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Duan Yichen feels that he is not normal recently.

I don't know when it started, he always had trouble sleeping at night. At first he thought it was because he had just moved to a new house and the feng shui was not good. Later, he took a special look at the living furnishings of the house, but found that there was no problem.

Immediately afterwards, he changed his own pillow, mattress, etc., thinking that this would make him sleep more peacefully, so that he would not seem to be possessed by a demon, but he soon discovered that it was still useless.

He always had weird dreams at night.

In the first month, in his dreams, he always saw a person whose figure he couldn't see clearly. In his dreams, he only felt that this person's figure was very familiar, but just as he wanted to get closer, he woke up from the dream.

After that, he couldn't fall asleep anymore, and often from late night to early morning after waking up from the dream, he lingered in a feeling of loss and melancholy, and could no longer enter it safely.

So, he began to ponder over and over who that woman was.

until……

Once again, according to the plan, he had to go to the South Building to gather with other scholars who came to Beijing for the exam.

When Nanluo appeared in front of him and turned around to pour wine for other people inadvertently, Duan Yichen suddenly found that the back of her turned around was very much like the woman in his dream who couldn't see her true face.

He thought it was Nan Luo's trick.

Afterwards, Duan Yichen only looked at her from a distance, he didn't dare to approach her at all, and he didn't want to have any contact with her——

But it didn't work.

I don't know if it's because of his deep thoughts, Duan Yichen returned home after that, and found that the person in the dream was closer to him, and he looked like Nan Luo.

In the dream, she was wearing gorgeous clothes and she was in the bushes, but the surrounding scenery was not as beautiful as her, which suddenly awakened Duan Yichen's long-silent desire.

This time, after he woke up, besides the unsatisfied melancholy, he also had a little more inexplicable feeling. The blood was all concentrated in the lower body, so that he could feel a small tent set up under the quilt.

He raised his hand to cover his eyes, cursed silently, and stayed in another flower building the next night.

He didn't want to fall in love with Nan Luo, that woman was just a process for him to achieve his goal, with her "Hundred Officials and Everything" he could achieve his wish faster, that's all, if not, he needed more patience.

So he found a woman in a flower building who felt similar to the dream, and fell asleep in a completely different environment that night.

however……

Duan Yichen is still dreaming again.

In the dream, Nanluo seemed to know what he was doing, and asked him with a smile:

"If you can't get me, will you settle for the next best thing?"

Duan Yichen asked her with a cold face: "What kind of magic are you using on me?"

Nanluo didn't seem to understand what he meant, so she just said to him: "I'm just an image of what you think about every day and dream about at night, Mr. Duan, do you have evil thoughts about my family?"

Duan Yichen didn't speak.

When he woke up again, he found that he had no desire for the Xiangruan body in his arms, he just wanted the person in his dream to lie under his body.

……

Duan Yichen's dream intensified.

He started to meet Nan Luo, and he tried to kill the person who affected his mood and will in his dream, as if this would end his nightmare.

But the woman just looked at him funny, as if he was the most pitiful person in the world.

Even when he couldn't breathe, when he was suffocating, the woman just smiled at him, her beautiful eyeballs were full of sarcasm, and she struggled to make a "ho ho" sound in her throat, trying to say something, but she said everything not come out.

Every time at this time, Duan Yichen felt the pleasure of fighting the inner demon——

"Miss Nan, do you want to tell me how you got into my dream?"

"What girl's voice is too small, I can't hear you clearly."

He couldn't remember how many times he had killed Nanluo.

Those dreams were mixed with his desires and crazy behaviors, and he refused to admit defeat, which made Nan Luo die hundreds of times in his dreams.

Until the day when he was the number one scholar in high school, when he was parading through the streets, he went to the south building and called Miss Nanluo, and then...

Almost strangled her in public.

People around him all said that he was in the list all at once, and they were crazy with joy.

Only he knows how vicious this woman is.

But the eyes of the person holding it in his hands were only panic, not wanton in the dream, and looked pitiful, as if he had done some heinous thing.

