Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 1304 What's the trouble in the middle of the night

You Qi was right, she was imprisoned in the firewood room because she changed his prescription in private.

But it was because of her prescription that his illness was cured very quickly.

Just because of Qin Moxue's complaint, she was angered by the emperor for no reason, and she was imprisoned in the woodshed of Piaoxueyuan, which is already very wronged.

Qin Moxue turned black and white in front of the emperor to harm her.

He was in the palace for several days, so she couldn't help thinking wildly.

Xuanyuanchen wondered if the girl's reaction to Qin Moxue's mention was due to jealousy?

Thinking of this episode, while picking up the paintings on the ground, the corners of his mouth twitched several times.

"Silly girl, it's time to give you a name."

Xuanyuanchen stood on the bedside with the stack of paintings in his hands, stared at them tenderly for a long while, then sat down on the chair, spread out the paintings, and held up the Ye Mingzhu to read one by one.

Looking at one painting after another, he understood the little girl's inexplicable anger more and more.

Because just looking at the scene in the painting, an unknown fire in her heart burst out slowly.

In these paintings, besides him, there is an extra handsome man.

Sometimes not only does he not appear in the picture, but it is full of pictures of that girl and that beautiful boy together.

That man is not as cold as he is in the painting, like a bright moon in the night sky, when he looks at her, there is always a slight smile on his face.

Under the lotus pavilion on a moonlit night, she is playing the flute, and he is playing the piano, what a seductive picture.

In the sky full of red maple leaves, she stood beside him with bare feet. He stretched out his slender hands to gently wrap her hair, took off the colorful belt that tied the sachet, and tied her hair.

The picture is breathtakingly beautiful.

The him in the painting, the self hiding in the maple forest and watching this scene, must be as sad as she is tonight!

What made him even more unacceptable was that the man was lying on the ground as if drowning, and the girl was riding on him, trying to breathe into his mouth.

Although every time she gets close to that man, she will be taken away by him in the painting like a kitten.

I also know that the girl in the painting is not his little bowl.

But the scenes in these paintings inexplicably made him feel sad, and stimulated his mind to flash one after another. When he tried to catch it, it was blank and he couldn't think of anything.

Especially when I saw a painting of a snowy day, the man carried the girl in the painting on his back, walking in the snow with deep feet and shallow feet, his eyes were full of tenderness.

Suddenly, Xuanyuanchen felt a pain in his heart, and he covered it for a long time, until the feeling of pain in his soul slowly disappeared.

A strong sense of jealousy made him take another look at the painting, and he almost suffocated. He jumped onto the firewood stack and jumped out of the hanging window.

You Qi saw Xuanyuan Chen going down the escalator, and asked with concern: "Master, have you coaxed Miss Yan'er?"

"She's asleep!"

It was dark behind the firewood room, Xuanyuanchen's face could not be seen clearly, You Qi only heard his unquestionable orders.

"Go to Steward Li and get the key to the firewood room, open the door, and bring in a qin and a flute."

What kind of trouble is this in the middle of the night?
But the master's voice was a little cold, and You Qi didn't dare to talk too much, so he went to housekeeper Li overnight to prepare.

Mo Xiaowan woke up from his sleep when he heard the sound of the firewood lock.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I thought I was dreaming, because the firewood door was brightly lit.

The door of the firewood room was opened from the outside, butler Li stood at the door holding a lantern, and You Qi brought in a piano, and then the two of them closed the door and retreated cleanly.

The lights in the room had already been lit, and Xuanyuanchen stood under the light holding a flute, looking at her with complicated eyes.

　Be good, don't rush the plot, restoring the memory requires an opportunity and pays attention to a natural process. In fact, if you are more careful, you can find some clues.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)