She talked to him about Nanyuan, and she asked him about the past...

Qi Zhen's eyes faded, and his eyes were full of light and he looked into Linglong's eyes.

Linglong's eyes were full of bright red at this moment, and her eyes were filled with sadness. She cried very aggrievedly.

Qi Zhen raised his hand and stroked her eyebrows and tried to force his voice to calm down. He asked her: "Linglong, do you remember Nanyuan? Should you remember me too?"

He asked her this, his voice was pious and eager, and he looked forward to the person in front of him and remembered himself seriously.

But Linglong raised her eyes along his fingertips, but she didn't understand what the emotions in his eyes were.

She just looked at him, listened to his question in her ears, and replied subconsciously: "Remember."

When Qi Zhen heard her answer "Remember", his eyes flashed brightly, and it was dazzling.

But the next moment, the colorful light suddenly stagnated, and his eyes looked slightly deeper into Linglong's eyes.

Qi Zhen thought, Linglong was drunk and confused at this moment, so do she really remember what she said now?

Or, the "remember" she said was just a casual answer after getting drunk.

Qi Zhen's throat moved slightly, and he carefully described his delicate eyebrows and eyes. He asked her again: "Since I remember, then tell me, do you still remember the day of your and my wedding?"

The wedding day?

Qi Zhen's voice fell into his ears, and the memory in Linglong's mind was mixed.

After a while, it was the cold wedding night in Nanyuan in my dream.

That night, the dragon and phoenix candle was hopelessly lit until dawn, and she never waited for her husband to drink wine with her.

After a while, there was another bloody color in the rain.

The smell of blood seemed to be still spreading between the breath, and Linglong's heart couldn't help but feel pain.

The two memories are constantly intertwined, and Linglong is suffering from a headache.

She couldn't sort out the chaotic memory, and held the sleeves of the person in front of her, tears kept flowing,

Calling "Husband..."

Qi Zhen never waited for her to answer, but looking at the person in front of him crying, the answers he insisted on asking suddenly stopped being persistent.

Linglong felt really uncomfortable and kept yelling about a headache, and pulled Qi Zhen's hand to his forehead.

Qi Zhen sighed softly, raised his hand and pressed the acupoints on her forehead.

The force on his hand was neither heavy nor slow, just right. I don’t know how long it took, but the man in his arms finally fell asleep quietly.

Qi Zhen's wrist was slightly sore, he left Linglong's acupoints, and gently tucked her hair behind her ears with her fingertips.

Although the little girl is noisy, she still feels so painful when she is asleep.

Qi Zhen smiled with his eyebrows and eyes, and there was a rare feeling of genuine gentleness in his eyes.

He put Linglong down from his arms and raised his hand to cover her with a quilt. But as soon as he got together, Linglong, who was sleeping, pulled his belt.

Qi Zhen had no choice but to lower his eyes and coax her to let go and sleep.

His words fell into Linglong's ears in his sleep. Linglong was reluctant, but still held his belt, murmured and refused to let him go.

Her murmurs fell into her ears, and Qi Zhen was stunned and could not even remember clearly how long Linglong hadn't relied on him like this.

It seems that since she was called out, she will never be like this again.

Shen Linglong, who was dependent on him in his heart, was unwilling to leave him, and had not seen him for a long time, so that Qi Zhen was reluctant to pull the belt off her hand.

Just as he was hesitating, the door of the inner room was gently pushed open.

The secret guard and the maid stepped in gently. When they came in, they saw Linglong sleeping on the couch with red face, holding Qi Zhen in her hand.

The maid and the secret guard were shocked at first, wondering when Qi Zhen came, so he hurriedly asked for a salute.

After the secret guard saluted, he reacted first and said, "It's good that the master is here. The girl wakes up tomorrow. If she sees the master waiting by her, she will definitely be happy."

Yes, since she was looking forward to him, she might be happy when she saw him tomorrow.

She is so drunk today that she needs some care.

Qi Zhen's eyes fell on Linglong's sleeping face, and pursed his lips and ordered the guard to secretly say, "Get back and wait, I'll be here today."

The maid and the secret guard both breathed a sigh of relief and stepped down upon hearing this.

Only Linglong and Qi Zhen were left in the inner room.

The heater in the room crackled, and the breathing sounds after Lingqing's sleep sounded evenly.

Qi Zhen raised his hand to put out the candlelight in the inner room, and slept beside Linglong through the quilt and clothes.

Qi Zhen, who had never been able to sleep easily at night, somehow fell asleep tonight.

At midnight, the crackling sound of the stove was particularly clear in the quiet night.

Qi Zhen has always been unable to withstand heat, and even sleeping outside the quilt with his clothes, he was also hot all over by the heat of the stove.

He forced himself to endure the heat in the stove and fell asleep, and soon he entered his dream.

And Linglong in the quilt was trembling coldly.

Her thin middle clothes were wet with cold sweat and her whole body was chilled.

When it is warm and cold, it is most likely to cause wind, cold and fever.

Piansheng Linglong drank so much wine in the evening and lay on the cold bricks for a while. Her body was not very healthy, so she could not bear these things, so she would naturally get infected with the cold.

At midnight, I got high fever due to wind and cold, and my whole body was covered with cold.

Linglong felt cold all over her body, she was dazed to remove her clothes that were wet by cold sweat, and she came out of the quilt, looking for the source of heat.

When he raised his hand and touched Qi Zhen, who was full of warmth, he felt as if he was next to the hot furnace. When he was drowsy, he unconsciously lie on him.

Qi Zhen has not had a good sleep for half a month and has slept very heavily tonight.

He had a dream, which was on a certain day of Shangyuan in Nanyuan.

The stove was burned at night, which made him feel uncomfortable all over. The little girl was still making noises and kept rushing into his arms, making him even more hot.

When Linglong lay on him, Qi Zhen woke up from his sleep and opened his eyes in a daze.

Her hair was scattered with delicate hair, and she kept humming and cold, as if it was many years ago.

He raised his eyes and looked at the person in front of him, as if he was in a dream in Nanyuan, so he subconsciously raised his hand and took the person into his arms.

The crackling sound of the stove became clearer, and a few moments later, the husband's belt fell to the ground.

The girl's trembling voice evoked all the unspeakable greed that Qi Zhen suppressed in her heart, and wanted to rub the person in front of her into her bones and blood.

I don’t know how many hours have passed, and the charcoal fire in the furnace has burned out.

Linglong cried and his voice hoarsely, murmured in Qi Zhen's ears, and couldn't help but shout his name.

Her voice was pitiful and moving, her eyebrows and eyes were full of bright charm, and she was so confusing that she was the most desolate look of Qi Zhen.

The person in front of me was clearly his favorite look at this moment, but the name he called out when he cried and begged was not him.

Linglong called "Li Mu" in his arms.

This name and name of someone else broke all the clouds and rains in front of Qi Zhen.
Chapter completed!