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Lu Shiqing looked at her white-pinched finger bones, not understanding where her nervousness came from, frowned and said, "What's wrong?"

Yuan Cixian choked up.

She originally didn't want to disturb Shaohe anymore, and she thought about it and never mentioned the secrets between the two. After all, there are too many people in this world who want to know the future. If Shaohe lives for a lifetime, it will easily cause her trouble.

But the current situation is that Xiju may have guessed Shao He's secret and is planning to use her. If Yuan Cixian continues to remain silent, even Lu Shiqing will hide it, it is difficult to guarantee that it will not lead to a greater mistake.

As of now, Shaohe is not as easy to be told by Xiju, but she has indeed accepted too much. After that, the mountains are far away and the water is far away, and the variables are even more unpredictable.

People's hearts are complicated and easy to change, so she dare not gamble.

She looked at Lu Shiqing steadily, and after a long silence, she asked, "Have you ever thought that Shaohe might be a little different from us?"

Lu Shiqing blinked faintly and signaled her to continue.

"Last winter, she sent a secret letter reminding you to be careful when going north on January 1st this year. On the first day of January, I asked her for the jade ring, and she waited for me in the mansion as if she had known in advance." She thought about it and tried to explain it in a method that ordinary people could accept. "You also said that she did not have the opportunity to contact those confidentialities of the court. In this case, is she too predictable?"

Lu Shiqing narrowed his eyes slightly.

Yuan Cixian knew that he probably listened to it. After he thought for a while, he continued: "If she had known the future, all these things could be explained."

Lu Shiqing looked at her sideways, and saw that she looked serious and had no intention of joking, so he silently shook his head and said, "If she had known earlier that the Prince of Nanzhao wanted to ask the saint to marry her, it would be impossible to avoid it."

"Because the future has changed." Yuan Cixian said firmly, "Maybe the future she knows is just the future she once had."

Lu Shiqing pulled the corner of her mouth, as if she still disagreed: "You want to say that she has experienced one life and lived another again, and now, the world has become different from the life she has experienced. Since that's the case, who changed this life? If she was the only insider, why didn't the world develop in a direction that was beneficial to her, but instead asked her to embark on the road of marriage? And you..." He paused, "Why are you so sure about such a strange and incredible thing?"

Lu Shiqing was so smart that he almost got to the point of asking questions one after another. Yuan Cixian suddenly stopped in place.

He looked at her without a moment, as if he wanted to see her through.

She opened her mouth and choked back into her throat in his sharp gaze.

Yuan Cixian swallowed for a moment, lowered her eyes and brewed her emotions again. She looked up and was about to muster up the courage to reveal her dreams to him, but she saw that his expression had returned to normal, and she curled her lips and said, "You can't be the one who changes the world. If you know the future as well as her, can you be deceived by me for a year?"

Yuan Cixian was slightly stunned and hurriedly said, "I am different from her, but I do..."

"Okay." Lu Shiqing interrupted her, "I know what Shaohe is going on. In the Nanzhao, I will find a way to pay attention to it and go to bed."

After saying that, he quickly packed up the case file. For some reason, he even turned off all the candles in the house. He went back to the bed in the dark and lay down quietly without saying anything.

Yuan Cixian's heart suddenly beat very fast.

She felt that he had guessed something, so she deliberately did not give her a chance to speak. He didn't want to hear her say it in person. Her initial approach to him was just to use him to change the future she knew.

Lu Shiqing... What kind of feelings does such a sober and self-supervised person have to make him choose a way to deceive himself?

He lay flat beside her, a foot away from her, without hugging her or holding her hands.

A bed is as far away as the world.

Yuan Cixian suddenly felt uncomfortable in her heart, as if she was blocked by a huge rock of tens of millions of kilograms, and even the breathing became difficult.

After such a long period of depression, she finally couldn't help but leaned against him. Seeing that he seemed to be asleep without any response, she reached out and pulled his sleeve and whispered: "Lu Shiqing, I can't sleep, you hug me..."

Lu Shiqing still did not move.

She waited for a while, afraid that he would be disgusted with her ulterior motives, and did not dare to bother him anymore. She turned her back without saying a word, leaned back on her arm and retreated back into the bed, but suddenly heard the person behind her sigh, and then an arm surrounded her.

Lu Shiqing held her tightly from behind and whispered to her face: "Hold me, go to bed."

