When I returned to the prefecture, it was not too late. After I changed my clothes and washed my clothes, the maids came to serve dinner. Perhaps Yuan Yichu had a lot of things today. He didn't come to have dinner with me, so he sat alone at the table and ate silently in front of the candlelight. When I finished cleaning, it became dark.?

I lay at the head of the bed, alone watching the swaying candlelight.

There was peace around me, and I didn't even smell a breath, but from afar, I could hear the restless turbulence in the city. Although I can now be considered a luxury and well-being than the people outside, I don't feel safe.

In such a chaotic world, there was no complete tranquility.

At this time, I remembered that Mr. Yuan again.

There is always a calm atmosphere on him, as if he is not affected by the outside world at all. No one can disturb him, and nothing can impress him. In such a place where he is in danger, he lives like an outsider in a paradise.

Perhaps, the place where he lived was not Dongzhou, but a realm he created for himself.

Not everyone can live so freely, nor does every woman have such a blessing. When you meet such a man, in order to protect your beloved, you actually take risks without caring about your own safety. Thinking of this, I felt a little envious in my heart, not only envy him, but also envy his sweetheart.

If it was me, if it was Yuan Yichu...

I couldn't help but feel a hint of sourness in my mind.

In fact, I didn’t have a joke in my heart. Why did I marry him? How could I be with him today? But I have lost my memory. The facts are already in front of me. If I pursue it, it will be useless. I don’t want to dig out some unchangeable past, but I just make myself sad.

But, if you can choose...

If you can choose...

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The next morning, I just woke up and was sitting on the head of the bed. A maid came in with hot water to serve me to get up and wash, rinse my mouth with green salt, and wash my face again. While sitting in front of the bronze mirror to comb my hair, she smiled at me and said, "Did my wife have a very beautiful dream last night?"

"Hmm? What?"

"You're always laughing."

"Is that true?"

I looked up at myself in the bronze mirror, but I didn't, my eyes were curved, and the corners of my mouth were curved. Maybe it was because the room was too warm and there was a faint blush on my cheeks, and I looked very energetic.

Last night, Yuan Yichu didn't come, and I seemed to have really had a long dream.

But now I can't remember what I saw in my dreams. I just vaguely remember that the sky in my dreams is not like the haze of Dongzhou. Instead, it is a clear and vast sky. A warm wind blows across my cheeks, and the bright sunshine and rippling water light appear before my eyes. I seem to hear a person's laughter.

The laughter was clean and clear. Just listening to it like this, I seemed to think it was a very happy thing. In my dream, I seemed to be in a daze and heard someone calling my name - Qingying... Qingying...

But, who is that person?

But it was just a dream. I smiled and said nothing. The maid had already sent me breakfast. While helping me cook, she said, "Madam, are you injured in your hands? Let me come."

I looked down at my hand. I had a scratch yesterday, but now it seems that it doesn't hurt at all.

When I opened the handkerchief, I was shocked. The scratches on my palms had already begun to scab. So quickly, it seemed that the medicine that Mr. Yuan used for me was really good.

I picked up the bowl and drank two sips of porridge, and asked, "Have you had breakfast on my side?"

"No, no."

I heard her hesitate and asked, "What's wrong?"

The maid said carefully: "I sent the things to you, but Lord Yang brought some news to you. When I retreated, I heard that everything inside fell."

"oh?"

I frowned. I knew Yuan Yichu's bad temper. However, no matter how bad his temper is, he rarely takes people and things to vent his anger. But now he is like this, is there something wrong with him?

Thinking of this, I couldn't sit still, so I took a few sips in my hand, then stood up and said, "Let the kitchen do it again, I'll send it there."

"yes."

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The kitchen soon brought the food box, which was steaming chicken porridge and some appetizers. I asked someone to take it to the study. As soon as I approached, I saw the door was closed. Although I didn’t hear the sound, I could feel a depressing atmosphere.

The maid walked behind me, her pace was a little slow.

I knew she was afraid of hitting Yuan Yichu's fire, so she turned around and took the food box and asked her to go down. As soon as she walked to the door of the study, she heard Yang Yunhui say, "The news came from Shengjing, but whether she had set off or not will have to wait until the spies here find out."

“…”

"Three brother, if it really comes - what do you do?"

