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The door was bustling with music.
Warm wine brain roared, and his thoughts were all confused by his sentence.
The whole person was a little dizzy. It seemed that he couldn't hear anything. Only Xie Heng's smiling sentence "I'll take off my clothes for your Highness" was constantly whirling around.
She didn't speak. Xie Heng stretched out his hand to untie the tie on her outer sleeve, but as soon as his fingertips touched it, Wen Jiu almost jumped up from his step, picked up the soft pillow on one side and slapped Xie Heng's handsome face.
For a moment, the purple and gold imperial crown was photographed and fell to the ground with a loud sound.
Xie Heng was stunned and looked at Wen Jiu with some amazement.
The dragon and Phoenix candles were burning high in front of the red tent, and the candle light shook slightly.
After the warm wine shooting, he was much more sober. He was a little embarrassed. He coughed twice before he said, "then what, the palace told you, don't be spoiled! Just after entering the door, he undressed and undressed. In two days, don't you want to go to the room and uncover the tiles?"
Xie Heng didn't answer her, but looked at her with burning eyes.
His red clothes were gorgeous and his black hair was scattered. On the contrary, he was a little more elegant and casual than before.
Just a little... Wronged in your eyes?
Wen Jiu felt that she should have read wrong. She rubbed her eyes and looked at Xie Heng again. He had closed his hands and turned to look at the burning dragon and Phoenix candles.
She couldn't help thinking:
What's good about this candle?
Are you really wronged?
She didn't sound very bad just now
Is the grand Lord Yan so small-minded?
Xie Heng's voice was muffled for a while, and Wen Jiu had been thinking about it for a long time.
There was a lot of noise outside, which made it more and more quiet in the house.
She stretched out her hand, hooked a wisp of Xie Heng's ink hair, gently wrapped it around her index finger, and coaxed in an unnatural low voice: "this palace... This palace is not intentional."
"What is not intentional?" Xie Heng picked his eyebrow slightly. When he looked back at her, he hid a smile in his eyes.
It's a pity that Wenjiu didn't see it with his head down.
Her hands were slightly lifted, and layers of cloud sleeves fell a few inches down, revealing white wrists. She was white and slender, hanging Xie Heng's black hair, which became more and more moving against the background of his red Xuanlong robe.
"I didn't mean to beat you." Wen Jiu held it for a long time before he said such a sentence. After a pause, he continued: "this palace doesn't have such bad habits on weekdays, you..."
She had wanted to reassure him.
But as he spoke, Wen Jiu suddenly heard him smile.
It's a very pleasant smile.
From the bottom of my heart.
So when she raised her eyes and looked at Xie Heng, he had no time to cover up and his eyes were opposite.
Warm wine suddenly: "??"
Aren't you very wronged, melancholy and sad towards the candle?
Why did you laugh?
Still laughing so... So tempting!
It's a lesson!
Xie Heng smiled in his eyes and said slowly, "I know what you are."
"I don't know what kind of person I am. How can you know?" Wen wine smelled his words and his eyes were dim.
After taking a lot of medicine, her memory became worse and worse. At the beginning, she would write down the people she met every day and the things she thought of. Later, she forgot what she wrote. She often fell asleep and lived upside down day and night.
Gradually, some people can't tell whether the memory is real or the dream they once had.
In front of this person, Wenjiu always feels that he is different from others. The feeling of familiarity and strangeness is like fate, and it seems that the front edge is not yet there.
But when she thought about it, her head began to ache.
Wen Jiu couldn't help holding his forehead and muttered, "I should remember you, but... Why can't I remember? I'm with you..."
In front of her, a red light lingered, including blood flowing into a river, fire pouring out, and colorful red curtains. Each scene was blurred.
Warm wine's head was hurt by thousands of needles. At the moment when his eyes were closed, he was suddenly held in his arms by Xie Heng.
The whole man fell into his warm arms.
"Don't think about it if you can't remember." Xie Heng lowered his head and kissed her gently. His distressed voice was hoarse. "It doesn't hurt to forget the past. We still have a long rest of life."