Fortunately, Duan Yichen relied on his strong willpower at the last moment to distinguish reality from dreams.

But this matter reached the ears of the emperor, and he was very disappointed when he heard that his new champion had a mental disorder. Afterwards, Duan Yichen could have been a bookmaker, but it was delayed for a while because of this. To waste time in any official position.

Duan Yichen thought that he could let go of his obsession with Nan Luo at night when the reality was seriously out of his plan.

But he didn't.

That night, what he dreamed of was still Nan Luo's appearance, and the other's clothes were more revealing, which seemed to symbolize that his desire for her was getting worse and worse.

Duan Yichen seemed to hear the sound of his own sanity breaking down.

That night, in his dream, he crazily pressed people under his body and ravaged him, seeing Nan Luo's fair skin covered with his fingerprints, blue and purple, the traces made people daydream and aroused his infinite pleasure .

The person in the dream didn't seem to know the pain at all, looked at him with a smile, and asked:

"Master Duan originally liked playing like this?"

Duan Yichen was tossing that person relentlessly, until the person under him was dripping with sweat and barely had the strength to open his eyes, then he leaned into Nanluo's ear and asked:

"Are you satisfied with this?"

"I have no grievances with Miss Nan, why on earth are you pestering me?"

Nanluo blinked innocently, as if she couldn't understand what he said, she forced a smile with difficulty, and said to him drowsily:

"Didn't Mr. Duan miss me, so I appeared?"

Duan Yichen pinched her neck, his cold appearance was not at all like someone who just indulged himself crazily:

"I do not have."

The person under him raised his slender fingers, touched his chest, and said with a smile: "Is there any Mr. Duan asking yourself if you are thinking about the slave family all the time?"

"Otherwise, why didn't the slave family go to other people's places and look for you specifically?"

Duan Yichen was stunned.

The awakened thoughts are like wild weeds growing wildly in the wild, filling his heart like a prairie fire in an instant, making his heart and mind only filled with this woman.

He finally realized...

He seemed to want this woman.

……

"Duan Yichen increases his favorability with you by 58 points!"

Hua Baihe's voice sounded.

Sheng Yan gave a soft "um", as if she didn't care.

Anyone who heard the prey biting the bait after laying a huge net would probably have the same reaction as her.

She was lying by the window, looking at the scenery outside the alley——

This alley is very different from when Duan Yichen was able to stay outside and wander around in the first place. The road outside has been changed, and now it is facing a troubled street, and it is no longer as depressed as it used to be.

Even at night, you can often smell the aroma of chao shou with red oil coming from the small stalls in the alley.

She watched with relish the actions of making sugar figures outside, at this moment, there was a knock on the door:

"Miss Nan, it's time to change the medicine..."

Sheng Yan didn't turn her head back, after the people outside pushed the door in, she said lightly:

"Put it there, I'll change it myself in a while."

"Tomorrow, the little lady of Li's mansion wants to go to the Huguo Temple outside the city to offer incense. I want to ask the girl if she is free. If the girl is interested, I will go back to the concierge." The maid listened to her and took the medicine in her hand. Put it aside, and then report to her about Mrs. Li's visit.

Sheng Yan let out a "huh", as if recalling how many benefactors were coming today, and then said:

"I see, I'll go."

She squinted her eyes, and continued to lazily lie on the window to watch the human scene outside.

In a blink of an eye, more than a year has passed.

It has been a long time since she first arrived, and she is not quite the same as back then, now she is miraculously infiltrated into some high-class circles of ladies in the capital, like a "friend of women".

Although none of these wives looked down on her, there was no doubt that the life in the boudoir was too lonely, and they had too many stories to tell.

Therefore, occasionally when Sheng Yan was invited to a banquet in the mansion of the adults, she had the honor to talk to those concubines and wives. Her unique insights and perspectives always made others feel fresh.

There are many more forms of her outings.

Of course, there are more legends about her. Among them, the one I have to mention is her original benefactor, Changsun Ling.

Ever since the news that the eldest grandson Ling was going to get married came out, she didn't know if she was imprisoned and free, and she was never seen quietly leaving the palace again, or maybe she left the palace secretly, but she just didn't come to Sheng Yan's place.

