He wasn't sure if he was in a dream again, because his dreams were always eerie and cold, which made him grit his teeth and be afraid, but this time in the face of those torture instruments and the sound of whips ringing in his ears, he felt that something was not real. The man's wild laughter also changed its tone, but the shadow on the ground quickly turned into golden sand, so dazzling. He was startled, and unconsciously stretched out his hand, but saw clearly that it was not separated by something, but a layer of lilac wind wrapped around him, warming his heart.

"Why?" That sound was crisp.

All the darkness had become nothing, and suddenly a bright light made him raise his hand to cover his eyes, and he did not let go until he was accustomed to the light. But I saw the green grass and orange blossoms around me, the sun spread a golden carpet, and a beautiful face on the other side.

"Lan Sheng?" But he liked her charm of being so proud of herself.

Others live for the expectations of whom, but she lives for herself; The joy of others should be built on the pain of others, and her joy is self-satisfaction. After watching her for so long, he thought he would get tired of her as he got to know her. Because almost all the women he knows are like that, with two faces in front of him and behind him. Who knows, she is mean in front of people and confused in front of people, and she is cute and true.

"Why?" Impatiently.

But he laughed, laughed and woke up, never thinking that he would live to the point where he was reluctant to wake up from a sweet dream. The slightest coolness seeps into the wound, making the burning body feel more relaxed. The eyes adjusted to the darkness, only to find that the place they were in was not so dark, just a little peculiar.

With a soft body and a silk quilt on his body, he should be lying on the bed. But when he turned to the left, he saw a large moon-white window, with silver sequins on the dark rhombic trellis. Will the bed be that close to the window?

Look ahead. A large painting framed in a wooden frame, with a birch forest and a corner of lush and brilliant wildflowers, can give people a sense of immersion in a very strange painting style. He only knows one person who paints like this.

Is the screen on the right? Not quite like that. There are five pieces of wooden screen from the top down, and the hollow carving case is his familiar ink style. There are several thin pillars between the wooden screens, and two of them are oblique on the side.

Through the seams of the side-oblique wooden screen, I saw the swaying shadows falling far away, and there was obviously a lamp. But he couldn't find it. I saw only the outline of a door. As the bed was too close to the window, and the door was too close to the bed, it made him feel as if there was only one big bed in the bedroom, so big that the bed was attached to the four sides of the room.

He wanted to get up. but found that the limbs were weak. The cool wound burned suddenly. Forced him to cough. Then, the wooden screen lit up, warm and bright. When I thought it was a glowing wall. He was about to be surprised when he heard footsteps and a slender figure gradually rising to the door, and he was immediately reassured.

It's good that she's here.

"Why?" Her voice was the same as in her dreams, but there was no impatience.

“…… Thirsty. I thought it would be a lame excuse, but when I made a sound, I was so hoarse that I was stunned.

She walked past the doorway, opened something facing the wall, and a spark flashed in her hand, and the wall shone brightly, gradually expanding the room. Then she crouched down, carried a pot and a cup out of nowhere, and helped him sit up.

“…… It's really the wall is bright, how can you ......" Although he wanted to say thank you more, he said the wall when he came to his mouth, and his mouth touched the cold cup she handed him, and he immediately took a big sip of water. Thirsty.

"This is the bedside table, the water and cups are under the cabinet, take it yourself when you are thirsty, and just put it on the cabinet after drinking. I'll turn down this light, and if it's still too bright, I'll sleep on it. She pulled one more thing out of the bedside table.

Later, he learned that it was called an eye patch.

After she finished speaking, she turned to leave.

"Lan Sheng, in such a small dormitory, the Department of Internal Affairs refuses to allocate more silver taels to you?" His whole body was burning, but she was so close to him, she felt that she was in a good mood and in good spirits, so she asked a few questions.

After the light was turned on just now, he could already see that except for the cabinets on each side of the bed, this room was so small that there was only one bed. Of course, he was quite satisfied with the oversized size of the bed.

"It's just a sleeping house, what are you going to do? Sleep, I'll talk about it tomorrow. He still had a fever, and she felt it when she helped him up, so she worked hard and was not fierce.

"Uh-" The second question was a little awkward, and he didn't know how to speak.

She guessed, "The bathroom is behind the door next to the painting...... I'll show you how to use it. ”

Toilet? He also smiled vigorously, "I want to come to the Six Princes' Mansion everywhere to find novelties, and when I'm ready, please ask Concubine Ai to take me around." ”

The novelties are all in Eryueting, Erriting respects tradition, and still covers the toilet and uses the toilet. But there is no need to say such things to him now, just push the door in and light the lamp.

But when he saw that the door was not narrow at all, and the lights were bright and wide, he was even more curious, so he didn't wait for her to help, and walked in by touching the wall. A room about the size of a dormitory, almost empty, with a large open window, wooden shelves and iron bumps that he had never seen before, a prism as tall as a person, and a dresser.

"That's the locker room." Seeing that he could walk on his own, she didn't plan to help him anymore, and pointed to the door behind her, "The bathroom is this." ”

"Tired?" He saw that her face was tired, and he asked as he followed her into the bathroom, and couldn't help but be stunned.

The walls of the entire room were covered with porcelain tiles. The background color of the porcelain wall is white, the porcelain tile embossed is dyed green, from the corner of the wall to the two walls stretch out a cluster of green bamboo swaying with the wind, because of the embossed sake, like real bamboo, vivid. Under the green bamboo porcelain wall, there is a large oval bamboo bucket, and a narrow one is dug out of the wall, and there are colorful porcelain birds and fat candles. Next to the barrel was a long mahogany shelf, and a three-legged round stool, probably the only one he could name, for hanging clothes and towels. The porcelain under the bamboo barrel is painted with pebbles of different shapes and colors, and then the fish is painted outward, but it is not complicated, mainly light white, and it is decorated with interesting and beautiful.

On the wall next to the door is a marble platform with a jade basin on it. Two copper pipes protrude from the wall, with petal-like handles, and the mouth of the pipe is facing the jade pot. The wall above the copper tube is attached to a round mirror, and two lotus lamps hang down next to the mirror, which match the top lamp. The ceiling lamp is made of glass, but it is a shape that he has never seen before, spread like dark green water lotus leaves, with different heights, three or two. A screen embroidered with a bamboo house on the distant mountain cleverly divides the room, extending the bamboo breeze until a pot of small spring flowers on the windowsill. There is a floral fragrance in the room, light and fresh.

Bright and blue, there is a vivid water color. The greenery is wide, and the colored stone fragrant flowers are true and false. The bamboo is cold and the water is cold, the lights are warm, and the bronze mirror is rekindled. Just too empty, put up a screen. The details are not the usual peony bucket grass, and they are simply decorated with small objects and small potted plants, which can be replaced with greasy and boring.

Toilet.

How can you just listen to the name to make up such a scene?

Abrupt, stunned, speechless, and when I came back to my senses, I couldn't describe a feeling.

Today's first small chapter, the hand is cheap, and I accidentally wrote it again.

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