Yuan Yichu didn't say anything, but I seemed to hear his gritting teeth.

I walked over and gently pushed open the door.

Yang Yunhui immediately turned his head to look at the door. When he saw that it was me, he relaxed for a while. As soon as I walked in, he saw Yuan Yichu sitting at the desk with a pale face. The ground in the middle of the room was full of broken dishes and soup and rice spilled all over the floor.

When he saw me, he frowned: "What are you doing?"

"I heard you didn't use breakfast, so I'll bring it to you."

"No, you go down."

I glanced at him, said nothing, but gently placed the food box on the table and put the dishes out of it. Yuan Yichu's brows frowned and said in a deep voice: "I'll let you go!"

"I'll go down after you finish eating."

Yang Yunhui looked at us, turned around and walked out without saying anything, and closed the door. I served a bowl of porridge, picked up some side dishes and brought them to him.

He looked at the bowl in a deep voice, and then looked at me.

Maybe something really happened, and I could feel his suppressed anger in the big deal over the side of Shengkin. It seemed that it would explode the next moment, but I still stubbornly delivered the bowl to him and looked at him calmly: "No matter what happens, it can be solved, but if you are just here, it will be useless to damage the enemy and consume yourself, so why bother?"

"It's useless to damage the enemy, it's all about yourself."

He repeated, looked up at me, and suddenly raised the corner of his mouth: "You're right."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly grabbed my wrist. Before I could react, I had been dragged by him. The porridge bowl fell to the ground with a clang. I staggered to his chest, and I felt as if I was frightened: "What are you doing?"

He didn't say anything, but looked at my eyes from a close place. Flames seemed to appear in his dark pupils. The next moment, I heard all the booklets and pens on the table swept to the ground by him, and he was thrown to the desk.

At this moment, I was completely shocked.

No matter how confused he was, he knew what he was going to do, and he didn't even have time to resist. His hands were firmly locked on both sides of his body on the table. I opened my eyes wide and watched him look down at me. His handsome but cold face was full of heavy haze.

"you--"

I didn't know what I had given birth to, which would make him like this suddenly, but the two of them clearly felt the heat of his body and the surging desire, which made me almost tremble.

I bit my lower lip: "You, let go--"

As soon as these two words were spoken, his eyes suddenly sank and he suddenly grabbed my lips.

In an instant, my lips and tongue fell, as if a flame had been stained from his body and it was stained into my body. With the pain and the torture of being burned, I suddenly struggled and moaned like a trapped beast.

However, all the shouts were swallowed by him, and he seemed to be insatiable. He kept catching my tongue, crushing my hands, but he refused to let go of them. While struggling, the wound on his hands that had not been healed was torn apart. Suddenly, a piercing pain came.

At this time, his lips slowly moved to my cheek, and with just a moment, he immediately frowned: "Um--"

He seemed to feel something, and raised his head, with a little water stain on his lips. It was the messy tears on my face, drop by drop from the corner of his eyes.

Looking at me like this, his originally hot body seemed to have fallen into the ice cave in an instant, and it suddenly became cold, but did not leave immediately. Instead, he leaned over to look at my tearful eyes, frowned, as if he could not stretch it out.

Then, he saw my hand: "Are you injured?"

I turned my head and my eyes were hazy. I saw in a daze that the scabbed wound cracked, as if blood was seeping out. In fact, the injury was not serious, but it seemed so shocking in my white palm.

At this time, he let go of me and was about to grab my hand, but I pulled it back hard: "Don't worry!"

When I finished saying this, my tears could not stop falling. I never thought that this man would be like this, in broad daylight, in this study-

The feeling of extreme shame made my head hurt. After pushing him away, I turned around and walked out.

Just as I was about to open the door, my hands suddenly reached out from behind, slammed the door and closed it again, locking me between my hands.

I turned around, he stood behind me, supported his hands on the door panel behind me, and looked at me like that.

His expression was very tired, and the tense haze between his eyebrows became heavier. When he looked down at me, he seemed not only to look at me, but also to look at many knots that he couldn't untie.

He still panted and looked at me, his eyes getting heavier and heavier, as if he was struggling with something. After a long time, he gently stretched out his hand and stroked my cheeks covered with tears.
Chapter completed!