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Chapter 124: Dawn at the End of Night (Part 1)

"That singer sang pretty well, but I don't know what her name is." Feiyun talked enthusiastically for a while, and couldn't wait to boil the water, so she took a sip of cold tea.

Shen Yuan asked curiously: "Tell me, what does she look like? Let's go out and identify her tomorrow."

"Well, let me think about it..." Feiyun was asked, holding the tea cup blankly, and after thinking for a long time, he said: "It seems, it looks pretty good."

"Pfft..." Feiyue guarded the small stove, covered her mouth and laughed out loud. Shen Yuan also wanted to laugh, but his stomach hurt when he moved, so he had to try hard to endure it, and his eyes turned into crescent moons again.

Feeling the embarrassment in her words, Feiyun put down her teacup sheepishly, stretched out her hand to cover her face, and laughed along with her. Her lady let go of her hand and pushed the tortoise shell to the other side, and the cat shrank back with a cry. He fell into Feiyun's arms, rubbed his body, and narrowed his eyes in contentment.

The fire crackled, the tea in the pot gurgled and rolled away, the crimson moon tilted the pot down, and the rich aroma of tea and water vapor jumped out together.

"Here, drink something hot and continue talking." Three cups of hot tea were put on the table, and Feiyue also returned to the couch to cuddle up. The little episode about the singer came to an end, Feiyun drank tea to moisten her throat, and continued Tell a story full of stories.

Shen Yuan is a quiet person, and she has been taking medicine all year round, so there are rarely such lively moments in her room. The happy time passed quickly, and she felt sleepy first, and started to yawn again and again. The two maids slept well and saw that Xiang immediately helped her change clothes, wash up, make the bed and clean her, and watch her sleep.

The cat also dozed off and was carried to the next room. It was the night of the Feiyue, so he simply cleaned up and came back, directly accompanying him on the soft couch.

The singer Feiyun saw was not tall, with a small pointed chin, but big eyes, raised at the end, with heavy eyelashes. Her skin was as fair as all the singers in the pavilion. It was not difficult to find a light brown star on the left side of her nose. The mole on her face was the highlight of her appearance. She seemed to know some dancing skills. She pinched her orchid fingers in front of Xuxu and twisted her waist as she sang. Not to mention how well she danced, she only relied on the warmth of her mouth. The soft singing voice and the flowing eyes have taken away some of the blue eyes.

Lengxiang Pavilion did not sing and sing all night long. Not long after the excitement in Shen Yuan's room ended, the singing and dancing in the hall slowly came to an end, until the last guest left, the door was locked, and only a string of lanterns remained. In the courtyard, the joyous sounds of the day were suspended in the dark night.

Feiyun hugged the tortoiseshell cat and slept together. This cat has always been lazy, but in winter it became more and more sleepy, and there was no movement all night. The room of the little pavilion owner next door was not lively, and the tiny noises could not be suppressed. Finally breaking through his lips and teeth, he woke up the maid who was sleeping lightly on the couch.

"Hiss... Feiyue..."

Waking up in pain from his sleep, Shen Yuan had not had such an experience for a long time.

Feiyue stayed with her all the time, drank hot soup, and ran to the stove to boil brown sugar water. Both of them couldn't sleep well. I don't know why, but none of this worked. At about three o'clock in the morning, Shen Yuan was really She became uncomfortable, and her face turned pale with pain. She huddled up in the quilt, holding her belly and bursting into tears.

"Forget it... I won't sleep, I won't sleep." Feiyue wanted to invite the doctor, but Shen Yuan stopped her, "At what time is this doctor willing to come out? Light the lamp and give me my book Bring it here."

"But..." Feiyue hesitated, still wanting to turn around and go out. Unable to resist, Shen Yuan was very determined and stopped her in a few words. "Then, okay. Girl, please bear with me. I'll make some cinnamon tea." Fei Yue turned on the lamp and waited for Shen Yuan to put on his clothes and get out of bed. She muttered casually: "It would be great if Mr. Gu is still in Mojing. If the girl wants to invite him, he will definitely come."

"Oh...really?" Shen Yuan had just put his finger on the title page of the book. He was stunned at Feiyue's words, and looked back blankly, just as their eyes met. She immediately lowered her head and let herself concentrate on looking at Yin Hongdenghua: "What are you talking about? Go about your business." Her voice was very soft, and her fingertips were rubbing the pages of the book very lightly. Feiyue quickly changed her clothes, rolled up her sleeves and went out.

Shen Yuan stayed alone in the room, and the surroundings were quiet. The only sounds that could be heard were the rustling of pages being turned, and the occasional crackling of charcoal in the stove. Except when she went out to the city to go to the city for incense, she had never gotten up so early before, and she was so far away from the sky. It took a long time for her belly to turn white. Her lower abdomen was still throbbing with pain. Apart from gritting her teeth and enduring it, she could only focus on the "Book of Changes" in front of her.

After calming down, she realized that she hadn't opened "The Book of Changes" for a long time, and she almost forgot where she last saw it. She didn't like to give up halfway when doing things, so she would have to start over bit by bit. The candlelight was a little dim, so she took the With the little silver scissors, he cut the candle flowers by himself, and the little flame became energetic again, enough to illuminate the world on this small table.

Waking up in the morning and reading under the lamp, Shen Yuan had a pair of dimples on his cheeks and secretly thought that he had never been so diligent when he was young.

The pages of the book are spread out in front of me, but the stories that keep jumping in my mind are all the stories Feiyun told last night, or when Feiyue will be able to make cinnamon tea and come back, but they can't be included in the book.

In fact, Shen Yuan has already understood in his heart that what is described in this book is too illusory and illusory. It cannot be understood by fishing and netting, let alone talking about spiritual practice. If you want to compare it with reality, she can Such a person worries about gains and losses, acts willfully, and is often looked down upon by himself. How can he cast himself under the throne of the true patriarch?

Then she had to think of Gu Jinchuan, the man who was said to have traveled through most of Cangwu. She didn't know what the other person had gone through in the past few years before they met, so that he could realize some so-called "realm". Shen Yuan pressed the page of the book and looked at the candlelight again. She really envied Dr. Gu, not to pry into the secrets of heaven, but just to be free and easy.

Why doesn't she want to be like the other person and go out with the sky high and the sea wide? She has never dared to take that step because she is hesitant and fearful, so she can only shrink back. She firmly believes that everything is better than three. Now Mo Yuanyuan is very good and Shen Han is very good. Xuecheng is also very nice. She has no reason to leave. She is also afraid that once she goes out and looks back, she will find that these people are gone. Gu Jinchuan has parents and brothers, as well as Li Lan. , what kind of state of mind should you have?

No matter what his mood is, Gu Jinchuan should firmly believe that no matter how far or how long he goes, his relatives will be waiting for him behind him, right? This kind of almost confident calmness is exactly what he can't achieve... "Pa". , the lights exploded, jolting Shen Yuan back from his thoughts. She thought of the sad place, heard the sound, and almost reached out to touch the half-dried candle tears in a daze.
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