In the dark, someone broke the truth that had been lost for a long time, suddenly broke the dream, and was expelled from the door?

Oh, what a mess.

The incident happened suddenly, and it was difficult for Xun Lei to hide his ears.

In the rain, Dongfang Yan looked at the plaque of Mengfu, and stopped the steps that were about to step on the steps - he resolutely turned around.

Never give up until she finds evidence to frame her mother, before that, she does not allow herself to be vulnerable, she does not allow herself to rely on, her slender and strong back is drowned in the torrential rain, the rain slides down her cheeks, and her vision is unconsciously blurred?

After so many twists and turns, the warmth of human affection, how strong is she at this moment, no matter how strong she looks on the outside?

After all, it is not the cold-blooded killer Dongfang Yan who has just arrived.

With warmth, he subconsciously approached and relied on, and she?

I don't allow myself to give birth to such cowardly emotions.

At this moment—

She needs to vent, throw away the clutter in her heart, and let the rain curtain cover this human sadness for her? The world is impermanent.

……

'Gurgling Purr' –

Someone returns in the middle of the night, a car walks alone on a secluded avenue, and the heavy rain gets into the naughty way through the car curtain, wetting the soles of the feet, and can't dispel the warm temperature in the carriage?

There were a dozen official documents in front of someone, and at this time, regardless of the rain stains on the corner of the robe, he held a red pen and sketched a picture.

"Who's that? Still hanging out on the road in the middle of the night? ”

Someone muttered in a low voice.

It seemed that someone waved to stop, and the carriage stopped, and he buried his head in the fold, and did not ask.

Fufeng lifted the curtain a little embarrassed, and said-

"Master......"

He threw down the fold, rubbed his temples, and looked tired—

"What?"

Fufeng's eyes flashed, but he didn't know where to start? He gritted his teeth and thought about it, but finally held back such a sentence?

"Master, you'd better get out of the car and take a look yourself??"

He handed over a bamboo umbrella with a clear purpose.

He raised his eyebrows, the wind supporter is unreliable, and he is quite steady, what is the situation that he needs to get out of the car to deal with in person?

He took the bamboo umbrella, got out of the carriage, pulled down the curtain of heavy rain, and spread out an ink painting scroll. Nothing special.

He rubbed his eyebrows, his head ached, and he whispered impatiently—

"What's the matter?"

Fufeng raised his finger and pointed, he squinted, looked up, stunned?!

Someone was dressed in white and ethereal, his body was thin and ghost-like, ghost-like light and delicate, and his footsteps were vague and floating, he was stunned, but he strode forward-

Behind him, Fufeng and the guards glanced at each other, and saw the same consternation in the other party's eyes, and they both pouted, not knowing ......

How could this suddenly be the case?

Dongfang Yan's porcelain skin and jade skin are faintly red, her clothes are messy in the rain, strands of hair are attached to her cheeks and neck, and the water droplets slide down, lingering on the skin, like dewdrops on delicate flowers in the morning? Leaves a soft trail on the delicate fragrance, sliding into a ravine with the delicate curve of the collarbone......

Beauty, beauty is beauty.

Sima Xuan's heart throbbed infinitely in this situation, and he suddenly had a surging thought, wanting to pick this delicate flower - hold it in his palm forever and no longer be discovered by the world? He is the only one, and he is the only one who appreciates.

However, she is a free, chic and unrestrained bird, how can she be restrained?

Then, I can only give her a vast sky and let her soar.

But the confusion in her eyes at the moment, the fragility and trembling of not knowing where to return made his heart ache even more, and in the blink of an eye, he drowned out the throbbing, feeling her sadness spread silently through the rain through the fog?

He felt sorry for her pain, reached out and pulled her into his arms, his chin against the top of her hair, and his voice was gentle that he was surprised by? Seem......

Never.

At this time, I don't know what happened, so there is no way to comfort her, but he just hugged her quietly, giving her a warm world, and the exit, with a stable and reassuring strength.

