms.

The legendary mysterious woman with the surname Nangong.

Although she can't see her face clearly, her eyes are sparkling, and she is thrillingly beautiful. Just by glancing at her eyes, I was attracted to the gaze, and it was conceivable that this woman was so good-looking.

"Is it snow?" Nangong Qingwan felt a slight coolness on her delicate cheeks, and stretched out her small hand from her sleeve to raise it, she didn't remember what the snow looked like.

But he could blurt out, his big eyes suddenly narrowed, and he closed his eyes with a smile to feel the feeling of the fine snow falling on his skin.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Half-paid, she opened her eyes and asked softly.

"It's beautiful, these crystal snowflakes are like light jade butterflies dancing and falling." Nangong Qingjue stared at her smiling little face with a pair of cold and tender eyes.

"Master Nangong, long time no see." At this time, it was a man about thirty-five years old who interrupted the whispered conversation between the two, with a pair of shrewd eyes under the high eyebrows, and he bowed his hand to him in a friendly manner......

"Boss He, don't come unharmed." Nangong Qing's elegant thin lips hooked and nodded at him knowingly.

A group of people slowly walked into the city.

Just after they greeted Nangong Villa, the lively city gate was completely deserted.

A bright red and mysterious carriage suddenly appeared on the avenue and drove slowly, exuding a cold breath. An elegant man in white and a man in a black suit stood on both sides with cold faces.

Soon...... And he disappeared into the gates.