The Dreamer in the Spring Boudoir

Wen's face became very exciting when I saw Shiman. I used a simple words to describe that the red, yellow, and white greens were mixed together and turned into a fireworks to illuminate the entire night sky.

After he finished speaking, he wanted to turn around and run, but he heard Ning Yixuan sing a low drink: "Nie Sang!"

When the name was called, it was always a good thing. Ji Man’s footsteps paused and slowly turned to look at him.

"So anxious to go?" Mo Yu Hou Ping breathed a breath, gently swayed the gentle hand and looked at her: "Are you not hungry?"

Just ate dinner, why are you hungry? Jiman thinks that Ning Yuxuan’s head must have been caught by the door today, but she still stood upright and answered: “I am not hungry.”

Standing in the same place, the hand was pinched tightly, and I looked at Ning Yuxuan’s eyes, and my heart was bursting with sadness. He used to look at himself wherever he was, but now she is standing next to him, but he can't see it?

I thought this kongming lantern was for her, but why is Nie Sangyu here?

The heart was difficult to level, and Wen Yu hurriedly gasped for a few times. He wanted to go one step forward, but he fainted directly.

Ning Yuxuan’s reaction was quick, and he reached out and caught the man. He looked at his forehead and had some fever.

The wear of the big winter is so little, and there is a ghost without heat. Mo Yuhou frowned, bent over and picked up the man, pushed open the door and went in.

"If you are not hungry, then go back first."

Jiman shrugged and looked at the Kongming Lantern that was almost disappearing that day and turned and left Beiyuan.

Wen Yu did a nightmare, and Meng Li Mo Hou took Nie Sang-soo’s hand and gradually drifted away. She tried to catch up, but she couldn’t catch up.

"I don't want... don't..."

Nie Sangqi’s face came over and smiled and satisfied. The vines in her heart were like stingers, entangled in the heart, and it was difficult for her to breathe.

"贱人..."

In the house of Beiyuan, the doctor took back his hand and opened the sandalwood that was handed to the side. When I left, I couldn't help but look at the table next to me.

There was a table of food on the table. What was especially strange was that there was a braised pork head in the middle, and it was a cutting board. I don’t know what it was.

Hou Ye’s taste seems to be getting heavier and heavier.

Ning Yuxuan sat quietly on the side, watching the warmth of the dreams, and sighed slightly.

When Wen Hao woke up, the pain in her heart was still there. She looked up and saw a strange jade, and she was a little more comfortable. Just thinking about the scene in her dreams, she couldn’t help but cry, pulling his sleeve and tears and asked: "Hou, why is there no child in my heart?"

Mo Yuhou gently stroked her hair and asked faintly: "Do you know when I am most excited about you?"

A gentle look, I thought about it carefully. From the acquaintance to the love, do you want to say the most tempting moment of Ning Yuxuan? It seems that once, he was chased and killed, and she did not care to hide him at home.

At that time, Ning Yuxuan’s eyes were as soft as to be able to accommodate the whole world. She looked at her: “It’s a fool.”

At that time, the two loved much more. She was just the daughter of an ordinary small family. He was a high-ranking Houye. She does not admire wealth, he gives her everything.

When did you change it quietly?

Warm lips, quietly looking at Ning Yuxuan.

This beautiful man bowed his head and whispered in her ear: "When the love is the deepest, you are in love with me. When the tide retreats, it is your love for me."

"钰轩..." Wen Yan wants to argue, she doesn't, she didn't have him...

When I think of something, when she is in the ceiling, she seems...it is really not as life-death as he used to be. Before she changed, she would be willing to take care of him when she had nothing. However, I tasted the rich and rich taste, knowing that life is valuable, she actually flinched.

Ning Yuxuan’s eyes were deep and there was nothing to say, but she gently pulled the quilt up for her: “Have a good rest.”

The dishes on the table were already cool, and Ning Yuxuan looked at the pig's head and was silent for a long time.

"The master, is to let the kitchen heat up, let the lady come tomorrow?" Ghost White whispered.

Mo Yuhou shook his head and his eyes were complicated and said: "I still don't quite understand what she meant by repairing. It will be two days."

Ghost White nodded solemnly and ordered the person to withdraw the table.

Because of the need to replace Ning Mingjie, Ziman went to Ningfu twice.

Ningfu does not have a housekeeper, and everything is a management called Luo Wei. When Jiman took over the books from her, I did not know why I saw some hostility.

"The young master told the wife to hand over the books to the wife. The slaves have nothing to say." Luo Wei stood up, his face on the soft face with some grievances: "The slaves are naturally going to follow the young master, but there are still many people in this house. Keep it. The lady is in charge of the affairs, how can it be somewhat inconvenient. It is better to let the warm jade help you, the big thing you come to be the master, the little things in the house, there is no need to go back and forth."

