511 stay?

Qianyu Mo's eyebrows are slightly locked.

Today, when the cloud was pushed into the lake, it happened to be caught by Yingqiu Ran, and finally rescued by Qian Yuhong. How did it become...

But it is not difficult to understand. Ziyan is a careful and ** person. For so many years, she has been hiding in the dark and knows that the clouds have a deep relationship with him. And her sudden appearance, the clouds must be unacceptable, so...

Put your hand on the trembling shoulder: "Ziyan, you worry too much..."

"No," Nie Ziyan shook his head and threw tears on the back of his hand: "I know, because I shouldn't have appeared. Amo, it's all my fault. In fact, I should..."

"Why is it your fault? Don't think nonsense..."

"No, Amo, I..."

Luo Wen'er listened to Nie Ziyan's crying and felt that her head was about to explode.

Nie Ziyan, I don't know what kind of person you are, but now, although you have said that I "deadly committed suicide" because of your appearance, it makes people feel guilty and painful because I have done something like this.

Am I the culprit?

For a while, I just wanted to jump down and leave the chaos. However, he felt dizzy and couldn't exert himself. He had to let Nie Ziyan keep crying. Qian Yumo kept comforting him, and his patient was put aside.

She suddenly wanted to laugh.

If today's fallen fruit is really his own director's attempt to attract Qian Yumo's attention, then Nie Ziyan's method must be better than her, without "self-harming", and she has successfully won the hearts of men, and she is so "uninformed" and narrow jealous, which must make men more disgusted.

Nie Ziyan was still crying. Qian Yumo glanced at Luo Wener and saw her slender eyebrows, her lips tightly squeezed, and her hands tightly grasping the corner of the quilt. Knowing that she was extremely upset, she frowned and patted Nie Ziyan on the shoulder: "Don't think too much. It's getting late. You're not in good health. Don't miss the meal..."

Nie Ziyan suddenly realized: "Yes, my sister was frightened and needed to rest, but I chattered, which annoyed my sister. Sister, I'll go first. I'll see you tomorrow..."

It's finally going to be clean.

Luo Wener exhaled, but... Why did she always feel that Nie Ziyan was willing to make her unhappy? The woman's words seemed to care about her and appreciate her, but they picked her everywhere, reminding Qian Yumo to pay attention to her dissatisfaction with the resurrected person.

Is she too careful?

However, she still couldn't say anything. She believed that as soon as she opened her mouth, the woman would disintegrate all her resistance with tears, making her the person with intention.

This woman... She remembers that when Qian Yumo talked about the past, her expression was happy and nostalgic. Qian Yuyi also said that the woman he met was very beautiful and gentle...

Maybe I'm really more careful.

The light and heavy footsteps gradually faded away, and the nervous spirit of the afternoon suddenly relaxed, and fatigue came up in an instant.

After several ups and downs, I finally fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, she felt someone suddenly hold her hand, as if she was underwater. The man grabbed her and dragged her to the depths...

She was excited and suddenly woke up,

But he was seeing Qian Yumo's face... Under the candlelight, he was looking at her worriedly.

He closed his eyes, turned around, and pulled out his hand.

In my heart, I said, no, now that you have a powerful enemy, you should use your gentleness to keep him, conquer him, and make him inseparable from you. At this moment, it is a good opportunity.

But... she can't do it.

What time is it now? Nie Ziyan left before dinner. She fell asleep, so I don't know if he sent Nie Ziyan back to the palace or not...

I'm upset, and I just hate why I wake up. How good it is to fall asleep. You don't have to think about anything. She suddenly understood what Qian Yumo once said. He slept for a long time and was so comfortable that he didn't want to wake up...

"Can you see who is under it?"

In the chaos, his voice suddenly came coldly.

She held her breath for a moment: "I accidentally fell down."

Qian Yumo began to be angry again... Do you want to act alone without telling me again? Do you know who is in charge of the conspiracy behind this? How powerful are they? But because of the appearance of purple smoke, you want to isolate me?

He suddenly found that everything he had worked hard to manage for six years... approached her, owned her, connected with her heart, and melted with her blood, but was beaten back to its original shape overnight. Moreover, she seemed to be farther away from him, far away from touch and invisible. She wrapped herself in a heavy shell and refused everything, including him.

They experienced too much. He thought that even if it was difficult, even if it was difficult, it would go to the end, but he didn't expect that Ziyan had become a barrier that she couldn't pass. Thinking of her on his arm like a feather today, his heart tightened... Yuncai, are you forcing yourself to death?

He sighed: "Actually, Ziyan is not bad. She just likes to think nonsense and is very timid, so..."

"So I scared her today, right?" She turned her head and looked at him coldly.