In short, after a period of time, everyone knew that Mr. Ling who "spend a lot of money" was no longer here, and Miss Nan fell out of favor.

The bustard tried to use this as an excuse to let Nanluo pick up other guests at night——

The wind got out somehow.

From the second month onwards, money in the name of Mr. Ling was sent regularly, as if to tell other Xiao Xiangnanluo people in the capital that she had never fallen out of favor, but now that she was not around, it was inconvenient for her to come.

In addition, Nan Luo took the initiative to tell the old bustard that Mr. Ling hadn't exercised his "power" after buying her first night.

Rules and money go hand in hand, and Nanluo becomes the only existence in Hualou who does not need Israeli servants. The initial rumors about her aloofness and special status have intensified.

From a certain period of time, Sheng Yan could vaguely guess that the person who gave her money every month was either the crown prince or the second prince, because...

The news about Changsun Ling in the palace is not very good.

Unlike being favored by the emperor and empress in her previous life, and choosing Duan Yichen as her son-in-law according to her own will, in this life she somehow offended the empress and was betrothed to an unknown king early on.

Sheng Yan could often hear from the folks that the palace gave the princess something as a dowry, and the emperor recruited a son-in-law to ask questions. The words were nothing more than reluctant to leave his daughter. He heard that the dowry prepared for the princess could be sold Ten Mile Long Street...

Rumors like these made Changsun Ling almost the existence that all women in this era yearn for.

Everyone thought that she would go to her husband's house and be enshrined as a "true Buddha".

Until last month——

Changsun Ling's fiancé heard that he had contracted a cold and was seriously ill. He lay in bed for seven days and then passed away.

King Nanzhao lost his heir, so he asked himself to seize the title.

Just like this, Changsun Ling waited for the news that his fiancé was gone on the eve of his wedding.

The son of King Nanzhao was originally a strong and strong man. Hearing that a soldier who had been in the army for a while was killed by the wind and cold, everyone was surprised.

There were also bad rumors about "Grand Princess Kefu" heard in the palace.

Perhaps this rumor has also reached the ears of the empress. Seven days ago, the emperor pointed out a marriage to the eldest princess——

He was a military general in the current dynasty, and he was also a strong and strong eldest son.

Probably trying to clear up the rumors.

But just yesterday.

I heard that the eldest princess's second fiancé was hungover in the middle of the night, and on the way back home, he encountered something, and was found dead near the roadside gutter early in the morning.

In the past two days, folks have been spreading this story everywhere, saying that Changsun Ling has a physique rarely seen in a hundred years, and that after Kefu sees blood, he will restrain his parents and brothers...

Sheng Yanguang felt that her life was probably very difficult, especially in such a superstitious era.

She raised her hand and brushed the thin tassels in front of the window, and got up to get the two jars of ointment on the table.

Speaking of which, she was a little suffocated——

In the past, because she wanted to clean up the scumbags, she exchanged the rewards for useful items at one time, but now she can't even exchange the products that remove scars quickly, so she can only use this flower building with great results. Slow ointment.

Not to mention the heavy smell, it also has color, and it is very strenuous to wash the neck every night.

It was precisely because of this that she refused to use this thing, causing the marks on her neck that were pinched by the previous Duan Yichen to not disappear for more than half a month.

At the beginning, her words were burning hot, so that when she speaks now, her voice is light and ethereal, and she always feels that if she strains her throat a little, she will burn again.

She looked at the unclear brass mirror for a long time, secretly wrote down the account, and decided that one day in the future, she would beat Duan Yichen, a scumbag, until her mother didn't know her.

……

The next day.

Misty and rainy.

The Huguo Temple outside the city was surrounded by a layer of light and floating white mist, making it look more solemn and mysterious. People passing by walked up the stone steps quickly, occasionally splashing a little bit of water, but the people around them did not. The blushing ones were whispering to and fro, as if they were afraid of disturbing the immortals who were visiting the mortal world from the depths of the temple.