"Ah Jiu."
He called her softly, hugged her tightly with his arms, and tried to calm her down.
One voice said to her, "don't think about the past, we just want the future."
The past is over, and the rest of your life will be long.
He always has a way to make ah Jiu return to his original appearance.
No hurry.
Don't worry.
Ah Jiu lay down in Xie Heng's arms and listened to him say don't think about the past.
This sentence seems like magic.
Let her gradually wake up.
If you don't think about the past, your head doesn't seem to hurt so much.
She moved slightly, and all the sweat on her forehead rubbed on Xie Heng's skirt.
He didn't mean to dislike it.
Wen Jiu was a little embarrassed. He stretched out a finger and gently poked Xie Heng's waist, "well... My head doesn't hurt very much. You can let me go."
I'm not used to opening my mouth and closing my mouth. I forgot this claim in a few words.
In fact, Xie Heng didn't want to let go of ah Jiu. He was afraid that she would have a headache again. He could only reluctantly loosen his hand and whispered to her, "do you often have such a headache?"
Warm wine still a little dizzy, casually said: "if you don't want anything, you don't have a headache."
Xie Heng immediately said, "then don't think about anything."
The sound has not yet fallen.
Wen Jiu suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled out a treasure chest from the collapse. After making a "Shh" gesture with Xie Heng, he opened the box.
Inside is a whole stack of silver tickets, which are all kinds of jewels.
Xie Heng looked at her, counting silver notes with one hand and drawing precious pearls and jade with the other hand. His white face due to pain also eased a lot. He couldn't help bending over to listen to what she was reading.
"One, two, three, four, five..."
"Raise one."
Xie Heng sat by the couch and watched her talk for a long time. His eyes gradually turned red.
It was not until the silver tickets and precious jade were counted that the warm wine slowed down, folded the two things together, took a deep breath and exhaled.
In this way, the complexion is much more normal.
Wen Jiu turned to look at Xie Heng and said seriously to Xie Heng, "this is all my possessions. Do you see it?"
Xie Heng nodded, but he didn't speak.
Wen Jiu continued: "these can support many palace maids, but if I like someone, it's only enough to support one. If it's you..."
She said sadly, "I'm afraid these are not enough."
"That's enough." Xie Heng took out a handful of silver notes from his sleeve and put them in her hand.
When he came, he thought that if ah Jiu didn't let him in, these silver tickets might come in handy.
When Wen Jiu saw such a stack of large silver notes, he immediately opened his apricot eyes and counted them twice. The more he counted the eyes, the brighter the color.
When he raised his eyes and looked at Xie Heng again, he could not help but say, "you've lost so much money to my princess's house."
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The door was bustling with music.
Warm wine brain roared, and his thoughts were all confused by his sentence.
The whole person was a little dizzy. It seemed that he couldn't hear anything. Only Xie Heng's smiling sentence "I'll take off my clothes for your Highness" was constantly whirling around.
She didn't speak. Xie Heng stretched out his hand to untie the tie on her outer sleeve, but as soon as his fingertips touched it, Wen Jiu almost jumped up from his step, picked up the soft pillow on one side and slapped Xie Heng's handsome face.
For a moment, the purple and gold imperial crown was photographed and fell to the ground with a loud sound.
Xie Heng was stunned and looked at Wen Jiu with some amazement.
The dragon and Phoenix candles were burning high in front of the red tent, and the candle light shook slightly.
After the warm wine shooting, he was much more sober. He was a little embarrassed. He coughed twice before he said, "then what, the palace told you, don't be spoiled! Just after entering the door, he undressed and undressed. In two days, don't you want to go to the room and uncover the tiles?"
Xie Heng didn't answer her, but looked at her with burning eyes.
His red clothes were gorgeous and his black hair was scattered. On the contrary, he was a little more elegant and casual than before.
Just a little... Wronged in your eyes?
