Dream back to the old place

After Dongling Xuehan, the king of Han, came to the tea city, he not only led troops to quickly eliminate the remaining thieves who were in chaos everywhere, but also reorganized the whole atmosphere of the tea city. His vigorous behavior is highly respected by the people, but his coldness and means are also deeply feared by everyone.

In the next two months, with the presence of King Han, the people of the tea city live and work in peace and contentment, like fish in water. However, the business of Yanyu Building is also booming, with an endless stream of guests every day.

Of course, Su Nianwei, a peerless famous person, has gradually become the king of Han in other people's mouths. After all, she comes out twice a month, and only King Han can share a room with her in private time. Other people can only be unreachable. Some people don't have the courage to say it even if they want to spend a break with a beautiful woman.

On this day, after Su Nianwei came out of the stage to sing for guests from all sides, she dragged her tired body back to her room. Recently, in order to cope with the snow cold in Dongling, she hasn't rested for a long time. For him, she didn't obey him because she was afraid. She just knew his temper. The more disobeyed he is, the less good he will be. Therefore, she didn't want to cause trouble for the Yanyu Building, so she wore a veil and drank with him every day according to his requirements.

Although Dongling Xuehan treated himself not as friendly and friendly as before in the palace, he almost crossed the mine pool several times. In order to protect himself, Su Nianwei quickly covered himself with a veil and only showed a pair of eyes. Every time he saw this, he always stopped in consteration, staring at her in pain like a ghost, and then motionlessly wrapped around her waist, staring at her all night, muttering an unnamed name in his mouth.

After tossing like this for a month, every time, Su Nianwei was so tired that she wanted to kick him out, but when she saw that he was injured like a child, she was soft again and again. Until dawn the next day, he himself had already gone. For many days, she couldn't see him when she got up, and she would look out of the window for a moment of melancholy. Yes, Dongling Xuehan, what on earth is he thinking about? She can't figure it out.

Tonight, anyway, she is not going to meet Xue Han's guy. She is so tired that she hasn't slept well for a long time. Besides, Zhu Yanzhu has no news at all. She can't wait. Moreover, if she goes on like this with Dongling Xuehan, even if other guests get Zhuyanzhu, she dares not say it. If you can't get the spiritual beads, all your plans will be empty.

Thinking of this, Su Nianwei gently took a sip of the tea on the table, and then lay on the couch, slowly calming down his breathing, so that he could quietly fall asleep.

As soon as he dozed off, the door was pushed away with a "bang-" sound.

Su Nianwei turned over in shock and quickly put on the single dress hanging on one side for himself. At the same time, I couldn't help scolding from the bottom of my heart that Dongling Xuehan became more and more rude. Now he doesn't have to knock on the door when he comes in. What do you think of her? Come and leave the doghouse if you want to?

"Forget..... Forget...dust..."

There was a heavy and unstable footsteps outside the door, and Su Nianwei shivered with the inexplicable words.

Yes, the voice is not that of Xue Han's kid, and Xue Han's child has never called himself Wangchen. He has always regarded himself as another person, so he doesn't call his name.

Thinking of this, Su Nianwei quickly went to bed, put on embroidered shoes, and lit the lamp to take a closer look. The person outside the door is slightly dark, wearing a gray-green dark robe, and his figure is a little strong and burly. His eyes were red, with a strange smile on his face, and he was approaching Su Nianwei step by step.

Su Nianwei was shocked and immediately thought of this person's identity. Isn't he Zhao Jinhua's favorite 20 years ago, Chen Jingtian, the animal official? Why did he appear in his room? Moreover, it seems that you are still drunk!

"What...what are you doing here?" Su Nianwei hugged the wooden pillar by the bed, and the black pupil retreated slightly worriedly.

"Hey, when...when...of course I came to see you..." With that, he straightened up and took a few steps forward and muttered; "Haha...my big... Great beauty... I... Master... I miss you so much!"

Looking at him moving forward, Su Nianwei suddenly stepped back and warned: "Are you drunk? Get out of here quickly, otherwise, otherwise I will call someone!"

"Call people?" Chen Jingtian's face turned black and made a sneer; "Scream, Lord, I'll see who you can call today. Now it's all my people outside!"

"You... After a while, Han Wang came to see how he dealt with you!" On weekdays, I hope that Su Nianwei will not come to Dongling Xuehan, and today I particularly hope that he can appear at this time. It's better to bring troops here and correct this corrupt official, ** official, and dog official on the spot.

