The bottles of gold sore medicine sent by Xuanwu had a strange effect, and Lin Shuang'er had only used it for half a month, and the scars on her body were almost faint.

Dongmei still comes to take care of her every day, sometimes secretly bringing her sweet and sour balls made by Chef Wei, and sometimes bringing her dorayaki sold on the street.

But she still couldn't sleep well every night.

She can't forget what happened that day, Wu Dehai's hideous face will always appear in her dreams without warning.

She was trapped in a nightmare, sweating profusely, and couldn't wake up.

Whenever she was at her most desperate, she could always feel a pair of warm hands gently caressing her cheeks, or gently patting her shoulders to coax her to sleep peacefully.

In a trance, she seemed to see the handsome young man with high spirits, wearing an official veil and riding a horse, walking towards her step by step.

The handsome young man sat on his horse, bent over, and held out his hand to her, with a gentle smile on his face.

"Frost, I'm here to take you home."

"Frost, all these years, you have suffered."

Tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, but they were wiped away by something.

She muttered to herself, her voice sobbing with a crying tone, and began to talk nonsense.

"Frost misses you......"

"When are you going to pick up the frost and go home......"

But every time she opened her eyes, the sky outside the window was bright, and everything disappeared, like a vain dream.

For some reason, Lin Shuang'er felt empty in her heart.

The injuries on my body are almost healed, but the wounds on my soul don't seem to be healed.

The work of serving the master fell on Qiu Ju, Qiu Ju enjoyed it, did her best every day, and did everything meticulously.

Qiu Ju looks pretty, has flexible hands and feet, and is used to pleasing the master.

All the people in the house said that picking and choosing, it was Qiu Ju who won the heart of the prince the most, maybe it won't be long before Qiu Ju was included in the room by the prince and became a girl in the room.

These words reached Dongmei's ears, and she came to Lin Shuang'er to complain: "If it weren't for the master's mother who had to stuff her into the prince's room, how would the prince want her, look at her, she dresses fancy every day, I don't know if I think she is the master of this Hou Mansion!" ”

"If you weren't sick, would the work of serving the prince fall to her?"

"It's not the same identity as us, why look down on people like this!"

"I'm used to being arrogant on weekdays, but now I go to serve the prince, it's even worse, that tail is going to the sky, every day I dictate to us, the old lady has to clean her up sooner or later!"

Lin Shuang'er listened to Dongmei's complaints silently every time, and during this time, Lin Shuang'er didn't even see him, let alone summon her.

I guess I really don't want to see her again.

As for the reason, Lin Shuang'er didn't know, she was stupid, and she couldn't guess his thoughts.

On this day, the weather was hot and dry.

Lin Shuang'er, as usual, took advantage of the fact that everyone in the house was resting and the lights in the house were extinguished, so she walked to the bathroom with a wooden basin.

Today, the house was busy holding a spring banquet, everyone rested late, and the hot water she boiled was also cooled.

Thinking that the weather was warm today, Lin Shuang'er didn't care whether the water was hot or not, and took a bath with cold water.

After taking a bath, Lin Shuang'er walked out of the bathroom with a change of clothes.

She wiped her hair while she went to the yard to dry her clothes.

But she didn't expect that in the dark, someone was looking at her with burning eyes.

Ye Beicheng didn't expect that he just couldn't sleep and come out to breathe, so he bumped into Lin Shuang'er who had just finished taking a shower.

Ye Beicheng's gaze fell on Lin Shuang'er faintly, and he couldn't move away anymore.

The girl under the moonlight is as white as jade, she is dressed in a soft dress, her graceful posture is unobstructed under the close-fitting clothes, a black and bright black hair is casually draped on her shoulders, and the tips of her hair are dripping with crystal droplets, which makes her beautiful cheeks more clean and flawless.

The girl in the dream and Lin Shuang'er at this time gradually coincided, and Yebei rolled her Adam's apple, and her palms were secretly clenched.

It was probably because her eyes were too hot that Lin Shuang'er noticed something, and she looked around timidly, and even her breathing became urgent.

As everyone knows, her appearance at a loss is the most provocative nerve.