Wen Jiu felt that she should have read wrong. She rubbed her eyes and looked at Xie Heng again. He had closed his hands and turned to look at the burning dragon and Phoenix candles.
She couldn't help thinking:
What's good about this candle?
Are you really wronged?
She didn't sound very bad just now
Is the grand Lord Yan so small-minded?
Xie Heng's voice was muffled for a while, and Wen Jiu had been thinking about it for a long time.
There was a lot of noise outside, which made it more and more quiet in the house.
She stretched out her hand, hooked a wisp of Xie Heng's ink hair, gently wrapped it around her index finger, and coaxed in an unnatural low voice: "this palace... This palace is not intentional."
"What is not intentional?" Xie Heng picked his eyebrow slightly. When he looked back at her, he hid a smile in his eyes.
It's a pity that Wenjiu didn't see it with his head down.
Her hands were slightly lifted, and layers of cloud sleeves fell a few inches down, revealing white wrists. She was white and slender, hanging Xie Heng's black hair, which became more and more moving against the background of his red Xuanlong robe.
"I didn't mean to beat you." Wen Jiu held it for a long time before he said such a sentence. After a pause, he continued: "this palace doesn't have such bad habits on weekdays, you..."
She had wanted to reassure him.
But as he spoke, Wen Jiu suddenly heard him smile.
It's a very pleasant smile.
From the bottom of my heart.
So when she raised her eyes and looked at Xie Heng, he had no time to cover up and his eyes were opposite.
Warm wine suddenly: "??"
Aren't you very wronged, melancholy and sad towards the candle?
Why did you laugh?
Still laughing so... So tempting!
It's a lesson!
Xie Heng smiled in his eyes and said slowly, "I know what you are."
"I don't know what kind of person I am. How can you know?" Wen wine smelled his words and his eyes were dim.
After taking a lot of medicine, her memory became worse and worse. At the beginning, she would write down the people she met every day and the things she thought of. Later, she forgot what she wrote. She often fell asleep and lived upside down day and night.
Gradually, some people can't tell whether the memory is real or the dream they once had.
In front of this person, Wenjiu always feels that he is different from others. The feeling of familiarity and strangeness is like fate, and it seems that the front edge is not yet there.
But when she thought about it, her head began to ache.
Wen Jiu couldn't help holding his forehead and muttered, "I should remember you, but... Why can't I remember? I'm with you..."
In front of her, a red light lingered, including blood flowing into a river, fire pouring out, and colorful red curtains. Each scene was blurred.
Warm wine's head was hurt by thousands of needles. At the moment when his eyes were closed, he was suddenly held in his arms by Xie Heng.
The whole man fell into his warm arms.
"Don't think about it if you can't remember." Xie Heng lowered his head and kissed her gently. His distressed voice was hoarse. "It doesn't hurt to forget the past. We still have a long rest of life."
"Ah Jiu."
He called her softly, hugged her tightly with his arms, and tried to calm her down.
One voice said to her, "don't think about the past, we just want the future."
The past is over, and the rest of your life will be long.
He always has a way to make ah Jiu return to his original appearance.
No hurry.
Don't worry.
Ah Jiu lay down in Xie Heng's arms and listened to him say don't think about the past.
This sentence seems like magic.
Let her gradually wake up.
If you don't think about the past, your head doesn't seem to hurt so much.
She moved slightly, and all the sweat on her forehead rubbed on Xie Heng's skirt.
He didn't mean to dislike it.
Wen Jiu was a little embarrassed. He stretched out a finger and gently poked Xie Heng's waist, "well... My head doesn't hurt very much. You can let me go."
I'm not used to opening my mouth and closing my mouth. I forgot this claim in a few words.
In fact, Xie Heng didn't want to let go of ah Jiu. He was afraid that she would have a headache again. He could only reluctantly loosen his hand and whispered to her, "do you often have such a headache?"
Warm wine still a little dizzy, casually said: "if you don't want anything, you don't have a headache."
Xie Heng immediately said, "then don't think about anything."