After listening to Su Nianwei's words, Chen Jingtian not only did not worry at all, but opened his mouth and laughed, "Haha, do you mean the smelly boy of Dongling Xuehan? When I was in power, he was not born in his mother's womb. He was just born in the royal family and has a high position of power. What can he do?

"You go out!" Seeing that he was drunk and unconscious, Su Nianwei was full of nonsense, and she couldn't help shouting angrily.

"Go out? Where am I going? I took a rare opportunity to come in today and went out like this. How can I still gain a foothold in the tea city in the future? After saying that, he spread out his hands and made Su Nianwei realize his intention immediately.

"Chen Jingtian, listen, you beast. Now King Han is guarding here. If you want to make trouble, you'd better think about the consequences!"

"Consequences? What are the consequences? If it hadn't been for him, you would have been my own. If it weren't for him, I would still be the local emperor here. If he dares to appear in front of him now, I will definitely cut him!"

"You... How dare you!"

"Haha, Su Wangchen, Su Wangchen, don't resist. Being a bitch is always a bitch, and she doesn't sleep like anyone else. Anyway, you are not a good guy now. Dongling Xuehan is nothing. He can't be a yellow-haired boy. Can he satisfy you? Or let me, a veteran who has been fighting on the battlefield for a long time and galloping in countless boudoirs, teach you how to do it, haha..."

Listening to his blasphemous words and the arrogant ** laughter, Su Nianwei couldn't wait to tear this man's skin.

"Get out, you ** thief, get out of here!" She shouted angrily, but unexpectedly angered Chen Jingtian more and more. He suddenly stopped, his face was ferocious, and then rushed to Su Nianwei like the pressure of Mount Tai.

Su Nianwei saw this man pressing down and wanted to retreat, but there were walls behind him, and there was nothing to hide. In this way, a smell of smoked wine came, and she felt a nausea in her heart, quickly protected her chest and wanted to shout. At this time, Chen Jingtian had been controlled by alcohol. He suddenly pressed her to the ground and began to touch her from her hair to her chest.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Su Nianwei quickly struggled and beat and scolded. However, Chen Jingtian's rough body did not pay attention to her weak counterattack.

Instead, she scolded and beat her as a way of flirting.

"Beauty... You are so soft. It's good to hold you. I can't imagine that although Chen Jingtian has suffered a lot of cowardice in his life, he has been blessed. Which red card of Yanyulou can't be played. Especially you, the fairy of the world, I have enjoyed countless warm and soft jade in my life, which is enough!"

"You shameless villain, let go of me, let me go!"

"Don't be afraid, beauty, I will love you well. Anyway, this is not the first time for you."

"Help, help..." Although he knew that this distress request was relatively old-fashioned, Su Nianwei had to do so.

Listening to Su Nianwei's shout this time, no matter how bold Chen Jingtian is, he can't help but be a little scared. What's more, now you are not the one to cover the sky in the tea city, and it is inevitable that you will have some scruples because of the existence of Dongling Xuehan. Thinking of this, he rudely tore off Su Nianwei's coat on her chest, then covered her mouth and said coldly, "Don't shout, believe me or not, I'll kill you!"

Su Nianwei was ready to die before he jumped up. Yes, although she is a new woman in the 21st century, she knows that chastity is so insignificant compared with her life, it is better for her to die than to let such a man take away her chastity.

Therefore, holding this kind of heart, she was not afraid of Chen Jingtian's threat, but she broke free more strongly.

Facing the disobedient beauty under him, Chen Jingtian seemed to be at a loss. At the same time, the door was suddenly pushed open again. The person who came is not someone else, but the mother of Yanyulou - Zhao Jinhua!

When she saw this scene on the ground, she was first shocked and then full of anger.

At this time, Chen Jingtian saw Zhao Jinhua breaking in unexpectedly, and he stopped his movements in his hand, but looked at her with a surprised face.

In this way, the air flows for several seconds in dryness and uneasiness. Zhao Jinhua, who came back to his senses first, scolded; "Good Chen Jingtian, beast, beast. Who gave you so much courage that you even dared to touch the dust!"

After listening to Zhao Jinhua's words, Chen Jingtian seemed to go all out and replied: "It's just a prostitute. Why can't I touch Dongling Xuehan!"

"How dare you call the name of King Han? Don't you want to live?" Zhao Jinhua, who was already angry and blue, took a step into the house, and her index finger pointed at him tremblingly, and her eyes were full of anger.

In the face of Zhao Jinhua's accusations, Chen Jingtian seemed to pay no attention to it at all; "Well, why don't you live? I also want to spend the spring night with this peerless beauty under me!"