Sheng Yan talked softly with the little lady of the Li family, and stopped entering the temple when she reached the gate, and just waited for her outside.

"You are honest. You have already played at the gate of the Buddhist temple, but you are not into this game."

Sheng Yan smiled: "If you are not sincere, why go in and offend the Buddha?"

The little lady of the Li family smiled and said to her, "All right."

Seeing her entering, Sheng Yan walked around, curious about the scenery of this ancient temple in the mountains, and walked around the Buddhist temple.

I don’t know which courtyard to walk to——

A fiery red figure walked towards him.

That color is too bright, in this indigo-colored smoky picture, it seems to be bright enough to light up the world.

Because the sky was drizzling again at some point, Sheng Yan simply held up the oil-paper umbrella, she raised it slightly, and looked at the person coming with a pair of deep black eyes.

When their eyes met, both of them were startled.

The person holding the umbrella still has that cold and otherworldly appearance on weekdays.

But the man with the horsewhip hanging beside him was no longer the flamboyant and frivolous person he was when he was young, and suddenly became much more silent and restrained.

Even the same red dress gave off completely different feelings.

Sheng Yan was stunned for a long time before remembering to salute first:

"His Royal Highness, please stay safe."

After hearing her words, Changsun Ling twitched the corners of his lips indifferently, with a bit of self-mockery in his eyes, looked at her and said:

"How I am doing now, the folks have already spread the word, why bother to greet me so hypocritically."

Sheng Yan: "..."

She didn't want to explain at first, but after thinking about it, the current Changsun Ling is really pitiful, and finally said with a sigh: "Princess misunderstood, I didn't mean that."

Seeing the thin emotion in her eyes, Changsun Ling knew that he was too sharp and sensitive just now.

In today's world, most people avoid her, but there are very few people who treat her plainly.

She moved her lips, just about to apologize——

Sheng Yan suddenly turned her head to look at the place she was looking at, estimated the time, and thought that the young lady of the Li family was about to come out, so she bowed to Changsun Ling and said, "I wish the princess all the best in the future. Then retreated first."

Everything goes well

How could she still have time like that?

Today she is different from the time when she was able to postpone the marriage because of being so favored. Now she has lost her reputation because of Kefu, and there are few people who even want to talk to her.

The servant is still afraid of her as usual, but there is something more inexplicable in the fear now.

It's as if staying with her for a while will bring her into the scope of death.

When Changsun Ling heard her words, he finally swallowed half of what was in his mouth, and said: "I was wrong just now."

A little surprise flashed in Sheng Yan's eyes, and she quickly said: "It's okay, anyone who is in such a situation as the eldest princess can understand His Highness's mood at the moment."

Changsun Ling watched her quickly regain her composure, and wanted to ask, are you the same?

When you were unlucky, lost your parents, and were thrown into the firework field, were you like me?

But as soon as the thought appeared, it was dismissed by Changsun Ling.

She thought about it mockingly, but felt that Nan Luo probably had no time for willfulness and pain.

So, she said nothing.

Seeing that she had nothing to say, Sheng Yan turned her head to look at the way she came, and wanted to leave again——

A gust of wind from nowhere blew up the edge of her collar, revealing a thick bluish-purple bruise.

It happened to fall into Changsun Ling's eyes.

She was taken aback, not understanding what happened to Nanluo:

"you……"

Changsun Ling looked at the marks on her neck in surprise.

Sheng Yan noticed it in time, and a bit of annoyance flashed in her eyes. She never liked to show her bad side to others.

However, when the annoyance fell into Changsun Ling's eyes, it was a little bit more unspeakable.

Some images of sexual affairs between men and women flashed through her mind.

Suddenly, a strange anger welled up in her heart.

Just like when she found Nanluo and that singer approaching.

But now, after all, she is not as impulsive as before, and her emotions have doubled in her heart, but what she finally uttered is:

"You...don't play so crazy in the future, if you hurt your life, it's too late to cry."

Although the tone is a bit harsh, but the words are always good.

Only Sheng Yan who heard what she said was speechless: "..."

She didn't.

Really, she is not good at this.

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