Chapter 58 Dreaming at Night

If possible, Qin Yunuan can't wait to peel Qin Linfeng's skin.

In these days of rebirth, she has been adhering to the attitude of blocking the water and covering the earth. If you want to harm me, I will let you eat the consequences, but this morning, the broken intestine grass in Baochuan breakfast is like a slap in Qin Yunuan's heart.

Her eyes were confused and looked at Qin Linfeng, who was kneeling on the ground. After all, he was the eldest son of Qin, and behind him was the great backer of the Dou family. Recently, he heard that the Dou family actually won the right to operate the Grand Canal from Kyoto to Hangzhou. It seems that the Dou family was "exiled" to the south of the Yangtze River, and the power not only did not decline. On the contrary, it has become more prosperous. This is something that Qin Yunuan needs to fear and consider. It seems that it needs to be discussed in the long run to completely defeat Dou Qing'e and his son.

Tinghe's body was temporarily wrapped in a grass mat, and Aunt Xiu, as the only relative of Tinghe, cried in the yard.

Seven days is enough for Qin Linfeng to find a scapegoat, but this time Qin Linfeng dug a hole in Qin's heart is not so easy to fill.

Qin Yunuan led Man'er and Liao's mother back to the yard. Tong'er had fallen asleep guarding Baochuan. Seeing her girl coming back, she quickly came out of the room with a letter in her hand.

"Three girls, this was sent by my cousin."

Su Chenghai?

Thinking of this unfathomable strength, but helping his cousin Su everywhere, Qin Yunuan felt a little warm in his heart.

There are only a few words on the letter: "The return date has been set, and it will be three o'clock, the first floor of the capital."

After reading the letter, Qin Yunuan burned the letter paper with the envelope and said lightly, "Cousin is leaving the capital."

"So fast," Tong'er exclaimed instinctively, "I saw that the young master was so kind to the third girl, and I thought that the young master would treat the master..."

"Did you propose marriage to your father?" Qin Yu warmly smiled. How could she not know the tacit understanding and tenderness between Su Chenghai and her? She was just afraid that he was not a person she could match. His identity was always a mystery in her heart. "Ok, what is the little girl thinking about at the beginning of her mind?" Qin Yunuan smiled and was about to knock on Tong'er's forehead. Tong'er laughed and retreated repeatedly, shouting, "I dare not."

A room full of laughter is particularly happy and vibrant on this spring breeze day.

Qin Yunuan finished reading the last few pages of the lonely book left by her mother Yang, and her eyelids were also tired. When she was about to fall asleep, she couldn't help looking out of the dark window. Suddenly, a faint smile appeared at the corners of her mouth and called Man, who was carrying the wick and said, "Go to the wall and put a bowl of water."

Man was stunned and puzzled: "Wall...wall?"

"They have been following us all day, and they should be tired." Qin Yunuan rubbed the corners of her swollen eyes, half closed her eyes, and her face was full of fatigue. From the birthday banquet to the wordless contract, to the discovery of the body of listening to the lotus, the battle between mouth and tongue, the exchange between you and the truth and false have consumed Qin Yunuan a lot of energy, and this person who has been hiding in the dark may also been a little tired.

The lights went out in Qin Yunuan's room. Although Man'er was puzzled, she specially prepared an eight-hot tea. In a corner of the back wall, she moved a long-legged ladder and climbed to the wall. The tea cup also deliberately put cold ginger slices and nourishing wolfberries. Man'er smelled the smell of the soaked tea and broke it for some reason. Broken thoughts: "In the middle of the night, how can there be people on the wall?"

While talking, Man'er put down the tea cup and prepared it. Unexpectedly, the ladder had not been useful for a long time. The last section had been a little loose. Man'er stepped on it and only heard a creak, and stepped on the air. As soon as she tilted, she was about to fall to the right, and within three steps, It's a sharp pebble.

Man'er subconsciously closed her eyes and wanted to protect her head with her arms, but she only felt that there seemed to be a very stable force on her waist that pulled her back. Man'er opened her eyes again in shock and found that she stood straight in front of the ladder, and the last broken bamboo joint fell down, making it slightly dull at night. The sound.

Everything is almost like in a dream.

It seemed that there was still a trace of warmth around her waist. She was a little stunned and suddenly understood her girl's words. She lowered her head and turned around and left quickly.

At night, the fragrance of flowers flowed through the courtyard with the coldness of the moonlight, and the sound of the night was quiet, thick and deep.

Qin Linfeng, who had been tired for a day, lay on the bed. His posture was a little distorted and just pressed to the position of the left heart. His eyebrows frowned tightly, revealing incomparable anxiety and eagerness.

