偷柏自拍区

  I dreamed of the day when Yan Qingzhui was poisoned.

  The summer sun of that year was bright and dazzling, and wisps of smoke seemed to evaporate from the ground, blending into the eyes and turning into teardrops.

  She was running on the palace road with a bright long dress, and the light gauze trails fluttered behind her.

   Be faster.

   Faster.

  Punish the heart flame.

   The name of this poison.

   She was afraid that she was going to see him for the last time.

   That was the first time in her life that she did not enter the Buddhist hall under the persecution of the Queen Mother.

  Kowtow and kneel down.

   Copy scriptures and chant Buddha.

  She doesn\'t believe in Buddhism, but she doesn\'t know where to place her thoughts.

   I don\'t know how long this kind of muddled days have passed, those beautiful eyes like stars opened to look at her, as if they met for the first time, ignorant, out of focus, tears rolling down unconsciously.

  Woke up from the dream, the pillow was wet.

  Shen Nanwei simply turned over, buried herself in the soft pillow made of cotton, and cried loudly.

  She doesn\'t know what the luck in this life is.

  Maybe give birth to a beautiful and smart son.

   Maybe seeing him open his eyes again.

   Perhaps rebirth after death.

  Maybe met three daughters.

   But whatever it was, her good fortune more than offset her misfortune when counted.

  Somewhere, her two lives were not clearly separated, even if she didn\'t watch, listen, or think about it.

  In the dead of night, Shen Nanwei turned her head to the side, her eyes were red, and her eyes, which had been washed by tears, were still confused. She was thinking about an extremely difficult question: "Should I go and see ZhuiZhui?"

   That\'s her son.

  The little bunny who lost half his life.

but now-

   "But what should I say about this matter?" Shen Nanwei suddenly turned around like a salty fish, "I am your concubine mother? I was reborn? You ask what rebirth is? It is a branch of time travel!"

   "Ahhhhhhh am I crazy? How can I say it!"

  Shen Nanwei\'s eyes were dull, and she sniffed a bit aggrieved, "My son, I can\'t even see it now, this shit—"

  She suddenly covered her mouth.

   His eyes glanced left and right.

   Well, midnight, nobody.

   She breathed a sigh of relief.

  She swears just now! !

   I also forgot whether I learned it from Xiao Miaoer or Xiao Yaer.

   "I want to take a look, just take a sneak peek."

"Then what?"

   "Then will you be more reluctant?"

   "Don\'t watch it, don\'t watch it."

"But…"

   "So annoying!"

"sleep."

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   "Mother, you went to cultivate immortals in the middle of the night?!" When Shen Nanwei got up, Lu Jingzhi had already run around and came back, "My good guy, I never stayed up late playing games before so miserable."

  Shen Nanwei was holding a veil to reduce the swelling of her eyes. The well water was cold, and she shivered, "Is it really obvious?"

   Got affirmative nods from several people.

  Shen Nanwei was rather desperate, "I\'ve decided not to watch it."

   At least don\'t go to chase after the eyes are swollen.

  Not only did she not plan to see her son, she didn\'t even plan to leave the house, and she didn\'t want to see the villagers.

  However, according to the law of so-and-so, the more you don\'t want to see something, the more it will come to you.

   "Is Nan Wei at home?"

  Wei Xiaoqi opened the door and asked with a smile, "Aunt Zheng."

  Her eyes fell on another woman hesitantly. Aunt Zheng turned sideways and introduced with a smile, "Your Aunt Gao doesn\'t like to go out, and your eyes are strange and normal. This is the kid from the Gao family, Gao Zhan\'s mother."

  Wei Xiaoqi obediently said yes, "Aunt Gao."

  In the village, there are several ways for juniors to call women, one is their surname plus aunt and sister-in-law, and the other is their husband’s surname.