510 Mengfei arrived

nao?

Luo Wener raised her eyes puzzledly, and this time she was really looking at him seriously.

But what kind of look is that? It seems that he is the one who is unreasonable.

He suppressed his anger: "I told you... I didn't! Why don't you believe it?"

She actually smiled, but the slightly picked corners of her lips... Is it sarcasm?

Deep breath: "Didn't I tell her... already? We..."

She looked at him so much and suddenly made him a little incoherent: "I told you back then. I just didn't expect that she was still alive..."

Luo Wener lowered her eyes again, and the corners of her lips were still bent.

"She has suffered a lot. If you see her, you will understand. I... can't leave her alone."

tube? How to deal with it?

She laughed: "That's your business..."

"Why don't you understand?" Qian Yumo was anxious.

However, just as he was about to explain, a sudden sound came from the door: "The Dream Concubine is here..."

The hand that clamped her tightly let go at this sound.

Luo Wen'er looked at the folds still left on the elastic dark sleeve and smiled gently.

"Amo..."

As soon as Nie Ziyan entered the door, she went straight to Qian Yumo, but it seemed that she suddenly found Luo Wener. Judging from their faces, it was not difficult to guess that they were quarreling.

"Is this Luo Shangyi?" She looked carefully and had a surprise in her eyes: "It's really similar to me..."

The first sentence of their first meeting pierced Luo Wen'er's heart.

Long eyelashes tremble... Like, is it because of this "like", is it all because of this "like"?

She also raised her eyes, but saw that Nie Ziyan did not comb all her long hair according to the rules of the palace, but a loose bun on the top of her head, and the rest of her hair was on both sides of her cheeks. Even so, it can't cover the silver mask.

She also heard that this dream concubine was destroyed half of her face and lame her leg by the fire that year.

She also remembered that that year, Qian Yumo fell into Nangong's ** and pulled her to Qinxinyuan. After that, she always felt that there was a pair of eyes looking at her, and when she stayed at the Lingyun Pavilion at night, she suddenly had nightmares and heard a light footsteps and a woman's crying. It should be this dream concubine.

She is just strange. For ten years, even if there is a "blind spot" in the palace, how did she get through this changing four seasons? How did she avoid this person coming and going? Regardless of these, food... How did she get something to survive? Moreover, she did not appear early and did not appear late, but at this time, it was still "offered" by the queen. It is said that it was because of Dongfang Ning that Mengfei died tragically in the fire... Qian Yumo, haven't you thought about it?

And at this moment, she ignored the purple that had disappeared in the palace and now resurfaced with this woman. She only stared at the intact half of her face and looked carefully... Like? Does it really look like?

"Cloud..." Qian Yumo couldn't help reminding him softly.

Indeed, it is too impolite for a woman who has been injured, especially on her face, to stare at people like this.

She lowered her eyes again... Qian Yumo, are you heartbroken?

Although Mengfei was embarrassed, she didn't seem to mind. She took her hand and said, "Sister, thanks to your company with Amo over the years..."

The second sentence of the first meeting pierced Luo Wen'er's heart again.

What does it mean? Did I replace you to comfort his broken and lonely heart? How should I answer?" It's okay. Is this what I should do?

There was no movement on her side, and Qian Yumo frowned.

Mengfei suddenly wet the corners of her eyes, lowered her body, and bowed Yingying: "Sister, thank you, sister..."

In the third sentence of the first meeting, Luo Wener couldn't find any feeling, and what made her feel was a snowy figure flashing over and picked up Nie Ziyan: "You're not in good health, be careful..."

This sentence really hurt her.

She suddenly remembered that since Mengfei entered the door, she, a nine-grade female official, had not saluted others, but wanted someone to thank her. Was she too unruly? Too ignorant to praise?

Over there, Mengfei put Qian Yumo's arm and shook her head weakly and gently: "It's okay..."

Isn't she too uninteresting?

"The two masters have a slow chat. I have something else to do. Excuse me."

She bent her knees slightly and didn't look at the two. She turned around and left.

Master? Slave maid?

Qian Yumo also heard her use these two words for the first time. For a moment, he was so angry that he could catch her back and punish her well. But the people around him leaned in his arms, their shoulders trembled, and they were about to cry: "Is my sister angry with me?"

Qian Yumo stared at the back that soon disappeared, suppressed his anger, patted her on the shoulder, and lowered her voice softly: "No, she usually doesn't like to talk..."

Don't you like to talk on weekdays?

When she walked out of the palace door and heard this sentence, Luo Wener couldn't help sneering.

Isn't that I don't like to talk much? Just now, is it because I have a grudge in my heart that I feel that every sentence is targeted, or can't you hear it at all? Or, you don't want to hear it at all?

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"Amo, can you tell me about you?"

In the Bichi Palace, Nie Ziyan dragged Qian Yumo's hand and shook it gently, just like ten years ago.

Qian Yumo smiled, but his eyes couldn't help looking at the door, and his eyebrows were tight.