Listening to this tone is not a general embarrassment, Jiman nodded, and seriously took the account, and also looked at the warm jade next to it.

These two gimmicks are all pretty, Luo Yi is like Lin Yiyu in her impression, and warm jade is like Qin Keqing.

"Since I have to trust the young master, I will do my best."

There are still some red silks in the house that have not been removed. It is a bit bleak to look at. This is a gorgeous red and full of joy, and now the winter snow is falling, no one will mention the bride who is happy to marry.

"Where is the study room of the young master?" Jiman asked.

Ning Mingjie is now going to the court, but Jiman can also visit.

I know that Luo’s reaction was slightly larger, and he stepped forward in front of her: “The young master’s study cannot enter.”

Jiman sneaked a little, warm jade pulled Rarot's sleeves, shook his head, Luo Hao only reacted, whispered: "The young master's study is generally not allowed to enter, if the lady has something to take, Just tell Luo Wei, Luo Wei will help you."

"No problem, I just want to see it." Jiman smiled and turned and said: "The study can't go, can you go anywhere else?"

Luo Hao nodded: "The slaves take you to see this house."

What is in the study, will Luo Hao be so nervous? Jiman feels very curious, but the front Luo Luo leads the way, obviously will not take her to see. If you think about it, people will always be a bit private.

Halfway through the house, Luo Wei was called away by a slave. Jiman vaguely heard what drunkenness, and Luo Yan took the skirt and hurried to the gate of the government, only let the slave stay to look after her.

"What's wrong?" Quarterman asked curiously.

The slave sighed: "The emperor changed the marriage to the Prince of the Prince and the Three Emperors. The young master was dragged by the Grand Emperor to drink the wine, as if he was drunk."

What Zhao Zhao did is really a matter of doing things. Which pot does not open the pot, and a bad stomach can meet the needs of the northern water supply. It’s not good for a wife’s wife to be taken away, but she’s not holding someone’s house and saying: You see, your wound is bleeding.

It’s really awkward.

Luo Hao did not know when he could come back. Jiman thought about it and tentatively asked the slave: "Where is the study room of the young master?"

The slave is a concierge and does not serve in the inner court. Knowing that this lady is the cousin of her own master, she will give her a guide: "On there."

Only dare to know that Ning Mingjie’s study cannot enter? Jiman raised his eyebrows and followed the family to see.

Open the door of the study, the wick whispered: "Master, what are you going to do?"

Timman scratched his head and whispered back to her: "I just want to go in and see."

Although it is said that the more you die, the faster you die, but Jiman subconsciously feels that Ning Mingjie will not hurt her. This person is a man, there is no dark background, and naturally there is no secret.

The slaves and the wicks stayed at the door together, and Jiman stepped in and saw the neat books and the paintings hanging on the wall.

Ning Mingjie's words are very good, so there are many poems written. Each piece was simply hanged and hung, and only one poem was hung in the middle of the wall, which was carefully decorated.

"The spring sleep is not known, and the ostrich is smelled everywhere. The night is coming, the wind and the wind, the flowers know how much."

There were men who laughed warmly and swiped down the garden pavilion. Someone looked red on the cheeks and whispered in a whisper: "The words of the young master are really beautiful."

"Good looking? Send you."

Jiman looked at the word, and his heart was so bitter.

There are some beautiful pictures next to them, or standing or sitting, there is no face. However, Jiman looked at it slightly and saw who it was.

She did not sit at the lake and painted for Ning Mingjie. She did not know if she was passionate. It’s just that this figure is too much like her, especially the plum blossoms on her head, which she loved most for a while. There is also a waist-wrap, and the bun is always a simple horse. It is clearly her dress in the southern tour.

Why do you paint so much she hangs in the study?

Jiman’s heart paused and he took another look.

The baby on the fifth floor of the falling geese tower is also here, one will enter the wine, and the first one will have an ink group.

Almost ran away, Jiman ran out of the study door, just wanted to pull the wick away, and saw Ning Mingjie with Luo Wei, slowly coming towards this side.

Jiman’s meal quickly adjusted his breath and smiled and said: “Isn’t it that the young master is drunk? It’s so awake.”

Luo Hao looked up at her and looked at the open book door behind her, groaning and frowning.

Ning Mingjie’s cheeks were reddish, but her eyes were exceptionally clear. She stood in her five-step position and smiled. “Don’t say drunk, I’m afraid I can’t escape.”

"I have already got the book from Luo Wei. It is not early, I will go back." Jiman gave him a gift, and nothing happened.

Ning Mingjie smiled and daggered, her expression was very calm, and she did not see her coming out of the study.

Passing by, no one has a side. Jiman thinks that some strange emotions are still lost early.

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Today, the fourth time is over, and the fire circle is asking for diamonds. It is said that the class was repeatedly caught by the teacher today, so they are all a little late.

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