Chapter 950: Who Does "The Unborn and Not Dead" Refer to? Why?
"That...... In fact, I have an uncle at home, who will come to Beijing in the near future, and he has always been the most important thing about my life, if I know that I am still single, I am afraid that I will continue to worry about this matter, so I would like to ask you to do me a favor......"
"What's the busy?"
"Pretend to be my fiancΓ©e." Master Pei said, his tone extremely serious.
It's as if this is a hundred thousand things that are waiting to help.
Xing'er looked up at him, then smiled, "Okay." β
With a soft smile in his eyes, Master Pei said thank you to her, "Miss Xing'er is really understanding. β
"You're the first person to say that about me...... Nerds! Xing'er took the sachet and turned back with a smile.
In the middle of March, it rained heavily for three days in a row, and the air was wet and cold.
After nightfall, the cold wind is even more human.
After sending off the palace people, Feng Jiuge stood by the bed, the rain stopped, and the wind was cold.
She took out the piece of paper left by Mr. Shu in the Xianling Temple that day and read it again.
In fact, I have long memorized it.
However, the heart is like a mystery.
The second line of words: The unborn are not dead, and the undead are not alive
It's in one line, and I think it's the same person in both sentences.
But who are the people who meet such complex conditions?
She thought, it's Lianhua.
However, if Lianhua is immortal, where is it?
If Lianhua is not born, then how can it be resurrected?
In the past few days, she has been thinking about it, and she always feels that there are mysteries and mysteries everywhere.
If she had the chance, she would also like to meet the powerful Mr. Tree for a while.
Fold the small piece of paper, and she gathered it to burn in front of the candle flame next to her, and finally turned into ashes and landed in the candle tray beside her.
At this time, I heard the voice of the palace maid outside, "Niangniang, Your Majesty is here." β
Yu Wenye......
Feng Jiu Ge stepped forward and opened the window on the side.
A cold wind is blowing.
Only in this way can the smell of freshly burned paper be blown away.
After a while, the doors of the temple were opened and shut.
It was windy tonight, and there was nothing strange about her guarding the temple gates.
However, he walked in and saw her standing in front of the window.
"Isn't it cold?" He stepped forward, reached out to close the window, and turned his head to look at her.
She didn't speak, her pink lips were slightly hooked on her beautiful face, and she smiled softly at him, "Open the window to breathe." β
"It's cold today."
It's the middle of March, and it should have been warm, but with the recent rainstorms and the cold weather, she is cold again......
He held her hand, originally wanting to warm her, but found that her hand was not as cold as before, but with a sense of warmth, "Jiu'er, why are your hands so warm?" I remember holding your hand before, and your hand was always a little cold. β
And she had just stood in front of the window blowing the wind again......
She slowly withdrew her hand and said with a smile: "When I was in the north before, Senior Brother was in order to condition his body, and he hoped that the new prescription was better. β
"I see." Yu Wenye smiled and glanced at her somewhat thin clothes, "Isn't it really cold to wear so little and stand and blow the wind?" β
"It's a little ......," she said, but her eyes flickered a little, but fortunately she didn't see it when she lowered her eyes in time.
Yu Wenye didn't say anything, raised his hand and touched her face, but he didn't see the cold, so he was relieved. Holding her hand and walking forward, he caught a glimpse of the candlestick out of the corner of his eye, "What did you just burn?" β
In fact, at a glance, it can be concluded that it is the ashes left over from the burning of the paper. 2k reading web