soul return

Qianlong felt weak all over, and everything he saw was raging fire.This is not his bedroom, this is Qingyan from Kyushu.How could there be a fire here? I have such a headache and pain. Where is Wu Ya He Shun? He, nothing will happen, right?

Qianlong looked at the figure getting closer and closer in front of him, and wanted to shake his head vigorously, but unfortunately, his head sank heavily.Not He Shun, where is he then?This person in front of me, this person is...

Yong Qi.Qianlong opened his eyes abruptly, lying beside him was a newly elected beauty girl, Ming Chang was there.

With a livid face, Qianlong ordered the woman to be sent away.It had been half a month since he had been neglected and gentle, and he was not very interested in the new beautiful women entering the palace, but he was a little sympathetic to one or two of them who were mild-tempered.But like tonight, it was not his sincere wish that people were left behind.So when he wakes up, but only takes a breath, he will be taken away by someone.

However, he couldn't sleep anymore, because of that dream.

In the previous two lives, as a woman, he naturally knew the story called Huanzhugege, and when he was bored, he would look up the real Prince Rong in the history.Yongqi, who is an all-rounder in civil and military affairs in official history, is most famous for entering the fire scene and rescuing Qianlong who was trapped in it. As for the time and place, it was also when he was inspecting the Old Summer Palace a while ago that he felt the name Jiuzhou Qingyan was familiar.Could it be that my dream reminded me of something?

Qianlong put on his clothes and just went out for a couple of laps before turning back amidst the trepidation of the servants.Lifting his feet, he went to Wuya Heshun's house.In half a month, he thought clearly.It's because I insist too much, and I am too paranoid.Now that I like others, it doesn't matter if they like me or not. It's good to let him not like me for the rest of his life, but as long as I'm by my side, I'm used to it, and I can't leave him.The passionate relationship will only burn the two of them to ashes. He is too anxious, too stubborn, and his life is short. Thinking about it, he will never have another chance. The person he likes can be by his side. It's good not to hate yourself.

Wu Yahe Shunyan watched Qianlong walk in with a cold face and a gentle expression, got up quickly, and consciously pressed his body against others to keep warm.Qianlong's heart was soft, and he didn't refuse. He hugged him to bed, comforted and apologized in a low voice for half the night, and then rubbed his ears and temples together for a while before falling asleep with him in his arms.

On the second day, when Qianlong went to the previous court to discuss matters with the ministers, He Shun gradually recovered.Qianlong actually came last night, his tone was gentle and doting, and he was considerate and tolerant towards himself.As for myself, foolishly tired of being in other people's arms, being hugged by kisses, I thought it was a dream, I didn't understand the superiority and inferiority at all, I didn't know how to take the initiative to serve, the master was finally willing to give another chance, and I didn't know how to cherish it.Now, thinking about myself last night, I really...

Wu Ya He Shun covered herself in the quilt, clenched her fists and slammed the pillow hard, feeling awkward and happy in her heart...

On the way home, when passing by the study room, Qianlong habitually looked at the study room.The most dazzling elder brother is still the fifth elder brother Yongqi.Qianlong, who was delighted to hear and see all of this, suddenly got tired of it.Praise and kill, did I go too far?Let everyone misunderstand that if he dies suddenly, the will of the above board may not be effective.

Since this is the world of Huanzhugege, let Yongqi choose love once.Qianlong rubbed the emerald jade finger in his hand, thinking of the word love in his heart, he seemed to see Wu Ya's gentle smile in front of his eyes, smiled unconsciously, quickened his pace and rushed back to the palace.

Two months later, Xia Yuhe by the Daming Lake finally "died depressed". Before she died, she naturally wanted her only daughter to go to Beijing to find her father.But she naturally didn't know that the existence of her mother and daughter had already been discovered, and everything that followed was just a play arranged for another person.

The author has something to say: the story is almost over, and there are probably a few chapters left, mainly about the revision of Yongqi and Huanzhugege...

Sorry for taking so long -_-|||