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Chapter 364 The dream, is it related to the previous life?

The picture jumped again and returned to the tall and magnificent palace before.

Feng Qingyu walked into the palace and saw a woman holding a wine pot in her hand, pouring wine into her mouth one by one, day after day, year after year...

The person you love is dead, and she is already in a state of desolation.

Feng Qingyu kept standing beside her, watching her live a life of drunkenness and dreams every day.

One day, a group of people came, but Feng Qingyu didn't understand what those people said to the woman.

She put down the wine pot in her hand and left the hall with the people.

...

Feng Qingyu originally wanted to go and have a look, but in a trance I heard someone calling her.

"Qinger, you've been sleeping for a month and it's time to wake up."

Ye Jinghan held Feng Qingyu's hand tightly in his big palm, and his deep eyes looked at Feng Qingyu on the bed without blinking, with deep worries in his eyes.

"I brought you Beimo without your consent. I wonder if you would blame me?"

"Qing'er, can you wake up? When you wake up, I will take you to see the sunrise and sunset in the northern desert, and the grass grows and the birds fly."

"Two days will be your birthday. If you don't wake up, you will miss it."

On the wide bed, Feng Qingyu, who had been lying quietly for a month, frowned slightly.

Although the movement was subtle, Ye Jinghan, who was focusing on her, was still noticed.

He immediately called out, "Nan Cliff!"

Nanya, who was ordered by Ye Jinghan to stand by at any time, pushed the door and entered, immediately came to Feng Qingyu's bed, and directly turned into thin threads of thin silk with her spiritual power and clung to her wrist.

After a moment, he used his spiritual power to hang silk into Feng Qingyu's several acupoints, trying to awaken her in one fell swoop.

Not long after, Feng Qingyu's eyelashes trembled and he opened his eyes slightly.

Seeing this, Nanya breathed a sigh of relief.

"You are awake. If you don't wake up, I will have no freedom in life." He said half-jokingly.

Feng Qingyu on the bed nodded slightly.

"Thank you!"

"You are welcome." Nanya smiled faintly, "Your injuries have been fully recovered. Now that I wake up, my mission has been completed, so I won't bother you."

After saying that, he nodded slightly at Ye Jinghan and then left the room.

From beginning to end, Ye Jinghan's eyes did not move away from Feng Qingyu's body.

He helped Feng Qingyu up from the bed and asked warmly, "But what else is there to feel uncomfortable?"

Feng Qingyu shook her head slightly: "Everything is fine."

If the dreams I had before were real, it must have been a matter in my previous life.

Although what she saw and heard in the dream was not comprehensive, she knew that in the previous life, she must have let Ye Jinghan down.

Suddenly I didn't know how to face him.

If he knows that he killed him in his previous life, would he not want to do so?

"What are you thinking?"

Seeing Feng Qingyu being stunned, Ye Jinghan couldn't help asking.

Looking at Ye Jinghan's handsome and beautiful face and like a banished immortal in the world, Feng Qingyu felt a little guilty in his heart.

"A Jing, if..."

Feng Qingyu wanted to speak but stopped, then looked at him seriously.

"I mean, if one day you die in my hands, will you hate me?"

Ye Jinghan was stunned at first, as if he didn't expect Feng Qingyu to ask such a question, and then reached out and touched her head.

"How could you kill me?"

Feng Qingyu's eyes were as bright as the bright moon, as if they were eager for an answer.

"What if?"

After hearing this, Ye Jinghan suddenly became serious.

He was silent for a moment before finally saying, "You are not a bloodthirsty person. If there was a day when I really had to be something that I did to you, what's wrong with death?"

"Don't you hate me?" Feng Qingyu asked again.

Ye Jinghan shook his head slightly and said in a low voice: "Since it is my fault, what qualifications do you have to hate you?"

After hearing Ye Jinghan's answer, Feng Qingyu's mood became heavier.

It turns out that he is favored without fear.

Perhaps A Jing treated her so well in her previous life, which led to her stupidity and conceit, and ended up being alone.

When Ye Jinghan saw Feng Qingyu fall into deep thought again, he held her hand slightly tightened.

"Okay, don't think too much."

He gently placed Feng Qingyu's hand on the edge of the bed, poured a glass of water from the table beside him and handed it to Feng Qingyu's hand.

"Let's drink some water first. I just told someone to prepare some easy-to-digestible meals. I think it will be delivered soon."

Feng Qingyu nodded, picked up the water cup in his hand and drank it all, and then began to look at the room he was in.

It is more like a bedroom than a house.

The house must be at least four meters high. Although the furnishings of the whole house are monotonous and mainly dark, they are magnificent and grand.

"Isn't this Piaomiao Sect?"

Ye Jinghan took the water cup from Feng Qingyu's hand and placed it on the cabinet at the bedside.

"At that time, I saw you unconscious, I brought you directly to Beimo to find Nanjian."

After hearing this, Feng Qingyu got up from the bed, wandered around the room for a while, and reached out and opened the door in front of her.

I originally thought that the northern desert was not green, but the courtyard was full of green. In the huge courtyard, there were towering trees and towering grass, and rockery pools.

The beautiful pine tree in the middle of the grass on the left looks at least a hundred years old.

Although it is not decorated with flowers and plants, it is extremely simple and can be called a kind of exquisiteness.

Feng Qingyu took a deep breath, lay down for a month, dreaming for a month in a daze, and now he saw the green in front of him, and he felt very comfortable.

After looking around for a week, there was not even a servant in the yard.

Feng Qingyu couldn't help but look back at Ye Jinghan curiously.

"Do you don't need anyone to serve on weekdays?"

Ye Jinghan shook his head.

“Not used to it.”

He said, sitting down at the table.

"I was not used to serving people in Qingyang City before, and then I went to Beimo and did not release people in the yard."

"But now you are here with me, you must not be as good as before. I will arrange a few smart maids to come in at that time."

Feng Qingyu immediately shook his head when he heard this.

"No need, I'm not used to serving people."

She came to Ye Jinghan and sat down, suddenly thought of something, and looked down at the clean clothes on her body.

"Then my clothes..."

"I changed it." Before Feng Qingyu finished speaking, Ye Jinghan said immediately.

After hearing his words, even Feng Qingyu, who was calm, could not help but blush and beating his heart.

Ye Jinghan looked at her embarrassed look and immediately laughed out loud.

"Don't worry, before getting married, you will be ruined. I will not do anything to you. The clothes on your body were changed by my mother."

Feng Qingyu was a little surprised.

"The concubine changed it for me personally?"
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