In the dazed sleep, there are flowers all over the mountains, peonies, and hibiscus, and the scene changes quickly, but the people have never changed.

The memories in the dream are divided into before and after, before it was too bitter, and after it was too beautiful.

When it was silent for all the time, Hua Yixiang woke up and thought that the night had already passed.

However, it was only the first half of the night, and the night was still very long, and she couldn't even remember that she had slept in the afternoon...... The room was dark, she opened and closed her eyes, such a simple movement brought out a sense of drowsiness, but the unfamiliar smell of medicine that lingered on the tip of her nose made her awake instantly, very strong, very heavy.

Mask all the smells, only the smell.

Hua Yixiang stiffened and didn't move, and she could feel her heartbeat slowly accelerating

"The Cultivation of Mrs. Yipin" 050 The original intention does not change, and it is in the middle of the hand, please wait for a while,

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