The Dream of Two Lives Blooms and the King Returns

What kind of wine is Wen Fu's wine?With Zijin here, Qingyi doesn't seem to worry about this problem, because the wine prepared by Zijin must be an old wine.

This day, Wen Qingyi was knocking here and there in the room, wondering if that person had talked about the secret passage?Could it be that his brain is not working well, or is it simply non-existent!After working for a long time, he really felt childish and ridiculous, so he simply blew out the light and went to bed!Tomorrow he invited the Master of the State Teacher to come to the mansion for a gathering, thinking about the appearance of those two being at odds, he would have a headache!How to deal with it if you don't cultivate your spirit.

I don't know if it's because the moon is too bright outside or because his mind is too chaotic, this night he always feels that he is half on the verge of waking up and half in a dream.

In the memory of the cliff surrounded by white clouds, there is a faint blue shadow.He fluttered with the mountain wind, almost gathered and scattered, Wen Qingyi watched it many times but still couldn't see it clearly!He was about to speak, but the shadow sighed sadly.That sigh was so familiar, who else could it be if it wasn't Gu Nanfeng?

"Nanfeng! Nanfeng! Are you alive?" Wen Qingyi cried with joy

"Qingyi, I don't know whether I am alive or dead..."

"What the hell happened? Where are you..." He walked over step by step, and found that he couldn't catch Gu Nanfeng's shadow, so he became anxious!

"I don't know either! How can I answer you..." Another burst of lamentation

"Nanfeng..." Wen Qingyi knelt on the edge of the cliff helplessly, and said in pain, "It was me, I killed you"

"I won't blame you, Qingyi..."

"But I can't forgive myself! It's me, it's all me"

"Let him pass on the past, no matter how entangled it is, it won't help"

"Is there any way for me to save you?"

"Life and death! Life and death! What's important..."

"Nanfeng, did you just give up on us? Did you give up on your father and Die Che?"

"Die Che?" The shadow seemed to be darker... "I finally know the purpose of my coming!"

"south wind…"

"You promised to help me take care of Die Che, can you do it?"

"I...I..." Wen Qingyi lowered her head in a daze, "I can't..."

"Why not?" The shadow pressed in front of him, and said painfully, "You promised me!"

"Nanfeng, listen to me, I really don't love Die Che! How do you want me to give him happiness?"

"Don't love Die Che... who do you love if you don't love Die Che? Do you love your younger brother? You know Murong Qingjue's identity better than I do, or do you want to kill him and yourself?" Shadow kept roaring at him Then, Wen Qingyi stepped back step by step, "Yes! I love him... I have already forgotten Die Che's existence, and I have forgotten what I promised you. But Nanfeng, I really can't give Die Che happiness. Being together will destroy her, you know?"

"But if you are with Murong Qingjue, it will ruin the happiness of both of you! As long as you are with Die Che, as long as she is with you, she will feel happy." The shadow approached step by step, and Wen Qingyi had already I feel unavoidable!There was a wall behind, wide and soft.He kept leaning against the wall, desperately trying to get inside.

!He wanted to avoid the shadow, he was afraid that the south wind would make him keep his promise.

"Qingyi! Qingyi..." The wall of flesh made an urgent voice, it was Murong Qingjue!Murong Qingjue!I opened my eyes suddenly, and under the soft light in the room was his concerned gaze and warm embrace.Where is the cliff, where is the shadow?He was in his room, being held in the arms of that man.

"Murong Qingjue...Murong Qingjue..." With tears in his eyes, he grabbed his clothes and rubbed against his arms like a puppy!Murong Qingjue patted his back tenderly, and said softly, "Okay, it's just a dream."

"I dreamed about the south wind..." It took him a long time to recover!Looking around again, he realized why Murong Qingjue appeared in his room?

"What did you promise him? In your dream..." Murong Qingjue always had a bad premonition!

"What did I say?" He looked at Murong Qingjue hesitantly, as if he wanted to find an answer on his cold and handsome face!

Murong Qingjue frowned tightly! "You said...you won't marry Die Che"

"Die Che..." He murmured the name, and said absentmindedly, "Before Nan Feng fell off the cliff, she asked me to help her take care of Die Che..."

"You agreed?" No need to ask, Murong Qingjue knew the answer!How could Qingyi refuse when she is so kind?Moreover, it was expedient at the time.He wanted to show his temper, but seeing how frightened Qing Yi was now, he still couldn't bear it.

En...Wen Qingyi nodded slightly like a child who did something wrong.I thought that person would be angry, but I saw him smile at me, "You had no choice but to agree to Nanfeng, don't put pressure on yourself! Dreams are always the opposite."

