Su Shengsheng was stunned, and it wasn't until a long time later that he understood the meaning of Wei Huaijin's words.

Next, he used the cream to apply it all around her.

Every mark on her body, every wound.

The red and swollen lips, the broken breasts, and the secrets she desperately wanted to hide.

are all encroached upon by the slippery fragrance.

It creeps her out.

Then the next night, Su Shengsheng had a nightmare and couldn't wake up.

I dreamed that the mother concubine was sitting in the courtyard of the Zhaoyang Palace, and the autumn leaves were falling, which was the scene of parting, and the mother looked at her with melancholy eyes.

"I'm not long enough, and I can't let you go alone. I know that you don't really like the Lan family, and you have asked your father for permission, and it is up to you to decide what to marry in the future. ”

This was the last conversation I had with my mother before she died.

In the Zhaoyang Palace, there is a cold autumn, and the fallen leaves are like rain.

The mother looked at her and said the last sentence of her earnest advice, "Shengsheng, many things in this world are not as beautiful as imagined, you can pay for it sincerely, but you can also go back." ”

About the fourth watch, Fu Yun hurriedly knocked on the door.

Wei Huaijin opened his eyes and frowned slightly.

Let go of Su Shengsheng, who had fallen asleep in his arms, and he got off the bed with very light hands and feet.

In less than half an hour, Wei Huaijin returned to the room, but saw that Su Shengsheng had already opened a pair of eyes and was looking at him quietly in the night.

Wei Huaijin smiled slightly, took a single coat and walked to the bed to put it on for Su Shengsheng.

"I'm going back to the palace to deal with some things, Sheng'er will rest first."

After dressing her and covering the flesh and skin that he couldn't put down, Wei Huaijin lowered his head and kissed Su Shengsheng's forehead, "Wait for me obediently." ”

After Wei Huaijin left, Su Shengsheng opened his eyes and felt sleepless.

What can make Wei Huaijin leave in the middle of the night must not be a trivial matter.

What was going on in the palace that could alarm him so much?

Su Shengsheng had no thoughts.

She has been imprisoned by Wei Huaijin in this suburb of Beijing for half a month, but it is calm outside.

He had already arranged everything, and Princess Huai'an, who was about to marry, was too sad and closed the door to the Ice Spring Palace to see outsiders.

Just wait for the arrival of the day of harmony, and thousands of miles of red makeup, and send out of Beijing.

A good civet cat for a prince, if it is not a person who can cover the sky with one hand and is thoughtful, who can do such a bold thing without leakage?

Many things are not without clues, if you think about them one by one.

Su Shengsheng felt that he might never have known Wei Huaijin.

Just like that, half an hour passed.

The dawn was still far away, and the night was still as dark as ink.

Suddenly, the window in the room sounded softly, and Su Shengsheng thought it was wind, but he didn't care.

However, when she saw a black shadow swaying outside the gauze tent, Su Shengsheng was slightly stunned, immediately sat up, and waved away the bed tent-

But the next moment, he was stunned, "How, why are you?" ”

The person who came was dressed in black, and his face was covered with a scarf.

But the half of the face that was revealed was not unfamiliar to Su Shengsheng.

After a short period of stunned, Su Shengsheng said with mixed feelings: "Lan Youlin, how did you find here?" ”

The person who came was none other than the son of the Lan family who returned to Shengjing early yesterday morning, Lan Youlin.

After the defeat of the Northern Xinjiang army, Lan Youlin disappeared for several months, and just when everyone thought that the ancestors and grandchildren of the Lan family had died in front of the battle and were about to cut off their bloodline, General Lan Xiao returned.

Lan Youlin did not die, and Su Shengsheng was happy.

This has nothing to do with love, just because the Lan family has been a military general for generations, pointing troops on the battlefield and defending the country, which is admirable.

We should never suffer the scourge of severing our blood.