Lu Qingfeng dismounted, and someone helped him lead the horse as usual, and the house was brightly lit again, as in the past, but it made people feel like a dream.

After walking through the front yard, the magnolia tree was covered with snow, like a tree of flowers, but Lu Qingfeng had no intention of watching it, and walked quickly towards the flower hall.

As soon as he entered the flower hall, a warm breath surrounded him, there was no one else in the hall, and Yuan Muqing was holding his waist and setting up the dining table.

Looking at the familiar back in front of me, it seems that everything is back on track, becoming warm and lovely, as before.

Lu Qingfeng hugged Yuan Muqing from behind, she was so frightened that the chopsticks in her hand fell on the table, the familiar aroma of ink, mixed with a hint of coolness, surrounded her, Yuan Muqing stroked his hand and slowly turned around.

Chapter 49 of "The Prime Minister's Wife is Not Good" As in the past, I am in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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