Looking at Su Nianwei, who was pressed under Chen Jingtian at this moment, Zhao Jinhua suddenly said angrily and angrily, "Which, Chen Jingtian, are you crazy? Who can't pay attention to this? You just attack Wangchen. It will be bad for you if you do this!"

Chen Jingtian didn't care, turned his head and spit and said, "Bah, I fell in love with the girl here. If you hadn't hid it tightly, she would have been mine long ago!"

"You... You crazy guy, you robbed Ziyu at the beginning, but now you have to treat Wangchen like this. Let her go, or I will fight with you!" Speaking of this, Zhao Jinhua quickly lifted the chair in the room and threw it threateningly at Chen Jingtian.

At this time, Su Nianwei, who heard the terrible news, held his breath in an instant. Zhao Jinhua just said that Chen Jingtian forcibly took Xiaoyu, so Xiaoyu's ** was destroyed in the hands of this man? In those days, her sudden transformation and madness were also related to this man?

No wonder she said that she was not worthy of Mr. Xingchen. She is such an arrogant and competitive person to say these words because she was** by Chen Jingtian?

God, she is just a 14-year-old child, and she still fantasizes about living a happy life with the man she likes. How can she bear such a nightmare? Therefore, she became like this, locked herself in the room all day, did not eat or drink, and washed her face with tears!

Thinking of this, her head seemed to have been attacked by a heavy object. She struggled to break free from her hands and pull off the cloth covering her mouth. She pushed him like crazy, and then took the opportunity to grab his arm and bite down.

Chen Jingtian was bitten by her, and his right hand quickly held her hair and pushed it against the wall, and the other one had to withdraw.

Looking at a row of tooth marks on his left wrist, both sides were blurred. He was so angry and annoyed that he wanted to take the next step. When he raised his hand, Zhao Jinhua's big chair fell down. Immediately, he stepped back a few steps in pain and shouted and scolded, "Okay, you two bitches, dare to beat me, looking for death, right? Today, I will let you die happily!"

With that, he got up and rushed to Zhao Jinhua. However, at this moment, Su Nianwei tried her best to help, but her forehead hit the wall. Now her head is suddenly chaotic, and even looking at things is a little blurred.

It seems that Chen Jingtian was completely angry. He caught Zhao Jinhua and beat and scolded her. The cruel means completely ignored the feelings of those years.

Listening to Zhao Jinhua's wail and screams, Su Nianwei couldn't care too much. He staggered up, grabbed the teapot on the table and aimed it at the target, hitting Chen Jingtian's back.

The water in the pot still seemed to be hot. When it was sprinkled on Chen Jingtian, he let out a scream. Then, he turned around, grabbed Su Nianwei's neck, and tore her clothes crazily. Su Nianwei kept blocking, but was slapped by him in the face. She was beaten to a dying, and she didn't even have the strength to resist in the end.

At the same time, Zhao Jinhua, who had just been beaten badly, had no other strength to save her. She could only stare with hatred, bite her red lips and finally fainted.

Su Nianwei allowed the beast to kiss greedily on her skin. She pulled up her red lips feebly and showed a sarcasm. Did she end up like this in her life? Is fate really so unfair? Her time travel has suffered a hard time. Is that what she got?

She was unwilling, but helpless, and could only laugh and let her life come to an end. Picking up the fine porcelain tile, without any hesitation or hesitation, he gently scratched it down.

The snow-like wrist is like blooming in an instant, and the small buds suddenly bloom. On the wrists of leaping and white arms, it drips slowly along the red stream. The shocking red is so dazzling and tragic.

At this moment, she was so tired that her whole body ran with the red blood, gradually pulling away all the strength from her body. At this time, she felt as light as a swallow, and all the hardships and fatigue on her body had been unloaded. Now she, like a butterfly with wings, keeps flying in the sky, flying all the time...

Until the last moment when he couldn't open his eyes, in a trance, he saw a brightly contoured face, an elegant and upright figure like Danqing's pen.

The prince who returned from the victory stood outside the dark door wearing a bloody spirit. His cold eyebrows call for his extraordinary breath, and his angry eyes are quiet before the storm. His tight lips were telling him about the arrival of the devil!

He, it's him, is it him? Dongling Snow Cold? He appeared, and he finally appeared. Is it a dream? Is it an illusion? Why did you meet him at the last minute? Is it Death's blessing for himself? Or another arrangement of fate?

She can't distinguish and can't see through. All she knows is that her soul wants to break away from herself at this moment.