The sound has not yet fallen.
Wen Jiu suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled out a treasure chest from the collapse. After making a "Shh" gesture with Xie Heng, he opened the box.
Inside is a whole stack of silver tickets, which are all kinds of jewels.
Xie Heng looked at her, counting silver notes with one hand and drawing precious pearls and jade with the other hand. His white face due to pain also eased a lot. He couldn't help bending over to listen to what she was reading.
"One, two, three, four, five..."
"Raise one."
Xie Heng sat by the couch and watched her talk for a long time. His eyes gradually turned red.
It was not until the silver tickets and precious jade were counted that the warm wine slowed down, folded the two things together, took a deep breath and exhaled.
In this way, the complexion is much more normal.
Wen Jiu turned to look at Xie Heng and said seriously to Xie Heng, "this is all my possessions. Do you see it?"
Xie Heng nodded, but he didn't speak.
Wen Jiu continued: "these can support many palace maids, but if I like someone, it's only enough to support one. If it's you..."
She said sadly, "I'm afraid these are not enough."
"That's enough." Xie Heng took out a handful of silver notes from his sleeve and put them in her hand.
When he came, he thought that if ah Jiu didn't let him in, these silver tickets might come in handy.
When Wen Jiu saw such a stack of large silver notes, he immediately opened his apricot eyes and counted them twice. The more he counted the eyes, the brighter the color.
When he raised his eyes and looked at Xie Heng again, he could not help but say, "you've lost so much money to my princess's house."
The door was bustling with music.Warm wine brain roared, and his thoughts were all confused by his sentence.The whole person was a little dizzy. It seemed that he couldn't hear anything. Only Xie Heng's smiling sentence "I'll take off my clothes for your Highness" was constantly whirling around.She didn't speak. Xie Heng stretched out his hand to untie the tie on her outer sleeve, but as soon as his fingertips touched it, Wen Jiu almost jumped up from his step, picked up the soft pillow on one side and slapped Xie Heng's handsome face.For a moment, the purple and gold imperial crown was photographed and fell to the ground with a loud sound.Xie Heng was stunned and looked at Wen Jiu with some amazement.The dragon and Phoenix candles were burning high in front of the red tent, and the candle light shook slightly.After the warm wine shooting, he was much more sober. He was a little embarrassed. He coughed twice before he said, "then what, the palace told you, don't be spoiled! Just after entering the door, he undressed and undressed. In two days, don't you want to go to the room and uncover the tiles?"Xie Heng didn't answer her, but looked at her with burning eyes.His red clothes were gorgeous and his black hair was scattered. On the contrary, he was a little more elegant and casual than before.Just a little... Wronged in your eyes?Wen Jiu felt that she should have read wrong. She rubbed her eyes and looked at Xie Heng again. He had closed his hands and turned to look at the burning dragon and Phoenix candles.She couldn't help thinking:What's good about this candle?Are you really wronged?She didn't sound very bad just nowIs the grand Lord Yan so small-minded?Xie Heng's voice was muffled for a while, and Wen Jiu had been thinking about it for a long time.There was a lot of noise outside, which made it more and more quiet in the house.She stretched out her hand, hooked a wisp of Xie Heng's ink hair, gently wrapped it around her index finger, and coaxed in an unnatural low voice: "this palace... This palace is not intentional.""What is not intentional?" Xie Heng picked his eyebrow slightly. When he looked back at her, he hid a smile in his eyes.It's a pity that Wenjiu didn't see it with his head down.Her hands were slightly lifted, and layers of cloud sleeves fell a few inches down, revealing white wrists. She was white and slender, hanging Xie Heng's black hair, which became more and more moving against the background of his red Xuanlong robe."I didn't mean to beat you." Wen Jiu held it for a long time before he said such a sentence. After a pause, he continued: "this palace doesn't have such bad habits on weekdays, you..."She had wanted to reassure him.But as he spoke, Wen Jiu suddenly heard him smile.It's a very pleasant smile.From the bottom of my heart.So when she raised her eyes and looked at Xie Heng, he