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"Actually, I would like to thank my sister..." She muttered, turned her head and saw Cheng Xueyan's eyes with doubts, and she couldn't help blushing: "If nothing happens, my sister will leave first. My sister is also tired. Go to bed early.

Cheng Xueyan still felt a little strange and was about to ask, but she saw Bitong's head petals coming, and Cheng Cangyi followed and personally held the blowers made of the three wind wheels.

"Girl, I almost won't see you..."

Although the words are sad, the tone is happy.

"As soon as I came out of the stage, I was caught by those girls in the Guan Juguan and insisted that I bring them to see you..."

Cheng Xueyan took off the petals on her head lovingly.

"Girl, why don't you let the child hide under the stage to play this blower? At that time, the petals will fly around, and I didn't see the girl dancing..."

Bitong was so excited that Cheng Cangyi opened his mouth several times without interrupting.

"Brother..."

Cheng Xueyan bowed her knees.

Cheng Cangyi's face was also full of exhilaration, but his eyes were a little heartbreaking: "Xueyan, you are really great. My brother didn't expect it... I just hate that I can't help you..."

"Why didn't my brother help me?" Cheng Xueyan smiled mischievously and was about to take over the blower: "Didn't this wind wheel have been demolished by my brother in his room? Without it, how could today's flowers fly so high and beautiful?

Cheng Cangyi looked at her seriously and suddenly smiled: "Xueyan, you are different from before."

Cheng Xueyan's heart sank, and she was proud to reveal her original face.

"Why is it different?"

"You... have grown up." Cheng Cangyi said, "In the past, Xue Yan was always like a small flower blooming in the corner of the wall. It seems that as long as there is a little wind and rain, it will hurt, which makes people worry. And now, you are like Lamei. No matter how big the wind and snow is, it can't stop opening..."

A small hand was gently placed on his arm, warmly: "Brother, I'm worried you..."

Cheng Cangyi's nose suddenly felt a little sore, and he quickly said loudly, "Leave the rest to me. I'm afraid it's difficult to disassemble this wind wheel tied like this..."

Cheng Xueyan looked at her masterpiece and smiled: "That's annoying, brother."

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The clouds are faint and the moon is quiet.

Two women are walking through the shadows of Xinyuan to Yanran Pavilion.

Bitong hummed "Lotus in the Snow" in a low voice while holding Cheng Xueyan. Her voice is slightly low, and it has a unique charm when singing.

Cheng Xueyan took a deep breath.

The fragrance of the garden is mixed with the slightly moistening heart of early summer, which makes you feel better.

After many days of busy, I can finally sleep at ease. Tomorrow, I must go to Yuling Tower and Manxue Pavilion to solemnly thank you. At this moment, I have been thinking about how to prepare gifts.

Bitong suddenly left her and folded a Qionghua and put it next to her temples: "The girl's hairpin is more... Ouch!"

She suddenly screamed, "Where is the girl's hairpin?"

Cheng Xueyan subconsciously touched the bun, but only touched the smiling petals, and the hairpin really disappeared.

She thought of the dazzling light in front of her when she danced to the end... Then she remembered a sweet fragrance, extremely thin...

After thinking about it, the light fragrance seemed to surround me and enter my heart. Then...the ice cools soft...kiss...

She unconsciously touched her lips, her heart trembled violently, and her cheeks were suddenly hot.

"Girl, girl..." Bitong called softly, "What's wrong with you?"

"Uh, I...that...may have fallen in the listening tower..."

She hurriedly withdrew her mind, but they disobediently bumped left and right in her body.

"Then I'll look for it..." Bitong said and was about to turn around.

"No." Cheng Xueyan hurriedly grabbed her.

"No, if the hairpin falls into the hands of people with bad intentions, it will stain the girl's reputation..." Bitong is the main focus.

So if someone sees kissing you... is it really a kiss? She can't believe it. At that time, she was a little confused. She turned dizzy and seemed to hear the sound of the flute. It seemed that someone appeared beside her. It seemed that... Little by little, she remembered and fell into the water little by little. The water rippled. She looked at it and felt that everything around her was turning.

"Girl, girl..." Bitong hurriedly helped her: "The girl is tired. Bitong sends the girl back to the Yanran Pavilion first, and then goes..."

"No," the body is inexplicably cold and hot, and his consciousness is blurred: "It's been lost for so long, and the stage is very messy. I'm afraid..."

It suddenly became dark in front of me, and I didn't know anything.

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The blue bed mantle after the rain is hung by a silver hook and swings gently with the breeze. A pair of silver garlic dripping on the curtain, touching each other from time to time, making a crisp impact, which is pleasant to the ear.

Cheng Xueyan looked at them for a long time and didn't know where they were for a moment.

"Girl, are you awake?!"

Bitong's cheerful voice came from the door, and then he quickly walked to the bedside.

"Why am I here?"

She remembered that she just walked out of the church with Ling Su and threw a bouquet of flowers surrounded by many beautiful women and fell into her friend Duan Yi's arms. She laughed and said, "It's your turn next..."

