"Maybe others forgot about this stubble, and then remembered."

Listening to Jiang Chengyue's words, Wu Rendi's eyes narrowed dangerously, and he said suspiciously: "You kid, what kind of evil are you?" How do you keep talking for that Ruyitang boss? Could it be ...... Do you have a crush on him? ”

"Poof—ahem, ahem."

Jiang Chengyue squirted out a mouthful of tea, and then there was a fierce cough, her face was flushed, and she was choked at first glance.

"Didn't you, really let me guess it? Your kid has a bit of a unique taste, no wonder after so many years, there is no female ...... around"

Bang, it was the sound of Wu Rendi falling to the ground.

The people in the gambling house looked over one after another, only to see that the chair under Wu Rendi's buttocks had already turned over, and the whole person fell to the ground in a strange posture, which was indescribably funny.

"Look at what, look!"

With a roar, Wu Rendi got up from the ground, and everyone trembled, and they all immediately looked away.

"As for you kid, don't you just say a word about you."

While rubbing his buttocks, Wu Rendi stared at Jiang Chengyue, who was drinking tea lightly, with some resentment.

Jiang Chengyue was unmoved, put the teacup on the table, stood up, and said, "It's not early, I'll go back first, and I'll go to Ruyi Hall to participate." ”

Looking at Jiang Chengyue's back, Wu Rendi exhaled again.

"Stingy!"

……

Black, in front of you is endless black.

Wen Xian'an tried to stretch out his hand, but found that there was nothing around him, and his head was dizzy.

"Where is this?"

No one responded.

Suddenly, there was a bright light not far away, Wen Xian'an shook his head, stood up, and walked in that direction.

Although I still don't know where this is or why I am here, I have even experienced rebirth, and it is not a panic to appear in a strange place now.

"Woo-"

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince—"

"Someone, someone—"

“……”

The panicked voices came one after another, Wen Xian'an suppressed the uneasiness in her heart and continued to walk over there, she always felt that this scene was inexplicable...... Familiar?

After taking two more steps forward, the scene suddenly changed, and the surroundings were resplendent with countless people running in and out.

This is...... On the night of his wedding, when the prince died.

Blood flowed to her feet, and as soon as she looked down, she saw the prince's mouth full of blood......

"Ahh

With an exclamation, Wen Xian'an suddenly opened his eyes.

The book in his hand was still resting on his waist, and the candle had bottomed out, but he didn't expect that he had slept in a chair all night.

Pressing his temple, Wen Xian'an turned over and sat up.

What's wrong with her, how did she achieve such a dream, since she was reborn, unless she took the initiative to think about it, she generally wouldn't think about what happened before.

As soon as she thought of Gu Hanjing's mouth full of blood in her dream, her heart was blocked.

Knowing that he couldn't sleep, Wen Xian'an simply stood up and walked out the door.

Before dawn, as soon as I opened the door, a cold wind blew in, which aroused goosebumps all over my body.

Blown by the cool breeze, Wen Xian'an's spirit improved, and after standing at the door for a while, he got up and walked to the pond, looking at some pickled lotus flowers, Wen Xian'an pursed his lips.

My spirit is not quite right, so I should postpone the banquet a little later, I always feel that my body will have an accident if I continue to be busy like this.

Having made up her mind in her heart, Wen Xian'an's heart was also relieved, and she squatted on the edge of the pond and looked at the lotus flowers, thinking a lot of thoughts in her heart for a while.

It was a light rain, the sky was a gray scene, the clouds were thick, the raindrops the size of beans fell on the pond, on the ground, tinkling, the birds passing by wet their wings, hiding on the branches, from time to time there was a mournful cry, the leaves hung their heads, depressed, the day was extremely dark, the air was dull with a hint of oppression.

Wen Xian'an leaned down on the copy, sat quietly and listened to the sound of the rain, ticking, and sighed from time to time.

Looking out the window, there was not a hint of sunny color, the breeze was blowing, his teeth chattered, his shoulders trembled, and his sleeves tightened.

This season, which should have been hot, has a little more cold.

Qingling took the sorted clothes, stepped into the house, looked at the rain outside the window, and said, "This rain has been raining for several days, and there is no sunny day." ”

Wen Xian'an frowned slightly, supported his head with his left hand, and dipped his right hand in tea to draw circles on the table, due to the continuous heavy rain for several days, even the only good mood was ruined.

Qingling put down the clothes in his hand, walked to the side, closed the window, and couldn't help but complain: "This rain has splashed into the house!" ”

Wen Xian appeased the case and got up, walked to the side, glanced out the window through the only gap, the dark clouds outside were pressing down on the city, and the thick haze was covered by layers of thick haze, only the sound of rain was heard, and even the scenery could not be recognized, sighed, and asked softly: "What time is it now?" ”

Qingling lowered his head, raised his hand and counted them, and replied carefully: "Miss, it should be three moments now." ”

Wen Xian'an's eyebrows stretched, smiled self-deprecatingly, and muttered in a low voice.

"Staying in the yard all day, I was confused when I poured."

Qingling frowned, raised her head to inquire about Wen Xian'an, and asked cautiously, "Miss, what did you say just now?" ”

"No, if it's all right, you can go down and rest."

He shook his head lightly and said in a light tone.

He stroked his sleeves and walked to the soft couch on the side, next to which was the unfinished book book, with a bookmark pinned in the middle.

Lightly packed up the rest of the clothes, took the tray, exited the room, and gently closed the door.

Wen Xian'an picked up the scroll casually, and a piece of white drawing paper slipped from the scroll and fell slowly to the ground.

With a slight doubt, he bent down and gently picked up the painting paper on the ground, which was folded in half and slowly opened, and what came into view was an unfinished landscape painting.

This painting? She wasn't impressed.

But he didn't think about it in detail, he put the painting into the scroll at random, put it aside, slowly lay on the soft couch, crossed his hands, put it behind his head, quietly listened to the sound of the rain, and gradually closed his eyes.

"Tick tick tick-" It sounded extraordinarily pleasant, and at some point, gradually his consciousness became weaker, and there was nothing but darkness.

"Bang-" Wen Xian'an opened his eyes in an instant, something fell to the ground?

The room was dark, and in the silence of the room, her heartbeat rattled, and she slowly sat up from the soft couch.

Holding her head, her eyes drifted out of the window, a little dazed, she slept for a long time, and it was dark this day.

groping in the dark, he slowly got up, and with his familiar senses, he found the candlestick on the side, reached out and picked up the fire fold, and blew it a few times.