Half of the light and shadow outlined Wen Qingyi's elegant outline, he nodded slowly, and finally smiled! "Fortunately you're here!"

Seeing that he finally had a smile, Murong Qing calmed down.Wen Qingyi saw that he was only wearing a white coat, so she let it in.Murong Qingjue leaned on the bed with him knowingly, pursed the corners of his lips and smiled lightly without saying a word!

"You haven't told me yet, where is this mechanism?" Wen Qingyi leaned in his arms, her delicate and thin wrist rested on Murong Qingjue's chest, flirting intentionally or unintentionally.

Murong Qingjue felt an itch in his heart, and his deep eyes were stained with a trace of emotion!He hastily pulled down that hand, "You'll know how I get out later!"

"Where's your wife?"

Murong Qing's eyes darkened like ink, "I've been with her for a long time... Haven't had sex?"

Wen Qingyi smiled silently, and stopped asking questions!It was already dawn outside the window, and the two of them would not be able to get together for long.

"Next time, come here earlier."

"En!" Patting him on the shoulder, he bowed his head and kissed his forehead!There was no words for a while, the two just hugged each other tightly.Before leaving, Murong Qingjue specifically told him not to think about it, and to handle everything by himself!Wen Qingyi watched with peace of mind as he moved an inconspicuous mechanism and left behind the bookshelf.Only then did he get up to check, and after making sure he could use it, he called Yunshi to wash himself up.Although his official position is not qualified to go to court, the Ministry of Punishment still wants to go!

Slightly cold in the morning!There was a bleak scene in the punishment department, Wen Qingyi strolled through the corridor, and after turning around inadvertently, her breathing stopped.

The white skirt slid across the ground, and her steps were not in a hurry!Step by step, she walked towards him with the dignity and elegance of a lady.stop!But it was silent.

Wen Qingyi clenched her thin, snow-white palm into a fist, and turned around slowly with a particularly elegant posture.

"Die Che!" He smiled lightly, and the wind passed by, bringing up the dead leaves all over the ground!Wen Qingyi's eyes were also filled with desolation, that person was still as beautiful as a picture scroll, calm and cold.

"Brother Wen" uttered a voice as if choking, she had already faded away from her greenness, and she was as cold as a bright moon and eye-catching.

"Why do you come to these places?" The Ministry of Punishment is filled with a faint breath of death all year round. This place is filled with the ugliest faces and the smell of blood.The beautiful and beautiful Die Che in front of him really shouldn't be here!

"If I don't come here, how can I see Brother Wen?" She smiled lightly, her eyes were crystal clear with endless sadness.

"You can come to my house, or..." He didn't know how to go on!With Su Liuyan around, it was still inconvenient for him to enter the Murong Mansion.

"Brother won't let me see Brother Wen." The simple sentence made Wen Qingyi bow her head and smile, "Why would Die Che think that? Qing Jue, he has never thought of that before."

"Don't you believe it? Or...you don't want to see me either"

Wen Qingyi hid her smile, not daring to look into his eyes.Those penetrating, authentic eyes!

"If you don't speak, I also know the answer." She sighed faintly! "My brother or my mother...what did you do to you?"

"They...did nothing to me"

"Then what happened to Nanfeng's death? I heard that Nanfeng died for you... If Shangguan Hong didn't have my brother and mother's instruction, he would never dare to touch you."

Nanfeng...he lamented in his heart!Looking at the woman in front of her, who inherited her mother's ice-like style, her eyes were burning.

She was looking for an answer, but unfortunately she could never give it to her.

"Die Che...I'm sorry for Nan Feng's death! But this matter has ended with Shangguan Hong's death..."

"You don't want to mention it anymore? Is it fair to hide everything from me?" Her voice was soft like a feather, and she just wanted the truth about everything.As Murong Qingjue became more and more powerful, she knew less and less news.In the end, she is just a girl, and her fate is so drifting... The last thing she wants is the sincerity of the person in front of her.

"How many things are fair in this capital? Why can't you understand that this is a kind of love for you?" His eyes were deep, and there was deep pain in his eyes.How is he going to explain all this?How do you want him to say it?

Before leaving!The desolate and quiet woman walked a long way and still looked back frequently. You remember that she sent her off like this back then, but she turned her head and said to herself: I will see you again if there is a destiny!Today, she is no longer as free and easy as before, and she seems to hear her saying "I only want to win your heart, for the rest of my life, why don't you allow it?"

"Brother Wen, did you have any sincerity towards Die Che? Or... you care more about your brother!"