"It's not..." He tried to hold her hand, but she turned her back again, and he had to hide the quilt for her: "I know it's difficult for you to accept this for a while. In fact, you may try to understand her, maybe..."

Maybe we can become good friends and then serve one husband together? She is not a bad person, so the villain is me?

Luo Wen'er almost exploded.

She knew that Nie Ziyan was important to him, and she knew that compared with this sudden resurrection, she was the extra one. But what will she do? What does he want her to do?

"Qian Yumo, when I was in the water today, I suddenly had a question to ask you..." Looking at the corner of the wall, his tone was as cold as copper dripping water: "If I fall into the water at the same time as her, I will die. Which one will you save?"

She really wants to look into his eyes and read the real answer from his heart. But she didn't dare. She could only clenched the quilt and wait...

"I will save her..."

Really, even if you lie to me, you are too lazy to do it...

"Then die with you!"

The eyebrows trembled, and there seemed to be something broken in my heart.

She felt someone in bed and lay beside her.

Qian Yumo tried to hold her around her, but she was slightly resistant, but she did not avoid it after all.

The lower jaw was against her neck, and her breath softly brushed her ear: "Clouds, I'm very tired..."

Yes, how not to be tired, want to take care of both sides, can't bear to hurt either side, but it makes no one happy. It's not that she doesn't understand or understand, but...

"Cloud, I said we should be happy every day, but now, I know you are unhappy. Cloud, don't force me, don't force yourself, give me time, don't leave me..."

Luo Wener was confused. How could he think that she would leave him? She didn't promise him to follow him...

"Wang..." Suddenly, Hu Lun's caution came from outside, which sounded a little hesitant, but still continued: "There is news from Yong'an Palace that the dream concubine has been crying when she went back, and then vomited again. Now the royal doctor has gone..."

Qian Yumo seemed to hear a "bang" sound, as if someone was away from him in an instant. Looking again, Luo Wener was still by his side, but he had just approached, and at this moment, it became far away.

He frowned, but Hu Lun reminded him again: "Master, the people of Yong'an Palace are still waiting."

He turned over and sat up and tried to pat Luo Wener on the shoulder, but saw that she was stiff all over, so he had to say softly, "You rest first, I'll be back in a minute..."

Luo Wener listened to the silver garlic turn from a noise to a whisper and smiled coldly... Now, who has left whom?

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Entering Yong'an Palace, he saw Nie Ziyan being served by the maid to rinse his mouth. Fang wanted to lie down. Seeing him, he hurriedly sat up: "Amo..."

With a mouth, the eyes are already red: "I'm sorry to bother you so late..."

Qian Yumo helped her lie down and turned his head to ask Dr. Qin, "What's going on?"

Dr. Qin bowed his waist: "Mengfei is an old problem. Now that she has taken the medicine, it's okay to take a break. Just pay attention to your diet in the future. If it's too cold, you can't eat it..."

Qian Yumo knows that the old problem of Ziyan is stomachache, which is all due to lack of food and clothing since childhood, and the past ten years of hiding is probably more serious.

"Amo..."

Qian Yumo waved back Dr. Qin and tangled the quilt for her: "Since you are sick, have a good rest and listen to the words of the doctor..."

"Amo..." Nie Ziyan stretched out her hand from the brocade quilt.

The rose-purple quilt made the soft quilt whiter and whiter. At this moment, it only used two fingers, held his sleeve, shook it gently, and did not speak, and looked at him with only its eyes.

Qian Yumo smiled, went to bed, and gently covered her upper abdomen... A long time ago, whenever she had a stomachache, he warmed her like this.

"Amo..." She looked at him, got closer to him, tried to lean her head on his shoulder, and said quietly, "I found that you seem to be much more estranged with me when I came back..."

How can we not be unfamiliar? During this period, ten years have passed. In these ten years, too many things have happened, so much that from the moment of surprise and excitement at the moment of reunion, he calmed down and didn't know where to go for a moment.

"Amo," she swung into his arms: "I miss you very much..."

My heart trembled and I hugged her tightly: "Me too..."

Nie Ziyan smiled, her lips came to his ear, and exhaled likelan: "How about staying tonight?"

Stay?

He was a little stunned. He seemed to promise Yuncai that he would go back in a while...

However, before he hesitated, the people around him had leaned over and softly called his name: "Amo..."

So familiar breath, such a soft body, just like in those years, she nestled in his arms, gentle and charming.

I don't know who kissed whom first. He held the two lips and tasted her sweetness, but he couldn't help scratching a pale face and closed lips...

The mind was slightly stunned, but a soft moan fell on her ear, as if in the swaying candle, she closed her eyes timidly and shyly...

Infinite lingering surged in my heart, which was the feeling of youth, the initial ignorance and throbbing, and the missing and hesitation of countless nights.

He suddenly grabbed her arm and pressed her back...