Although she didn't ask, where could she not see that she needed to rely on and vent? He patted her on the back—

"Yan'er, don't bear it, I'll treat it as if I don't know."

In an instant, the pearl jade burst the embankment and rushed out, feeling her tremble gently in his arms? The placket of his clothes was wet, and her fingers grasped the placket of his clothes, painful and forbearing—like a butterfly fluttering in the air, fragile and hesitant?

At this moment, at this moment-

Snuggle up in his arms.

In the rain, the two people embracing each other are quiet and beautiful, the bamboo umbrella on the ground and the sound of the rain crackling, showing the silence of the night like water, and vaguely feel that the distance of the heart is infinitely close? It seems that the next moment it can be fused together -

The long night is not young.

She was so exhausted that she fell asleep unconsciously, in his arms.

She quietly, no longer the spirit of the past, with long closed eyelashes, with a meekness that is usually imperceptible?

Crystal droplets of water hung on her long eyelashes, crystal clear in the glimmer of the night as if he had finally understood his mind, leaning over gently, like delicate petals on the strings, cherishing and gently picking up, gently kissing away the crystal that I don't know if it was tears or dewdrops? hugged her tighter.

"Wild Goose ......"

The whispering voice gently swirled in the breeze of the long night, dissipating into the long night.

He picked her up on the crook of her knees, picked her up, and walked back to the carriage.

Sima Xuan didn't stop a step, but he couldn't delay anything?

"Fufeng, check! Something happened in Dongfang Mansion! ”

"Yes!"

The figure of a person dissipated in a flash, like the mist in this rainy night, gently dissipating, leaving no ripples.

……

To this day—

For seven days, the high fever continued.

He hurried back to the palace, and the first thing he did was to look at her room.

The maid at the door saw him coming and stopped talking, pursed her lips again, and bowed her head to greet him respectfully?

The water vapor in the house is misty, some people look up and turn their heads sideways, the green silk is scattered, and the jade is hanging lightly.

He was stunned, his voice was slightly hoarse, as if he was shocked?

"Yan'er?"

"Huh?"

She replied lazily, as if her voice carried the laziness of ecstasy, slightly hoarse, and provocative.

Sima Xuan actually felt overwhelmed for the first time, since the two quarreled, this was the first normal conversation, he scratched his head, couldn't find anything to say, and was cramped, he didn't expect-

She's taking a shower.

So the voice came out, and it became a slightly annoyed reproach-

"They didn't tell me you were bathing......"

She smiled lowly and tilted her head slightly, not seeming to care?

"Probably thinking of me as the beauty you brought back? Where dare you say? ”

His face sank, as if he intended to explain—

"Yan'er, that day, I really didn't ......"

"Shhhh

Her fingertips were lightly pressed against her lips, and her face couldn't be seen in the misty heat, as if her long eyelashes were dyed with mist, reflecting the candlelight, and the brilliant brilliance was blurred?

At the moment, her mind is closed, she doesn't want to face too much, and now- not available.

She seemed to be about to get up, but he turned his back with a blushing face.

She didn't look back, picked up the robe that was put on the side and put it on calmly, ignoring that there was someone behind her.

Sima Xuan's brain was stunned, and he turned his back, as if he thought of the rainy night in the group of Cannan?

She was bathing in the lake, and the sound was just heard? It's also extraordinarily ecstatic-

And she stood in front of him with a faint smile?

"You're like this, I'd love to throw you into the lake again."

He opened his eyes suddenly, she was already fully dressed, only her wet hair was draped over her shoulders, and her face was slightly tired and watery, and she was very lazy and evacuated.

He swallowed his saliva and smiled lowly, he felt a little embarrassed, and his desire for her seemed to be more and more easily aroused, but at this time she was not ashamed at all—just because her heart was full of miscellaneous things, and she couldn't hold that affection.

When he thought of the affairs of Dongfang Mansion, he couldn't help but feel distressed.

He wrapped his hands around her waist behind his back, and through the light and watery gauze clothes, Yingying shook it, buckled her body, and buried his head in her neck?