had no time to cover up and his eyes were opposite.Warm wine suddenly: "??"Aren't you very wronged, melancholy and sad towards the candle?Why did you laugh?Still laughing so... So tempting!It's a lesson!Xie Heng smiled in his eyes and said slowly, "I know what you are.""I don't know what kind of person I am. How can you know?" Wen wine smelled his words and his eyes were dim.After taking a lot of medicine, her memory became worse and worse. At the beginning, she would write down the people she met every day and the things she thought of. Later, she forgot what she wrote. She often fell asleep and lived upside down day and night.Gradually, some people can't tell whether the memory is real or the dream they once had.In front of this person, Wenjiu always feels that he is different from others. The feeling of familiarity and strangeness is like fate, and it seems that the front edge is not yet there.But when she thought about it, her head began to ache.Wen Jiu couldn't help holding his forehead and muttered, "I should remember you, but... Why can't I remember? I'm with you..."In front of her, a red light lingered, including blood flowing into a river, fire pouring out, and colorful red curtains. Each scene was blurred.Warm wine's head was hurt by thousands of needles. At the moment when his eyes were closed, he was suddenly held in his arms by Xie Heng.The whole man fell into his warm arms."Don't think about it if you can't remember." Xie Heng lowered his head and kissed her gently. His distressed voice was hoarse. "It doesn't hurt to forget the past. We still have a long rest of life.""Ah Jiu."He called her softly, hugged her tightly with his arms, and tried to calm her down.One voice said to her, "don't think about the past, we just want the future."The past is over, and the rest of your life will be long.He always has a way to make ah Jiu return to his original appearance.No hurry.Don't worry.Ah Jiu lay down in Xie Heng's arms and listened to him say don't think about the past.This sentence seems like magic.Let her gradually wake up.If you don't think about the past, your head doesn't seem to hurt so much.She moved slightly, and all the sweat on her forehead rubbed on Xie Heng's skirt.He didn't mean to dislike it.Wen Jiu was a little embarrassed. He stretched out a finger and gently poked Xie Heng's waist, "well... My head doesn't hurt very much. You can let me go."I'm not used to opening my mouth and closing my mouth. I forgot this claim in a few words.In fact, Xie Heng didn't want to let go of ah Jiu. He was afraid that she would have a headache again. He could only reluctantly loosen his hand and whispered to her, "do you often have such a headache?"Warm wine still a little dizzy, casually said: "if you don't want anything, you don't have a headache."Xie Heng immediately said, "then don't think about anything."The sound has not yet fallen.Wen Jiu suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled out a treasure chest from the collapse. After making a "Shh" gesture with Xie Heng, he opened the box.Inside is a whole stack of silver tickets, which are all kinds of jewels.Xie Heng looked at her, counting silver notes with one hand and drawing precious pearls and jade with the other hand. His white face due to pain also eased a lot. He couldn't help bending over to listen to what she was reading."One, two, three, four, five...""Raise one."Xie Heng sat by the couch and watched her talk for a long time. His eyes gradually turned red.It was not until the silver tickets and precious jade were counted that the warm wine slowed down, folded the two things together, took a deep breath and exhaled.In this way, the complexion is much more normal.Wen Jiu turned to look at Xie Heng and said seriously to Xie Heng, "this is all my possessions. Do you see it?"Xie Heng nodded, but he didn't speak.Wen Jiu continued: "these can support many palace maids, but if I like someone, it's only enough to support one. If it's you..."She said sadly, "I'm afraid these are not enough.""That's enough." Xie Heng took out a handful of silver notes from his sleeve and put them in her hand.When he came, he thought that if ah Jiu didn't let him in, these silver tickets might come in handy.When Wen Jiu saw such a stack of large silver notes, he immediately opened his apricot eyes and counted them twice. The more he counted the eyes, the brighter the color.When he raised his eyes and looked at Xie Heng again, he could not help but say, "you've lost so much money to my princess's house."
