Chapter 135 Dreaming of the Past Life, Meeting You

His attitude turned cold all of a sudden, causing Shen Yongzhi to narrow his eyes.

Looking at the back of him leaving, he twisted his beard, remembering what Qing'er said, so he had to bear it for a while.

When he returned to Zehui Garden, Su Anan hurriedly helped him sit down and asked nervously, "Do you want to take some cough medicine?"

Just now, Shen Juncheng was very similar on the main hall, and Du Maoming said before that he was not in good health and should not be emotional, Su Anan was still very worried.

Shen Juncheng originally wanted to explain that it was nothing, but he swallowed her concern inexplicably, and said, "It's alright, it's an old problem, pour me a glass of Qiu Li water."

Su Anan hurriedly poured a glass and handed it over.

He took it and said, "Let's pack up, we'll go to the palace tomorrow to stay for a while."

It was really inconvenient to be in the Hou Mansion, and only when he went out would it be convenient for him to change his identity.

Su Anan responded and asked, "How long will we live?"

Shen Juncheng said, "One month."

He has a backlog of things to deal with.

Su Anan got up and went to pack up.

Shen Juncheng went to Run Dexuan.

At dinner time, the ointment sent by the third aunt arrived. It was considered a good medicine, but it was not as good as the one prepared by Shen Juncheng.

He lightly instructed Yueluo, put it away, and use his.

Su Anan opened it and smelled it. There was a faint floral fragrance. After taking a bath in the evening, she picked a little bit and rubbed it on her face, and the pain was relieved immediately.

Cool, but quite comfortable.

She looked at Shen Juncheng in surprise, and remembered that Liang Mingyu would use poison at a young age, thinking to herself, shouldn't Liang Mingyu give it to him?

Shaking his head, he got rid of the extra thoughts, turned off the lights and climbed into the bed.

The room suddenly fell into darkness.

Su Anan climbed inside as usual, without touching him, with her back to him, her thoughts were empty.

For a long while, there was only quiet breathing in the room. Su Anan guessed that he should be asleep, and couldn't help turning over.

It was dark inside, so I couldn't see him clearly, but I could feel that he was sleeping well, upright, and didn't roll up the quilt.

She sighed slightly and rolled over again.

Suddenly, a voice came from behind, "Can't sleep because of the pain?"

Su Anan was stunned for a moment, before she realized it, and hurriedly said, "No, your ointment works very well. I think the swelling will go away tomorrow."

Shen Juncheng pinched his eyebrows and asked, "What are you doing over and over again?"

Not only tossing and turning, but also staring at him recklessly, when he can't feel it.

Su Anan hugged the quilt and whispered, "Sorry, I disturbed you."

Shen Juncheng closed his eyes and asked, "Anything on your mind?"

Su Anan paused, feeling that his tone seemed to have a hint of concern.

After hesitating, she said, "Will you blame me today?"

Because of her, there was a rift between him and the Liu family so quickly.

Shen Juncheng said, "It's your fault. It's a disguise, after all, it's a disguise. It can be broken with a gentle tear. It has nothing to do with you."

Su Anan pursed her lips, "Will that disrupt your original plan?"

Although he never said anything, Su Anan felt that he had a plan to be so arrogant and unhurried.

Shen Juncheng glanced at her and replied, "No."

Su Anan was stunned for a moment, but he admitted it.

That sentence just now was considered a test that was more than enough. I thought he would ask something that shouldn't be asked, but unexpectedly, he admitted it.

Does this mean that his trust in her has risen again?

She hugged the quilt, looked at his side face and said nothing.

Liu Shi's slap was indeed unexpected. She could have told Cuiyan not to say anything, that big things should be reduced to small things.

But inexplicably, she saved some thoughts and wanted him to know.

Let him know that he is with him, and his position is not easy, and he wants to win a little guilt from him on the side, so as to bless her.

But he never thought that he was so aggressive, that he gathered the whole family, and even forced Shen Yong to slap Liu Shi, and even took away her right to be the master and the central feeder.

She actually thought at first that he could comfort him, or ask herself to be careful, what kind of reaction.

As a result, it was a bit unexpected for her.

Seeing her, Shen Juncheng stared straight at him with his eyes open, and coughed, "Don't think too much, go to sleep, and go to Wang Fei's grandma's house tomorrow."

At the princess's grandmother's house, she will be much more at ease, and she doesn't have to be tempted with him like now.

Su Anan snorted, but he didn't look back, he couldn't see it anyway.

Shen Juncheng: "..."

He had to turn himself over and face her.

Inexplicably, being stared at by her holding the quilt like this, he was a little... unable to sleep.

Only then did Su Anan turn over and turn her back to him. She thought about it a lot, including the ending of his previous life. She sighed indistinctly, and finally fell asleep in a daze.

This sleep, she dreamed.

Dreaming of a past life.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, it is the end of the hour, the Qingyu Building is still very lively, and the silk and bamboo string music in the front yard faintly drifts into the back alley.

The back alley is called the alley, but it is very big. There are many trees planted in the courtyard. The moonlight scatters, and the mottled tree shadows fall.

Su Anan couldn't sleep because of the noise from the front yard, so she got up and went to the back alley to get some air.

As soon as she arrived at her former residence, suddenly a lingering flute sound came over.

The tone was sad and tactful, but it seemed to have a hint of lightness, mixed flavors, and indescribable feeling, but it made her fall in love as soon as she heard it.

She looked for the source of the sound.

Suddenly, I saw the figure of that man...

With his back against the tree, he was casual, holding a pure white jade flute in his hand.

Hearing the movement, he stopped playing, and with a turn of his two fingers, the jade flute was easily pulled into his waist, and the movement was fluent and beautiful.

He turned his head and glanced at her lightly.

Su Anan was stunned in place, and his eyes fell on his eyes.

Those eyes, the color of the eyes is very light, the light makes people feel cold and thin, and the subconscious is a little confused.

But it is undeniable that those eyes are actually very beautiful...

Like silver-gray amber, falling into a clear lake, clear, transparent, and breathtakingly beautiful...

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When I woke up, the sky was slightly brighter, and the blue light shone brightly, illuminating the room hazy.

She blinked, her eyes were a little empty, and she seemed to be immersed in a dream, feeling in a trance.

I haven't dreamed of my past life for a long time, but I didn't expect that I actually dreamed of him.

Someone who doesn't even know his name.

A short-lived person who is not as good as a passer-by.

She smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly, rubbed her drowsy head, and sat up.

Shen Juncheng still got up a little earlier than her, and just came out of the ear room at this moment.

Still wearing white.

Su Anan glanced at it, and his eyes couldn't help but pop into his mind.

Like, really like.

However, the appearance is different...

Shaking his head, he felt that he was suffering from sleep hysteria, got up and started changing.

Yueluo Cuiyan also came in with a basin and waited on the masters to wash.

After finishing packing, she skillfully went to the wardrobe, helped him pick out a set of clothes, and took the initiative to help him change.

When the girdle was buckled, she approached slightly, and when Shen Juncheng lowered his head, he saw her fan-like eyelashes, blinking gently.

It's almost the end of the month, ask for a monthly ticket~