It doesn't matter if he can see it blindly, at least let people see it, know her intentions, and try to keep it for him.

"Oh." So that's the case, Su Anan glanced at Cui Yan appreciatively, "Okay." ”

Cui Yan smiled and went to clean up the dishes.

As soon as Shen Juncheng arrived at Rundexuan, Chaosheng handed over a letter.

When I opened it, it was Maoming.

He shook his head, and burned the letter in the censer.

The guy was curious enough to know that he would look it up.

Since ancient times, the emperor's family has been the most suspicious.

A puff of green smoke gradually rose from the incense burner......

Chaosheng reported his observations, and after a day's work, he had already figured out the location of the Houfu.

He only followed his master after he arrived in Shenzhuang, and he didn't know the layout of the Hou Mansion before.

Speaking of layout, he mentioned Di Mo Xuan, Shen Yong's study.

Many people were guarded and were not allowed to come near.

Shen Juncheng snorted, Shen Yong was cautious, even if he left the house, he would release people to guard the important place in the study, which was expected.

Night is coming.

It was Su Anan who bathed first.

Today, after washing her hair, and having to dry it for a while after twisting, she didn't climb into bed, sat down at the table, picked up an embroidery frame, and embroidered it.

Since you promised to prepare it for him, you have to put it into practice, and it's okay anyway.

She threaded the needle and thread, held the needle in her bare hand, sat by the candle and embroidered.

When Shen Juncheng came out of the medicinal bath, he saw her sitting in the candlelight, holding the embroidered bandage, embroidering seriously, and didn't notice that he came out.

The candle flame, reflected on her side face, looked a little hazy, inexplicable, The little blockage at noon dissipated in an instant.

He sat back on the edge of the bed and casually asked, "What are you doing?" ”

Su Anan glanced back at him, and then said, "I'm embroidering a veil for my husband." ”

"Well, what embroidery?"

"Is Junzilan okay?"

"Okay."

No, there is no way, Su Anan has already started.

She looked back and said while embroidering: "The concubine has taken a nap, she is not sleepy for the time being, so the husband should rest early." ”

Shen Juncheng half-leaned on the bed, glanced at her, and hummed lightly.

He couldn't read or anything while he was under the same roof with her, but he was bored, so he simply took off the white veil and lay down, closing his eyes and recuperating.

There was a faint smell of agarwood wafting in the house......

He turned over and thought to himself, it should have been her ordering the soothing incense sent by Song Xingyuan.

This guy has a conscience, and the incense he sent seems to be really soothing, and it makes people very relaxed.

Thinking about it, he slowly became tired, and soon, he fell asleep.

He dreamed.

I dreamed of the winter of my eight-year-old year.

The snow was falling, and he was still happily building a snowman in the courtyard, and his mother sat on the eaves of the porch, holding the soup woman to watch him play, and gently admonished, "The snow is heavy, Cheng'er, come back quickly, don't catch a cold."

He was very skinny, his hands were red from the cold, and he didn't want to come back, so he continued to play.

The mother was helpless, so she had to indulge him, and then let the maid watch the point, don't let the young master fall.

The son of Jiangmen, his father's education is very strict, and it is normal for boys to bump and bump. But the mother is still reluctant, and the father is strict, so the mother gives him enough love.

The maids also knew that the lady was precious young master, and watched closely behind, "Young master, young master, slow down, the snow is slippery, don't fall." ”

The atmosphere is very good, full of warmth, tranquility, laughter and laughter.

He thought he would be so happy until the bad news came.

Father, die in battle!

In an instant, the sky was spinning, and everything in the Shen Mansion changed.

Paper money was scattered everywhere, falling in the mud, where he was playing......

The emperor was grieved and ordered the whole country to mourn for three days.

For a time, there were cries everywhere, and then his mother hugged him day and night to wash her face with tears.

In those days, it was gray.

He put away the temperament that worried his mother, became well-behaved and obedient, quiet, got up in the morning to practice martial arts, and did not be lazy once.

He thought, his father is gone, he has to be strong, he must be strong.

His mother was getting thinner and thinner, he didn't think about tea and dinner, he was anxious, at a young age, he knelt on the ground and swore seriously, in the future, he came to protect his mother instead of his father, hoping that his mother would cherish her body.

Mother finally smiled reluctantly, with tears in her eyes, and held him in her arms and promised, "Mother is fine, it will be fine after a while, it will be fine, Mother will watch Cheng'er grow up and grow into your father's appearance." ”

His heart relaxed, and he thought to himself that his mother would never leave him.

He became more and more diligent, and overnight, he grew several times.

But sometimes, promises are also fragile, and as soon as the fragile wind blows, it disperses.

One cold afternoon, he heard the sad news that his mother had followed his father......

Parents died one after another, and the children who were once pampered in every way lost the whole world all at once.

That year, there was a lot of snow and it was extraordinarily heavy, covering the entire capital, as if there was a moment of silence for the couple.

But he was blinded by the whiteness and ran out crying.

Without his mother's warm voice and his father's generous embrace, he seemed to be abandoned, and collapsed in the snow in the back mountain and went crazy.

"Husband? Husband? ”

Someone called him gently, but Shen Juncheng fell into a nightmare, drowsy, and didn't wake up for a long time.

Su Anan saw that his eyebrows were frowning tightly, as if he was very uncomfortable, and for the first time, he reached out and probed his forehead.

The temperature was normal, but there was a slight sweat, and she withdrew her hand, thinking to herself, he was probably dreaming.

Just as he was about to get up from the bed and go to get him a sweat towel to wipe it, Su's wrist was grabbed, and then a strong force pulled her directly into his arms.

He hugged him from behind, hugged it very tightly, Su An'an could hear his heartbeat, and he whispered very softly, "Cold ......"

Su An'an froze for a moment and struggled.

However, the clamp of his hoop was tight, and she didn't struggle away for a moment, but gave him a little space, letting his hand pass through her waist and hug her tighter......

Su Anan was embarrassed, and just wanted to break his arm, but he whispered again, "Don't go......"

She was stunned.

This is...... Say it to her?

So is he awake or not?

With his back to him, he couldn't see his appearance, so he had to ask in a low voice, "You, what's wrong with you?" ”

There was no echo, only the sound of breathing gradually steady.

Sensing that the shackles around her waist were loosening a little, she slowly broke his arm, and finally got out, and immediately nestled in her corner, holding the quilt, looking at him.

This is the first time to look at his sleeping face, but it is quiet, but the center of his eyebrows is still tightly wrinkled, it seems that he should have had a nightmare just now.

She muttered secretly, what kind of dreams she had, it was still cold, it was summer, and she was hot.

With her hand as a fan, she withdrew her gaze, lifted the quilt, got in, and shrank back to the innermost side, wishing to be three feet away.

Silence returned to the night......

At the beginning of the day, the sky was hazy, and the maids who got up early began to clean up, or whispered, and there was a sound of rustling.

Shen Juncheng will not wake up.

He has always slept lightly, dreamy, and worried, but it is rare to sleep until mid-hour, and not wake up halfway.

Although the beginning of this sleep was not good, the memories that had been pressed in his heart for many years may have come out of nowhere with his return home, making him fall into a nightmare.

(End of chapter)