Feng, on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbid air. His clothes were soaked, as if they were fished out of water.

The screams of Zhuzhu before her death in the dream and the crackling sound of the wild wolf biting and tearing each other were played back in her ears.

Mrs. Lin and former Mrs. Ankangbo, the heartbroken expression of grief and anger flashed before leaving, before her eyes.

Feng wanted to open his mouth and call people, but his voice was stuck in his throat.

She just opened her eyes like this, feeling that her body was sometimes cold and sometimes hot, sometimes light and sometimes heavy, and she slowly closed her eyes until it was almost dawn.

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Early the next morning, the pomegranate yard.

"You little thief, why do you steal dates from our mansion?" Xiao He's angry voice came in from outside, awakening Lu Xinyan in his sleep.

"How could I steal? What I picked are the dates in our mansion!" A young man's voice in the voice change period came, as unpleasant as a rooster.

Xiao He was filled with righteous indignation, "What's your mansion? This jujube tree is obviously from our mansion!"

"Its branches and leaves extend into our mansion, and that part is our mansion!" the young man argued.

"You...you are unreasonable!" Xiao He was almost angry and cried by him.

"What's wrong with being unreasonable? If you have the ability, come and hit me! Lululu..." The young man seemed to make a few grimaces at her.

Xiao He said, "Miss, someone bullies me, come and teach him a lesson!"

Lu Xinyan sat up lazily and was about to speak, a voice she would never forget and hate her to the core. She heard the voice of a dying man slowly at this time.

"Little monkey, come back."

The sound was cold and faint, like the spring water transformed from white snow in the Tianshan Mountains. All the listeners were cool and cool.

The boy seemed to have left, leaving only Xiaohe's proud voice, "Little thief, if you steal our dates again, I will definitely let the lady beat you up!"

If I heard this, Lu Xinyan would definitely touch her forehead and sigh. What did this little girl treat her? A very vicious thug thug?

Is she that fierce? She is not that fierce. She doesn’t know how to do it. At most, she just asks Qingtong to do it!

As for Qingtong's strength, what did she accidentally hurt the other party? Does it have anything to do with her?

It doesn't matter if it's a dime!

But at this moment, there was only the cold, beautiful, remote and dull voice in her mind.

It’s really a narrow road for enemies. I didn’t expect that the “enemy” she has been thinking about actually lives next door!

It's still a wall!

Lu Xinyan opened the door with long hair and thin bedding.

The capital city, which had been warming for more than half a month, not only did it see the shade, but it also blew the wind on the day of Feng's birthday.

The black hair danced with the wind, making her face look more and more beautiful, but there was a scent of gritting teeth between her eyebrows and eyes.

Xiao He was stunned and immediately ran to her side, "Miss!"

"Where is that jujube tree?" she asked with a dangerous squinting eyes.

"Here!" It seems that the lady heard her asking for help just now! Xiao He was very moved, "I'll take you there!"

In the northeast corner of the yard, a jujube tree more than two meters tall grew there.

The branches and leaves are lush and fruitful. Half is in the pomegranate courtyard, and half is over the wall and stretches to the next door to the Prince's Mansion of Zhenguo.

The wall is not high, and Lu Xinyan can touch it with her arm.

I heard that a hundred years ago, the mansion of the Duke of Zhenguo next door and the current Marquis of Anping were originally from a wealthy family.

After the first emperor of Tianwu Kingdom ascended the throne, due to ten years of war, the country was empty and the people were poor, and the emperor had no money to reward ministers who had made contributions, so he had to give them a house.

But at that time, many houses were destroyed in the war, and there were too few porridges, so the emperor divided the still-pretty houses into two or three, which solved the dilemma.

At that time, the Ministry of Works measured the house and separated it evenly. The current Anping Hou Mansion and the Duke of Zhenguo were separated from the pomegranate courtyard.

The national treasury has no silver, so the separated wall is only less than two meters high.

Many officials expressed dissatisfaction with this and felt that it was easy for neighbors to see their privacy. However, due to the fact that they were officials in the same dynasty, they looked up and saw each other, and it was difficult to tell them openly.

So no one has the nerve to raise the wall higher even though they are dissatisfied.

The Anping Marquis Mansion has lived here for more than fifty years, and the next door, the Prince's Mansion of Zhenguo, was originally empty for more than ten years.

Three years ago, the sixteen-year-old Prince of Zhenguo returned from a great victory on the battlefield. The current Emperor Tianwu rewarded him with an extraordinary reward and gave him a mansion, which is the mansion of Zhenguo Prince of Zhenguo, which is now next door.

The Duke of Zhenguo is still there, and the only one who lives next door is afraid that the Duke of Zhenguo Xiao Yichen, the prince of Zhenguo!

Lu Xinyan chuckled twice.

Little girl, I finally found you!

A confusing and dangerous smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and the evil spirit flowed between her eyebrows. It was beautiful, but it made people feel cold in their hearts for no reason.

"Miss?" Xiaohe shook, and when the lady smiled like this, she felt so scared.

"Go and call Mama Lu to help me comb my hair. It's time to pay my respects to my grandmother." Lu Xinyan's eyes turned and she returned to her lazy expression in an instant.

"Yes, Miss." Xiaohe responded and ran away. Just like in a country farm, there was no rule for maids from wealthy families.

But Lu Xinyan likes this.

Not only Xiaohe, but also Baizhi Qingtong.

She doesn't like rules, at least she doesn't like beinghaves in front of her.

Such people lack vitality and creativity.

As designers, creativity is their life.

Of course, irregularity and impoliteness are different.

The former is a way of thinking, while the latter is a matter of education.

Madam Lu came soon.

Because today is Feng’s birthday, Lu’s mother was wearing a maroon-red silk dress and rubbed rouge on her face, which was very festive.

Her hands were very clever, and she helped Lu Xinyan tie a lily bun in a few seconds, inserted a jade hairpin in the middle, and inserted a ruby ​​double phoenix on each side.

The ruby ​​on Bu Yao exudes dazzling brilliance, and it reflects Lu Xinyan's black eyes as bright as stars, exuding an amazing beauty.

Madam Lu couldn't help but be stunned.

Lu Xinyan carefully slashed her eyebrows and applied peach lip fat.

This body has grown up with delicate skin as delicate as milk, with a natural pink luster, and there is no need to apply powder and polish.

Once the lipstick was applied, the whole face became more and more gorgeous and bright and glamorous.

Lu Xinyan reached out and pointed, "Madam Lu, help me take that set of clothes."

Madam Lu was stunned at first, then her face became hot, and she was blessed, "Yes, Miss."

The clothes were designed and cut by Lu Xinyan on the farm, and made by Madam Wang, who is good at needlework.

On the water-red plain-colored Hangzhou silk short jacket, a few abstract roses were randomly painted, with deep and shallow colors, and the collar was inlaid with pomegranate color, which was the same as the color of a 100-fold long skirt.

Unlike the traditional wide-sleeved short robe, the sleeves of this short robe are tight on the top and loose on the bottom, and they only start to relax on the elbow position, and they are tied with a pomegranate-colored ribbon.

The concubine-colored ribbon on the waist was gently tied, and a string of water-red white-field jade beads hung.

The clothes are light and windless, like a fairy who wants to step on the clouds.
Chapter completed!