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"Silver Candle, if one day I am not the young lady in this prime minister's mansion, will you still be like this?" Leng Huaping suddenly couldn't help asking, what was she worried about, what was she really flustered about, she couldn't think of anything for no reason.

"What is Miss talking about, Miss is Miss, of course the slave maid has to follow Miss! But the young lady asked if she wanted to get married, so she said that she was not the young lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion? "Silver Candle thinks about things in general, but how do you know that Leng Huaping is very serious now.

"Forget it." Think about it for the cold painting screen, what can such a little girl know about Silver Candle! Some of her troubles are her own, and even if she says it, it is useless.

"Miss, it's because of the cold that I said such things." Yin Zhu gave an explanation, "Just now, the Xiangye has seen the young lady, but the young lady is asleep, so I didn't bother, but the slave maid thought that the second young master should also come after a while." ”

Saying that the cold breeze came, people came.

"Flowey, are you alright?" As soon as Leng Qingfeng came in, he touched Leng Huaping's forehead to see if he had started to have a fever, and only after confirming his body temperature did he feel relieved.

"I'm fine, shouldn't my brother be preparing for Qiuqiu, why did you come here?" The cold painting screen is puzzled.

"You still say, it's good to catch the wind and cold, how can I not come to see you!" Leng Qingfeng nodded Leng Huaping's forehead before continuing, "It seems that you have forgotten what my brother said!" ”

"Not really!" The cold painting screen has a rare tone in the past few days, and it should be so cheerful.

"I said, the body is the capital of the revolution, have you forgotten!" Leng Qingfeng looked at Leng Huaping and didn't speak, he knew that he really forgot, and couldn't help but take Leng Huaping's hand to comfort her, "If you forget, you forget, but my brother doesn't want Huahua to get hurt, you know!" ”

Leng Huaping nodded, only then could she feel that Leng Qingfeng really had a relationship with her.

Leng Qingfeng has loved Leng Huaping for many years, and there are some words that Leng Huaping can not say to Leng Qingfeng, but you can ask: "Brother, will there be two people who look exactly the same in this world?" ”

"It depends on what aspect you are talking about, whether it is the appearance or the person. To be precise, it is impossible to have two identical leaves in this world, which means that even if two people look the same, they are different people. ”

Leng Qingfeng slowly explained to Leng Huaping, but looking at her eyes was deep, because he knew that what Leng Huaping really wanted to ask was if Emperor Dachu and her appearance were similar. Since Leng Huaping didn't know what to say, then he had the right to answer without knowing.

"No, brother, I mean are there two who have nothing to do with each other at all, but can look very similar?" Leng Huaping was a little nervous, and his hand unconsciously pinched the sheet on the bed.

"Yes, there are always some things that we don't know about the world, and there are some people we don't know, so we don't have to pay attention to this kind of meaningless and irrelevant questions, you know?" Leng Qingfeng said with a knock on the side.

"Is it really okay not to care?" Leng Huaping was a little dazed for a while, and he was still thinking about Mama Shu's words in his mind.

Even if Leng Qingfeng was right, then why would Mama Shu, who had taken care of herself and Xue Lingling for many years, say that she was not Xue Lingling's child.

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