Yuan Cixian's nose felt sore, she turned over to face him, reached out and hugged his waist, nodded and said, "You should go to bed too."

*

There was no sound around, Yuan Cixian was confused and thought of Lu Shiqing, afraid that he would not speak, and struggle alone, but also afraid that he would question her, making her feel helpless.

Thinking of this, it was a flash of midnight. Yuan Cixian was finally tired and felt a little sleepy. She fell asleep in a hazy way, but this sleep was not stable, and even the dream was Lu Shiqing.

She returned to Luqiao again. It seemed that it was drizzling, and the raindrops fell on the Lushui River and made a slight sound. She heard faint and mournful crying from the bridge in the dark and wet bluestone bricks, as if a team was slowly approaching Luqiao.

There were not many people in this group. It took a short while to travel from one end of the bridge to the other end, and only a few people sobbed quietly from beginning to end.

Yuan Cixian seemed to know what these movements meant, and was so anxious that she almost broke free from the shackles and ran out.

But she was still trapped in the stone. When they walked away, they calmed down from all sides. When she heard a passing father sighing and sighing, "He was also a rich and powerful person. He said he had nothing to do and he had not enjoyed a few days of blessings. He did evil, he committed evil."

Another father-in-law replied to him: "I'm afraid he's been asked for his life by the wronged soul."

A young man was also talking about it: "Where did the wronged souls come from? So many people died on the day of the palace. It is not impossible for a family member to come and seek revenge."

"But why did I hear that Lu Zhongshu died of illness? It was said that he was stabbed in the chest a few years ago, and then he fell into the root of the disease."

"What if he doesn't matter, he's a murder! But Mrs. Lu is pitiful. Not only does the white-haired man give birth to the black-haired man, the Lu family didn't even leave behind!"

Yuan Cixian became more and more anxious as she heard it. Her heart was about to jump out of her throat, but suddenly she heard someone calling her name, and it seemed like she was trying to pull her out of the abyss.

"Cixian."

When she suddenly opened her eyes, she saw a bright scene on all sides. It was probably early in the morning. Lu Shiqing sat next to the bed, staring at her with frown.

Her head was sweating, her temples were wet, her face was still covered with tears, and her eyes were bloody.

Seeing her awake, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, reached out to touch her cold forehead and asked, "What's wrong?"

She seemed to have completely come to her senses, grabbed his hand that was stretched out, climbed up with him, and crashed into his arms very fiercely, but she didn't say a word after the collision.

Lu Shiqing was slightly stunned, hugged her back, looked down at the heart of her head, and asked again: "What did you dream about?"

Yuan Cixian choked when asked and kept shaking her head.

Lu Shiqing stopped asking, and just hugged her without saying a word, rubbed her shoulders and back with her thumb, and waited for her to feel relieved before she said, "It's Chen Shi, get up and wash, and have some breakfast."

Yuan Cixian seemed to have not heard it, constantly recalling what she heard in her dream, and suddenly looked up and asked him anxiously: "After the doctor showed it to you last time, did he really say it was okay?"

Her voice was hoarse and she had a little nasal voice.

Lu Shiqing didn't know what this sudden question meant, but he guessed a few points after a stagnation: "You said my knife wound?"

She nodded anxiously. Last time she learned the truth, she had carefully looked at his wounds, and later forced him to invite the doctor who treated him last time to treat him. The doctor said that he had recovered well and had not fallen into the root of the disease, so she felt relieved.

Lu Shiqing frowned: "It's really okay." He couldn't help it now and asked her, "What did you dream about?"

Yuan Cixian didn't know how to speak.

How could she tell him that she dreamed that he died, and that there were only a few people who were mourning after his death, and that the people were sarcastic and sarcastic. How could she tell him that the Xuan family’s white-haired man gave him a black-haired man, but in the end he didn’t even hold one of his grandson.

She gritted her teeth tightly, shook her head, climbed onto his shoulder and said, "Come and have a look again?"

Lu Shiqing was really amused and crying, but he quickly calmed down his expression. After a while of silence, he sighed and stroked the tears on her face: "Tell me everything you know. I wanted to say it last night but didn't say it. Now tell me."

Originally, the time was right last night, Yuan Cixian mustered up the courage to speak. Now that she was disrupted by this new dream, her head was like a tweed tangled with twine, and she was really unable to figure it out for a moment.