....................................................................

In the air, her body came to the place she was familiar with with her thoughts.

In the distance, there was a beam of moonlight. She floated under a tree full of colorful flowers, with thousands of lights in the background, lighting up like countless blinking stars. It's beautiful, a little sad. She raised her eyes and saw a man waiting for her. Although she couldn't see the man's face clearly, subconsciously, she knew that it was Hanyang's brother. At this moment, she wanted to call him, but she couldn't get over... She wanted to reach out and touch the flower and see Hanyang's brother's face, but she couldn't...

Consciousness, unable to help her, but took her further away.

Familiar, so familiar............

A few bronzing characters are eye-Qiushuifang. Dongling Chutian gave her the place where she lived, which carried her countless feelings.

When I came back again, the room was a little old, but it was still spotless and clean. There must have been people coming to clean up often. Thinking of this, her eyes were a little astringent. Still floating in the air, she wanted to stop and take a look, but she couldn't stop.

Under the green bamboo in front of the courtyard is a white figure. The man stood against the bamboo, his black pupils staring at the distance, and the sadness between his eyebrows was so obvious. It makes people look at it, and they can't help but feel heartache.

It's him, Dongling Chutian. The melancholy figure, like a fairy face, always leaves her with a warm and slightly sad smile.

She looked at him fixedly and wanted to shout at him, but found that her voice could not make a sound. She was shocked and anxious, and kept waving, but she couldn't get close to him at all. Compared with Hanyang's brother just now, Su Nianwei seems to want to meet Dongling Chutian more.

He still lowered his head and looked into the distance, quietly staring at the lake, as if he was looking forward to something and waiting for something. He obviously couldn't see Su Nianwei struggling above his head, but he raised his head as if he were smart.

staring at the clouds above, he still couldn't see her. The clean and clear black pupils are full of sadness, a kind of sadness that is desperate to the end, and a kind of sadness that cannot be written in words and metaphors. In the end, he could only sigh and shake his head, restrain his eyes and stared at the lake in the distance again to write about sorrow.

She couldn't see herself. Su Nianwei was beaten to hell in an instant. Facing the person she missed day and night, she finally came to his eyes at this moment, but she couldn't make the other party see her. That kind of pain was like being killed by her beloved.

She felt how wronged she was in an instant. The kind of powerlessness and sadness she had never had made the tears accumulated in her eyes condense into a drop of pearl, which moved slightly and dripped down. Hitting his clean and clear forehead, he looked up again in shock and found that the clear sky was not raining.

He nodded the tears on his forehead with his fingertips and put them gently in his mouth. It was salty. Obviously, it was just a drop of rain that came from his head, but why did he get a sense of sadness, helplessness and pain?

It seems that I miss her so much that there will always be such an inexplicable illusion. Every moment, he thought that she would appear here again, and then smiled and called him a kid, told him some jokes he had never heard before, and patted him on the head. His intimate behavior like a child always hurt his heart. But now, how eager he is for her to make such a simple and honest move to him again!

It's just that none of this is possible. In his life, there will never be that woman again. In this life, he is doomed to fail to fulfill his previous promises. Three thousand weak water, he even lost the only ladle he wanted to take.

Looking at his gradually leaving figure, with the gloomy sadness, she cried heartbreakingly, but she couldn't make a sound.

The constant sobbing made her breathless, and the great sadness in her heart suppressed her and made her unable to move at all. She only knew that if she died at this moment, it might be the greatest relief. And what's wrong with me? Is it dead or alive? Why can't anyone see themselves?

Cloud........ Gradually dissipated, the lights gradually went out, and the boundless darkness was slowly devouring her.

"Forget the dust....... Forget the dust... Forget the dust..."

The shouts in the distance, sometimes near and far, sometimes light and sometimes heavy...

The eyelids are like lead and difficult to open.

"Wake up... Wake up...Your Majesty... Wangchen girl woke up..."

Hearing those exclamation mixed with joy and excitement, Su Nianwei saw several blurred heads in the haze. They kept moving, so that for a moment, she couldn't tell who was who.

At this time, the slender palm was wrapped in a cold and thick palm, which was a sense of peace of mind and stability. After many days of contact, she certainly understood who was holding her.

"Snow cold..." Involuntarily calling his name, Donglingxue's cold and indifferent face was moved for a moment. Yes, listening to this familiar and soft call, he suddenly opened his black pupils, and his eyes seemed to be a fleeting meteor in the dark night. Familiar, familiar, so familiar. The woman in the dream has called him like this countless times. The bitter tingling made him hold the softness in his hand tighter.