It's your turn next... Is it your turn... and my husband - Ling Su?

The mind is clear at this moment.

"Naturally, the girl forgot that you fainted in Xinyuan the night before, which scared me..."

"The eve?"

The drops of the beginning of summer night floated up from the silent water.

"The girl has been sleeping for a day and a night. Fortunately, I met Mr. Kuang..."

"Mr. Kuang?"

"The girl should not remember him. Except for teaching chess in Guanju Hall, he always stays in Zixiangju. We rarely see him..."

Zixiangju...What's more, Zichen...

My heart moved, my arms supported the bed, and I had to sit up.

"Don't worry, girl," Bitong hurriedly helped her: "Mr. Kuang just helped the maidservant send the girl back..."

Speaking of this, her face turned red, because Zichen sent the girl back to the Yanran Pavilion with a "hug" at that time, if this was mentioned to the girl...

"Mr. Kuang just sent the girl back and left immediately. The girl doesn't have to worry about it. Only the maidservant knows about this, and the maidservant will never talk about it." Bitong's face was serious and solemn: "As soon as he left, I immediately invited Dr. Song to come. He said that the girl was overworked and anxious before she suddenly fell ill. Then he prescribed the medicine and told me to fry it for the girl to take it on time. Look..."

Bitong picked up the white porcelain medicine bowl of the Eight Immortals Lotus, and the tea-brown medicinal liquid shook thickly.

"Girl, drink the medicine quickly." Cheng Xueyan frowned at the medicine bowl.

Since she was a child, she hated taking medicine the most. Her mother always had to coax and persuade her to intimidate her to barely take a capsule, and this traditional Chinese medicine is the worst. Although it is a good medicine, as long as she smells it, it is enough to be disgusting. She was pinched by her nose by her mother for more than a while. In contrast, those pill capsules are better, just put them in your throat and rinse them with water.

So she pushed the bowl and planned to compete with the virus with her own strength.

"Put it aside first. I'm ready."

She tried to sit up and felt that her body was light. The pear blossom white plain brocade sleepwear was attached to her body, and there was a thin layer of sweat underneath.

"Girl, you'd better drink it," Bitong was very persistent: "Otherwise, you'll talk nonsense again..."

"Nonsense, what nonsense?"

Isn't it supposed to leak some secrets?

Bitong blinked, saying whether it was difficult or excited, and her eyes flashed uncertainly: "The girl has been calling a person's name..."

"Who?" Her voice trembled like the heat floating on the medicine bowl.

"Ling Su..."

My hand suddenly grasped the mattress under my body, and my nails were broken in the plain satin, but I didn't realize it, only my heart was constantly twitching.

Seeing her look strange, Bitong turned her eyes out of the window, as if to say to herself, "I knew that the girl forgot anyone and would not forget him..."

This is very inexplicable. Cheng Xueyan stared at Bitong's face, hoping to see some clues from it, but Bitong quickly smiled and said, "If the girl drinks the medicine, I will tell the girl a secret..."

Secret?

It's like mom lying to her to take medicine, but curiosity will prevail at all times.

She hesitated for a moment, took the medicine bowl, and the martyr drank it all.

It's strange that this medicine is sour and sweet, and it tastes good.

"Mr. Song is good at medicine, and his medicine is always delicious and curing." Bitong couldn't help smiling proudly when she saw that the small plan had been succeed.

"Tell me, what's the secret?"

Bitong smiled more happily: "This matter has to be the same. Don't be in a hurry..."

Cheng Xueyan is so anxious that her hair is about to stand up.

Bitong cleared her throat: "Does the girl know what Minger's little man did to ask for the light from the girl?"

Ming'er? What does Ming'er have to do with this?

"The girl happened to be sick that night. I don't know how lively this yard is." Bitong blinked excitedly: "At the third watch, Zhang Xian and Lin Li, who were on patrol at night, suddenly found light in Jiaxun Garden. The light was hidden in the bushes, looking round and flashing... They studied for a long time, one said that the moon in the sky had fallen, and the other said that it was haunted. Unconsciously, the sound became louder. At this time, there was a soft sound from the bushes, and then two dark shadows slipped out. The two of them didn't care whether they were immortals or ghosts and rushed up to hold them down, but they were two people. Guess who it is?"

"Ming'er." Cheng Xueyan stared at her with a loud voice.

It's really annoying that Bitong hasn't got to the point after such a long time.

"Oh, the girl is so smart." Bitong clapped her hands and praised, forgetting that she mentioned Minger before: "Does that girl know who the other one is?"

"All I know is that it must be a woman..."

"The girl is so awesome! What a scholar knows everything about the world if he doesn't go out!" Bitong's mouth is exaggeratedly closed.

Cheng Xueyan rolled her eyes secretly. This kind of vulgar plot has long been bad in the TV series.

"But I bet that the girl doesn't know which one she is..." Bi Tong was still a little proud, and then mysteriously came to her.