She frowned, pressed her slightly swollen temple and said, "You ask me to think about where to start."

Seeing her as she described her fatigue, Lu Shiqing couldn't bear to ask her to think about it painfully again, and said, "I'll just ask you and answer it."

She said "yes".

"I thought about it for a long time last night. I think, maybe what you said is true. You, like Shaohe, know something that ordinary people don't know. For example, when you overthrew the Jiang family last time, you could tell the key message of "Lingnan", not occasionally, but also a mystery. Another time ago, you told me that you once had a dream that you died miserably. In the dream, the Bodhisattva told you that there is a husband in Chang'an City. If you can find him as your backer, this dream would not become a bloody reality. These are not empty words."

Yuan Cixian bit her lip, hesitated for a while, nodded, lowered her eyes and said, "It's not just me, but the whole Yuan family has died tragically."

She turned herself into a stone, and told him little by little about the people she heard. From the rebellion of her father and brother, to the tragic death of the Yuan family, to the rehabilitation of the case many years later.

After hearing this, Lu Shiqing tightened his hand behind her waist and asked her: "Who is the one who has been fighting against the Yuan family? What have I been doing over the years?"

Yuan Cixian shook her head: "I don't know."

"Then why do you know that the husband is me and should I find me as my backer?"

She explained that he initiated the palace revolution, forcing the saint to abdicate and assisted the thirteenth prince in ascending the throne.

When Lu Shiqing heard this, his face changed slightly, and he was silent for a while, and asked as calm as possible: "This is what you said once, dreaming that I became a high-ranking official?"

Yuan Cixian didn't expect that he would remember her jokes so clearly, and nodded and said, "They called you Lu Zhongshu, and that must be the Zhongshu Ling. Once the prime minister and the emperor's army."

Lu Shiqing frowned: "Where is the Sixth Prince? Your always hostility towards him is because he failed to ascend the throne in the end?"

She shook her head. When she just described the case of the Yuan family, she did not talk about Zheng Zhuo. She was afraid that Lu Shiqing would be unacceptable for a while, so she wanted him to slow down first and finally mention this. Now she had to answer: "It's because someone said that I used to be the fiancée of Your Highness Six, but later, my father and brother died under his knife."

Lu Shiqing really choked up, and then came to his senses after he calmed down, but he did not immediately make a conclusion and continued to ask: "After the Thirteenth Highness ascended the throne, will he be whereabouts?"

Yuan Cixian frowned: "The message is so vague. I only vaguely judged that his death was after me, before His Thirteenth Highness ascended the throne. Someone said..." She was a little difficult to speak out when she talked about it, and she paused.

But Lu Shiqing seemed to have guessed: "They said, I killed it?"

She nodded: "It's roughly what it means. They said that you defeated several princes in the court over the years. Maybe the sixth prince suddenly died suddenly, and it would have nothing to do with you."

After she said that, she frowned, fearing that this matter would be really disgusting, so she added: "But everything I dreamed of was what I heard, and most of them were casual discussions by people without political minds, so major events are credible, but the details may not be true."

"I know." Lu Shiqing frowned and said, "I will make a judgment."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a knock on the door outside. It was Cao An who said that Cai He had made progress and he wanted to repay him.

He silently, let go of Yuan Cixian and said, "I'll go out first, you can get up and eat something."

Zhao Yuan Cixian's temperament naturally told him to leave quickly, but now he woke up from a nightmare and felt a little embarrassed, pulling his sleeves and not letting go.

Lu Shiqing looked down and said helplessly: "Don't worry, your backer can't be ruined for the time being."

She felt even more uncomfortable when she heard this, and her two snow-white arms hung around his neck: "It's not for the time being, and you can't fall down in the future."

Lu Shiqing nodded: "I won't fall in the future."

She said "um" and stared at him for a while, saying seriously: "Lu Shiqing, if I were given a chance to go back a year ago now, I swear that I would have treated you sincerely from the beginning, but I may not be so good at it again, so from now on, I will be your backer, so will you feel more comfortable?"

Lu Shiqing sneered. He was already quite comfortable. There were so many powerful people in the capital, so she chose to use him. This was his ability and he was happy.

But he didn't really want to give up this opportunity to be repaid by her, so he said, "I don't need a backer, let's change the same."

"Then what do you want?"

He lowered his eyes and smiled at her.

He wants many hills.
Chapter completed!