The wet hair exudes a faint scent of wood, lingering on the tip of the nose -

She paused, didn't struggle or caterd, and let him hold her.

For a while, silence is better than sound, and the frequency of the heartbeat gradually becomes clear, and it is quiet at this time, and it is difficult to say in the world.

For a long time, he didn't move, but she couldn't stand this oppressed posture? Low low opening –

"Somebody's going to rob me of something."

He listened quietly, she smiled faintly, gently pulled away his hands around his waist, she smiled lightly and reached out to wrap her arms around his neck, buried her head in his chest, and muttered a rare coquettishness -

"I don't want to give it."

He trembled, as if the estrangement of the past had instantly dissipated without a trace, and at this moment the distance between hearts was close and silent.

Sima Xuan only felt that she seemed to have lost a lot in his arms, and he felt pity in his heart, and he wrapped his arms around her waist? Pull into your arms.

He soothed in a low voice, slipped his big palm down her wet hair, and patted her gently, like smoothing out the fried hair of a cat? Smooth the clogged frizz in the heart -

She quieted down in his arms, listening to his childish answers.

"If you don't want to give, you won't give."

She gave a faint 'um', the voice came from his arms, a little muffled, and she smiled.

"It's mine, and no one can take it away."

She whispered, still unable to hide her almost arrogant self-confidence, and at this moment it was extremely bland - plain, is it a fluctuating heart?

At this time, it turned into a shallow undercurrent, buried in the calm of the surface, waiting for a sudden outbreak to explode reality.

After being silent for a long time, she didn't let go, and he let her hold him, enjoying the tranquility at the moment?

"I'm leaving."

He paused, tightened his hand around her waist, and asked softly, "Where are you going?" ”

She pointed in the direction of the back mountain, and said sullenly—

"I shouldn't have stayed in your house."

He didn't let go, and corrected in a deep voice—

"This is and will be your home in the future."

She smiled lowly, not understanding what he was inexplicably concerned about, but she just laughed—

"At least—not yet."

He came to her ear evilly, as if he intended to amuse her, and there was a trace of unspeakable thoughts? Take the opportunity to export indifferently -

"It's better to ...... Now turn it into your home? ”

She was stunned, her brain was still a little chaotic, and she couldn't understand it for a while, but she suddenly blushed?!

His hand moved over her back, easily bringing a sensitive and delicate shiver, a touch that was even more sensitive after that night.

Suggestive, silent and obvious.

He whispered softly in her ear, as if he also had the taste of ecstasy, and asked softly, "How?" ”

He muttered, and she shivered violently as she bit her earlobe, trying to push him, but he hugged him tighter? Listen to him whisper -

"Yan'er?"

She tilted her head lightly, he didn't want to force it, seeing that the earlobes gradually swelled up with red glow, crystal clear and very lovely, but he didn't want to take advantage of the danger of others when she was upset, he sighed lowly, buried his head in her neck, and his voice was vague-

"You're not well."

She was stunned, and in a trance felt that this word meant something else, but ......

She couldn't think of a more far-reaching place for a while, sick? Does he know...... That Gu ......

No, she didn't want to admit it in her heart, and subconsciously turned to the place she hoped for - only to say that she was still feverish, indeed sick, not well!

She hurriedly spoke—

"That'...... I'll leave when I'm cured. ”

He didn't answer, his eyes looked into the distance, and there was a bright light in his eyes? He silently tightened the person in his arms even tighter, so tight that she couldn't breathe - such a force? But it's reassuring.

She was also lazy to lean on his arms, unwilling to think too much, at this time, she had to calm her brain as soon as possible and take care of her body before she could search for evidence.

To get back to the Eastern Mansion?

No, she's not uncommon.

Leaving the Eastern Mansion is not even begging, but it can't be in this way.

She is for Meng Wanrou's innocence, she has only met once in her life, and she is not allowed to frame and slander her afterwards, is there any other reason, she still can't think clearly, maybe she doesn't want to admit it - the marriage contract, belonging?

She never intended to give up her things.