"Ah..." The pain was all over his body. Listening to her exclamation, he realized that he was out of control and quickly let her go.

Stimulated by the pain just now, Su Nianwei's consciousness seems to be mostly awake. Soon, she tried to stretch out her eyes and saw the group of people in front of her.

led by Dongling Xuehan, the king of Han, is actually Jinhua's mother with ointment on her face, and there are two maids, Xiaozhu Xiaoju, and there is Xiaoyu standing at the end. When Xiaoyu saw herself wake up, she lowered her head and hurriedly retreated again.

Originally, he wanted to call Xiaoyu's Su Nianwei, but as soon as he left, he was pressed back by Dongling Xuehan. He said in a slightly commanding tone with a cold face: "Don't move, now you are injured. Lie down and have a good rest. Just order whatever you want!"

Su Nianwei was about to refute, but turned his head and saw Zhao Jinhua nodding in agreement.

She looked around, stood up and whispered, "Mom Jinhua, are you all right?"

A trace of gratitude flashed in Zhao Jinhua's eyes. Maybe she didn't expect that the first person to wake up would be herself, so she shook her head with a wry smile and said, "I'm fine. A little injury is nothing. It's you, the injury is so serious."

Su Nianwei listened and looked at Dongling Xuehan with a cold face. He didn't say anything, but just turned his eyes away faintly; "It's good not to die!"

"That beast is really not a human. Fortunately, the prince came in time, otherwise..." Before Xiaoju finished speaking, she was stared back by Zhao Jinhua.

"Forget the dust, as long as you're fine!" Zhao Jinhua was afraid that the atmosphere would be bad, so she quickly added a sentence.

At this time, Dongling Xuehan suddenly stood up straight, and his black pupils glanced at Lin Su Nianwei and said, "Why did you commit suicide?"

Listening to his words, Su Nianwei was shocked, and then quickly glanced at the bandaged wrist, and a chill spread all over his body. Yes, why did you choose suicide at that time? Isn't she the kind of person who is weak-willed and solves things with death?

"Yes, Wangchen, how hurtful it is. You don't know how angry King Han is after knowing it. He cares about you more. From yesterday to now, you have been dizzy. It's all by your side!" After saying these words, Zhao Jinhua was coldly looked at by Dongling Xuehan, but she was not blamed.

Su Nianwei's eyes raised slightly and looked at Dongling Xuehan, who was still cold and without any expression. Did he really save himself? And keep yourself all day and night? Why is he so kind to himself? Is it because of his current self that he feels similar to his former self?

She opened her lips and smiled bitterly; "Let the prince bother, my concubine deserves to die!" Yes, he can't let him know his identity, and they can only be limited to this. Even if he is because of himself now or his former self, anyway, she sincerely thanks him for saving himself.

"Do not say death to me again!" The originally cold face seemed to become colder in an instant, and the sharp light from his deep pupils suddenly scared everyone in the room.

Su Nianwei knew that he was worried about himself. This kid was never good at expressing his emotions and always acted with some extreme and domineering behaviors, which generally made people mistakenly think that he was malicious. In fact, he is just cold and warm-hearted.

Thinking of this, she will smile and say, "In that case, I would rather die than be insulted by him. The reason why that sense of shame spreads over reason makes me commit suicide, because I am a person with self-respect, not a person who is easily manipulated by others!"

Her words fell down. In the eyes of others, it was time to kill the head. Hearing it in his ears, there seemed to be a feeling that they had not been seen for a long time.

Sometime, listening to her words, her voice, and her every move aroused his yearning for that person more and more. More and more, he felt that she was almost the same person as her except for her identity and age?

No, she is not her, never. She is unique in his heart, and no one can replace her. He can't let himself go on like this. He must distinguish the difference between her and her.

Yes, she is just a brothel woman with the same eyes as her, even if her temper and voice are so similar, she is not the same person. She has died. She was burned to death by the fire when she was blind and powerless. He can't save her. He will be trapped in this unresolved shackles in this life, and he will always imprison his heart here.

"Han Wang, what's wrong with you?" Looking at Dongling Xuehan, who was suddenly shrouded in a touch of great sadness and hatred, Su Nianwei couldn't help asking curiously.

"You can rest in peace, and I will come to see you again!" Leaving this sentence lightly, Dongling stood up coldly and left without any emotion.

After Dongling Xuehan left, the air seemed to dissolve, and they didn't dare to say anything. Only then did everyone care about Su Nianwei's condition.