The moon is high and the wind is clear, the shadows of the trees are swaying, and the lights in Anfu have been extinguished, only the lanterns hanging high in the front yard emit a hazy halo.

An Qingming read the book late, and was a little dizzy in the flickering candle flame, so she closed the book and stood up.

The door of the outer room closed and closed, opened and closed, as if the people who came in and out were a little uneasy, and when Hitomi was rarely like this, An Qingming couldn't help but feel curious, so she got up and went to the outer room.

She had just finished bathing, and she was only wearing a single dress, and her long slightly damp hair was still scattered, bringing out a burst of jasmine fragrance as she walked.

Hitomi immediately noticed it, and was busy getting clothes for her: "Big girl, why did you come out like this, what should I do if I catch a cold?" ”

An Qingming stopped her: "It's not in the way."

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