His hand stroked back and forth on the satin, fantasizing that it was the skin of the woman he had longed for, as white as fresh snow that had just landed and as smooth as freshly solidified cheese. He kissed the cherry lips in his dream, licked it repeatedly, and tasted the sweetness. His hands also walked slowly downstream, as flexible as a loach. , rolled in the cloud gauze brocade jacket, looking for the white and soft place, and then held it tightly and wiped it back and forth.

His desire could no longer be hidden, and his body was no longer controlled by his rationality. He began to quickly untie his belt and take off his trousers. The heat there clearly told him that he loved this woman and was crazy.

"Nan, I want you, and I want you now." Qin Linfeng muttered and confided, and his face turned red.

He blocked the peach-like lips again and whispered repeatedly, "Nang, do you know how much I miss you?" His hand touched the face he thought about day and night when he traveled abroad, but a sticky ** slid down his fingertips.

He pulled the palm of his hand, and his head was full of blood. He sat up in shock. Under his body, there was no one that he had never forgotten in his dream. It was obviously the dead Tinghe. Tinghe's face was full of blood flowing out. From her mouth, nasal cavity, eyes, and her body were also bright red.

"You! How can it be you!"

"Young master, it was obvious that you hugged the maidservant and dragged the maidservant into the room last night, and you kept shouting the maidservant's name, young master, you..."

"Young master, when will you take the slave house?"

"Young master, if I promise to put this powder on the second young master's breakfast, will you tell your wife about us?"

"Young master, I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost."

"Get out! B bitch!" Qin Linfeng waved his arm and roared in **, his wrinkled eyes suddenly opened, sweaty head, trembling hands, and the sound of dripping water from the copper corners of the room in an orderly manner, finally pulled him back to reality.

Qin Linfeng's chest is still violently together, and it seems that he is still recalling the scene in his dream. This can't be blamed. It can only be blamed that the maid named Ting He is too high. She thinks that her distant aunt is the person around her mother is different and wants to be an aunt in one step. Mother, if she doesn't threaten herself, how can she...

Suddenly, a knock on the door interrupted Qin Linfeng's thoughts.

"Young master, the belt has been repaired and sent to you." This is the voice of the steward's mother in Qin Linfeng's yard. It's strange to say that the male maid in Qin Linfeng's yard is the half-old mother of Xu's mother. She has never been a young maid. Dou Qing'e was worried about this. A eldest son of the lieutenant's mansion who has passed the age of the crown, and there is no maid in the whole room. How can she be born well?

"What belt?" Qin Linfeng's tone was a little impatient, and he directly poured himself a cup of cold tea.

"It's your belt for the banquet today. After you took a bath, the maidservant saw that one of the seven pearls on it fell. It took a lot of effort. I found it behind the corner door of the yard and sewed it for you. The maidservant brought it in for you?"

Qin Linfeng paused with his hand holding the teacup, walked to the door a few steps, suddenly opened the door, and his eyes were as red as copper bells: "What did you just say? Where did you find the black pearl that fell from my Big Dipper belt?

The old woman at the door was obviously a little scared. She only raised her hand with her belt and said, "It's at the corner door of your own yard."

Qin Linfeng only hugged the loose coat and directly grabbed the belt in his mother's hand. He saw that the third skirt that had fallen had just been seamless. He accidentally knocked out a small mark on the seventh and followed the pearl. Sure enough, he saw an inconspicuous one that was deliberately covered by the old mother on the line. The scratch is undoubtedly the black pearl in the original position.

Qin Linfeng's brain seemed to be suddenly poked out countless holes, hulaing in the cool breeze.

Wove! What a smart!

Qin Linfeng suddenly shook his hand and threw the belt to the ground. The wide robe was like a crazy kite, dancing wantonly with Qin Linfeng's anger.

Qin Yunuan! Either you die or I die in the future!

The next day, the morning of the lieutenant's mansion seemed particularly clean. Today is the day when Dou Qing'e left the house. Hearing the contract sent by He, she had long known that she wanted to let go last night and step on Qin Yunuan fiercely, but she didn't expect that stealing chickens would not eat rice. It was just a plan, and her son was put under house arrest. Even when she was about to go out today, she couldn't come and give her a ride.

Qin Zhi did not appear at all, but only sent housekeeper Xie, and his attitude was already obvious.

"Madam, it's getting late." Housekeeper Xie urged without expression.

"Wait," Qin Yunuan softly stopped Dou Qing'e's hand to release Qin Yun's makeup and prepare to turn around. "Mother, Guoan Temple is in the north of the suburbs of Beijing. The road is far away. Yu Nuan has nothing to send. Only the last time her mother asked Yu Nuan to copy the two scriptures, Yu Nuan has never had a chance to give it to her mother. Yu Nuan I mean to write big, white and black words. My mother must be able to see it clearly and doesn't worry about her eyes getting tired. It's also Yu Nuann's intention to ask her to accept it.