The strange woman who plays power: the fourth lady who plays power

"No!" Cui Moyao hissed, waking up from his sleep, his brow covered with sweat. 【26nbsp;】He often dreamed that Yaxuan was crying these days, accusing him of crimes.Could it be... something happened to her?

Han Gao and the people sent out couldn't find Yaxuan, even Yangming Villa asked, but she didn't go back.

It's a joke to spread the word, he, Cui Moyao, couldn't find a little weak woman.If he couldn't find her again, he would have to retrain his men.

He really didn't know what she wanted, gold, silver, jewels, silk and satin, she didn't have to give up all of them, status, status, and arrogance, she dismissed them, but she never said what she wanted.

He gave her everything, but he didn't give her love!Love, although it is just a word, is too heavy.

The ridiculous thing is that she has snatched his love and affection from him, and she doesn't even allow him to have room to breathe. He only has her in his heart, and he has no idea what is in her heart.

Woman, he really doesn't understand.

well!He sighed heavily, confused.

He admitted that at the beginning he didn't like her, and he didn't want to worry about a woman, but now, he didn't even have the right to say he didn't like her, because his heart had been stolen.

He recalled the scene of that day again, she was determined to leave him, but what could he do, could he really tie her up with a rope, cry and beg her not to leave?

Xuan'er, where are you?As long as you are willing to come back, I will listen to you in the future.Cui Moyao yelled these words in his heart no less than a hundred times, but God still didn't take pity on him.

He put on a coat and went to the window. It was still dark and the surrounding area was still dark.

Recently, he has been unable to fall asleep, and finally fell asleep, and the dream was full of sad scenes.Why didn't he know how to treat her well when she was here?

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The sky was groggy, and the imperial garden was filled with a thick fog, as if in a dream.

Cui Yingyan came here again unknowingly, and his head was in a daze in the thick fog.

On the surface of the densely filled lake, the cold plum exudes a faint fragrance, and a graceful figure stands by the lake, her pink clothes are gently blown by the wind, like a fairy coming down to earth.The beautiful scenery of the imperial garden was overshadowed by her.

Which palace?Deja vu, but can't remember.

Cui Yingyan stepped forward, and saw the woman's willow eyebrows frowning slightly, under the long eyelashes, the big eyes were full of melancholy, like a fairy in trouble.

She just stared at the lake in a daze, as if the whole world had nothing to do with her.She just stood there quietly for an unknown how long, but she seemed to want to keep standing like this.

"Who are you?" Cui Yingyan stepped forward and asked.

The beauty didn't seem to hear his words, she walked lightly towards the small bridge with lotus steps.She moved her steps, the skirt on her body spread out, and her gestures were as graceful as the spring breeze blowing willows.

Cui Yingyan hastily chased after her.

He didn't know where he went. In his memory, he seemed to have been here before. It was a beautiful house with a few simple things inside, all pink, and it was cleaned spotlessly. It could be seen that the owner of this place must be an elegant man. Demure, gentle and beautiful woman.

Behind the room was a screen. He couldn't see anyone, so he knocked on the door: "Is anyone there?"

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