But the dream doesn't seem to be over yet. As soon as the picture turned, the cold painting screen saw the scene of Merlin today.

Yu Bingxi still held Xiao Jiuzhong's arm, and said to the cold painting screen: "Can you also like my Jiuzhong brother?" ”

And when Leng Huaping looked at Xiao Jiuzhong, he saw Xiao Jiuzhong with a resolute face, as if he asked her with hatred: "Why did you kill me?" Don't you really see my affection for you? ”

"I ...... I thought that the king of Chu was my beloved, and I was deceived! I didn't know it was you until today! I didn't want to, I didn't want to kill you, it's just that we had different positions at the time. ”

Leng Huaping eagerly explained, but Xiao Jiuzhong didn't want to hear it.

"Kuju, you believe me, you believe ....... me!" Leng Huaping said, and in the end, it was completely crying.

"You made me believe you so?" Xiao Jiuzhong asked rhetorically, but then his hand wrapped around Yu Bingxi's waist and said to Leng Huaping: "If there is an afterlife, I don't want to know you!" ”

"How can it!" Leng Huaping watched Xiao Jiuzhong leave her eyes with Yu Bingxi in front of her blankly, "Xiao Jiuzhong! I've loved you for two lifetimes! I love you, and I have never given up to this day! ”

It's a pity that Leng Huaping's confession failed to save Xiao Jiuzhong's mind.

"Don't go—"

In the end, Leng Huaping woke up, covering his face with his hands but finding that his cheeks had already been wet with tears.

This dream really hurt her heart.

In the darkness of the cold painting screen, he said with tears in his eyes: "Xiao Jiuzhong, do you know that I love you inch by inch!" ”

Leng Huaping buried his head between his knees, crying softly. It took a long time for it to slow down.

"Huangshang Yu family, why is your life-saving benefactor Yu Bingxi!" Leng Huaping has long planned to find out the real culprit and will not let it go.

But Yu Bingxi is Xiao Jiuzhong's life-saving benefactor, but she still owes Xiao Jiuzhong a life.

Thinking about the dream she just had, she felt sad for a while.

In the end, Leng Huaping didn't fall asleep again this night, and his spirit was a little bad the next day.

When I asked the old lady to say goodbye, the old lady also took care of Leng Huaping for a few words, and let them go back.

But when he was at the door of the cold painting screen, he was stopped by the cold white screen.

"What's the matter with you?" The cold painting screen is in a very bad mood at the moment, and he looks at the cold white screen with a bad face.

"I ......" Leng Bai Ping has never seen such a weak cold painting screen, in my impression, even if it is the death of the eldest aunt and Sister Yinping, the cold painting screen is only sad but not weak.

"I found out that there was a maid in your courtyard who secretly went to the small Buddha hall yesterday, so I came to tell you. Since you're not feeling well, I'll leave first. The cold white screen left quickly without much disturbance.

"Miss, what Miss Baiping said may be rouge." The silver candle reminds by the side of the cold painting screen.

"Eight or nine is not far from ten." The cold picture screen is equally certain.

"When the slave goes back, I'll ask Yinxue about Rouge's whereabouts in the past few days." Silver Candle's words made Leng Huaping nod frequently, "Don't alarm her, see what she has to do." ”

"Go back, I'm tired." Leng Hua said with bated breath.

When he returned to his yard, he still started to work as a female worker, and Yinzhu went to Yinxue for verification.

"Miss, I'm afraid Rouge has found out the boots you made for the young master." Silver Candle said worriedly.

Leng Huaping put down the sewing kit and said, "What, I'm afraid that they will slander me and make a lifelong relationship with others?" ”

Silver Candle nodded, it was easy to say.