"Is it okay?" His red lips prued slightly, and his beautiful eyes looked at him for a moment, just like back then.

smiled and helped her sit down: "It's just a trivial matter. What's there to say?"

"I want to listen, I want to listen..." Nie Ziyan began to act coquettishly.

Qian Yumo hooked his lips, looked at the door filled with light, and slowly opened his mouth: "Me and her..."

At first, I was a little absent-minded, but gradually, the past six years have appeared so vividly in front of me, and that person has also appeared so vividly in front of me, like the first sight, bright and touching...

The corners of his lips couldn't help but spread warm and soft, and his tone gradually calmed down.

Nie Ziyan held her cheek and listened very seriously. Her eyes looked at him for a moment, and half of the silver mask flashed with quiet light, like its owner, as if fascinated.

However, just as Qian Yumo said that Luo Wener was tortured in prison, there was a sudden sound of rapid footsteps outside the door.

He stood up as if he felt something, and then saw Hu Lun stumbled into the hall.

"Master, Lord... Son, it's not good, Luo Shangyi... fell into the water!"

As if the last word had not yet landed, Nie Ziyan felt the sound of the wind. Looking again, Qian Yumo was no longer in the hall.

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"Clouds...clouds..."

When Qian Yumo ran to Jingyue Lake, he saw a group of people gathered together.

He rushed into the crowd...

At a glance, I saw Luo Wen'er... She was soaked and her eyes were closed tightly.

However, there is another person next to her, who turned out to be Ying Qiuran!

The corners of his eyes jumped... What's going on? Martyrdom?

At this time, Qian Yuhong also came over lazily and was going to hug Luo Wen'er.

"Get out of here!"

Qian Yumo pushed him away, picked up Luo Wen'er, and was stunned... In just a few days, why did she lose weight like this? He held her as if he were holding a feather.

His heart hair was tight, as if something was pressing on it, making him want to shout, but his lips were tight, and the blue veins on his forehead almost burst.

A glance...

Qianyu Hongzheng slowly twisted his robe and said, "When I came, I happened to see a British university scholar jumping into the water. I'm also surprised, what can't you think of? As a result, there was another person in it. Probably the second son wanted to save people, but he forgot that he didn't know water. At this moment, he was fluttering inside, so he had to be reluctant to..."

Qianyu listened to his light description with a blank face, but did not ignore that there was a long crack in the hem of the trembling blue robe... The crack was neat, and at first glance, it was not caused by struggle to tear, but by the sharp blade.

There is a cold light at the bottom of my eyes... Did you do it so soon? Qian Yuhong's kung fu is not weak. Even if it is inconvenient to move in the water, it is not easy to hurt him, but...

It seems that there are still hidden masters in this palace, which is interesting.

Look down and look at the person in your arms.

Her face was ashes, her lips were white, and she coughed twice from time to time, and water overflowed from the corners of her mouth.

My heart is painful and angry.

She just couldn't see it for a while, so she ran to such a remote place.

However, his eyebrows tightened, and Huo looked up... In late autumn, the lotus flowers had withered, and only the remnants and fallen leaves were scattered and dotted, which was desolate.

I still remember that in midsummer, he brought her to enjoy the lotus and once told her that the reason why the lotus flowers of Jingyue Lake bloomed so brilliantly was that the lake was drawn from the Beijiang River. This is the closest place to the outside world, but if you want to come in or go out, you can only use water, and the mouth is...

Her arms were stiff and she began to tremble all over... Just because of an extra purple smoke, just because she was worried that he would betray her, she wanted to leave him?

Hold the person, turned around, and strode away.

Qian Yuhong's "wail" came from behind him: "Brother Wang, don't forget to send a robe to my brother..."

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In the Bichi Palace, Dr. Qin carried out the medicine box.

"... choked on the water, but fortunately the rescue was timely. However, in late autumn, the water is cold, and her body... Even if she drinks ginger soup to dispel the cold, a heat is inevitable.

Qian Yumo opened the curtain with a cold face, but Luo Wener's cheeks were blushing because she drank hot ginger soup, but her skin was pale, which looked like a disease. Obviously, he was awake, but he closed his eyes and tilted his head inward. Obviously, he didn't want to talk to him.

He sat by the bed and stared at her without saying anything.

It was so stalemate for a while, and suddenly there was chaos outside.

"Dream Concubine, Dream Concubine, Shang Yizheng..."

He probably felt that it was unreasonable to refuse a mother's intrusion with Shang Yi's illness, so he hurriedly silenced and did not dare to stop him. He only trotted all the way to follow Nie Ziyan into the side hall. Seeing Qian Yumo, he hurriedly knelt down to plead guilty.

"Amoxiu blames her. I insisted on coming in to see her sister." Mengfei's eyes were tearful and rushed to the bedside: "sister, it's all my fault, which caused my sister to have an accident. If my sister is unhappy, she can scold me a few words, and she won't get this idea..."