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"I don't know about that." Xiao He shook her head, "I didn't hear it so carefully."

Feng Yue thought about it, she wouldn't have such a dream now, and she also has a connection with Zai Zai, how could it be connected, this dream is really quite level.

"Is Qingzhou City far from here?" Feng Yue asked.

"Qingzhou City?" Xiao He's face was full of confusion, "I have grown up with Miss since I was a child, and I haven't even gone out a few times. How do I know where Qingzhou City is? If you ask me where the rouge shop is, I know it. I used to go out to buy for the lady."

Feng Yue suddenly thought, "Then I want to write a letter, can you send it for me?"

Although it was in a dream, I didn't know if this letter could be delivered to Zai Zai, but I still wanted to write one.

Feng Yue who picked up the brush was a little dazed. Although she had learned calligraphy in the interest class before, she hadn't practiced it for a long time, and she was still a little rusty in writing.

She accidentally touched a stack of papers, which scattered on the floor.

"Miss." Xiao He bent down to help pick it up, "These are all the words you wrote when you were young."

Feng Yue picked out one and looked at it, then suddenly laughed, the words she wrote were a bit similar to those she wrote in the hobby class of junior high school, and she also liked to draw a small flower on the lower left corner, saying that she would take it home and show it to her mother .

Seeing this little flower, her smile stopped abruptly. Isn't this her masterpiece?
A thick fog hit in front of him, Xiao He had already disappeared, and Feng Yue was already used to such scenes.

She woke up from the bed, looked at the sunshine outside the window, but felt a little chilly.

The dreams again and again made her flustered, everything was too realistic, not only when she woke up from the dream, she could remember every word clearly, even the clay made when she was a child in the dream Tao, painting and calligraphy are exactly the same.

Obviously those things have been dusted up, yet it was so clear in the dream again.

There seemed to be some premonition in the dark, as if someone was calling her, and brought her into that place.

It's still early, but Feng Yue has no intention of going to sleep, she lays down on the bed and starts the game.

Only when she saw Zai Zai did she smile, "Zai Zai, did you just wake up, or did you just fall asleep?"

Hearing Feng Yue's voice, Ling Heng quickly put on his coat, "I just woke up, thinking it's getting late, I'm going to the academy, so I'm reading in the room."

"It's too early." Feng Yue lay on the bed, "I can't sleep even if I want to."

"What's wrong with Miss Mingyue? Could it be that something is on your mind?" Ling Heng asked.

Feng Yue hummed, "I dreamed that my parents passed away, and I was still the same as when I was eleven or twelve years old. My father, that is, my father became the Minister of the General Administration, and my mother became the heir apparent of the Duke Protector. Daughter, my home is in the capital, and I dreamed that my mother was holding me, which made me not even want to wake up."

"Would a fairy have such a dream?" Ling Heng said.

"Immortals also have parents." Feng Yue said, "It's not like they popped out of rocks for no reason."

Ling Heng said, "Miss Mingyue still remembers her parents. I don't even know what my mother looks like. I used to wonder if it would be a different situation if my mother was still around, but I don't think so. But, it’s useless to mention it again.”

Feng Yue felt that Zai Zai was more pitiful, but fortunately, she grew up under the doting of her parents, and Zai Zai never even enjoyed the love of her parents for a day.

"In the future, there will be better people who will love you." Feng Yue said, "Just like me, I will care about you."

"Thank you, Miss Mingyue." Ling Heng smiled, "I keep calling Miss Mingyue and don't know your last name."

"My surname is Feng, my father's name is Ling Zhi, and my mother's name is Ding Lan." Feng Yue said it all at once.

Ling Heng nodded, this was the first time that Miss Mingyue had spoken out about her on her own initiative, but her words were full of sadness, "My father and Lingtang must love you very much, Miss Mingyue."

"That's right." Feng Yue said, "I've always wanted anything since I was a child, but it's a pity that an accident took their lives."

Ling Heng didn't know how to comfort her for a while, usually Miss Mingyue accompanied him and encouraged him, but there were very few words of comfort from him.

"It's been so long, I should let it go." Feng Yue said with a smile, "I'm going to celebrate the Chinese New Year soon, and Zai Zai can accompany me during the Chinese New Year this year."

"Yeah." Ling Heng nodded, "But I don't know what to prepare for Miss Mingyue."

"I don't need anything, I just need you to accompany me like this." Feng Yue said.

"Okay." Ling Heng said, "At that time, Miss Mingyue will tell me the time, and I will ask the academy for leave."

Feng Yue laughed, unexpectedly, Zai Zai really cared, "Okay, then I'll just wait for Zai Zai to accompany me to celebrate the New Year."

Originally thought that this dream would be intermittent, but she didn't expect that when she fell asleep at night, Feng Yue would dream of the ancient "home" in her dream.

Feng Yue has already gotten used to Xiao He's existence, it's her first time as a boudoir lady, but her dress is a bit more cumbersome.

Hairpins, rings, jewelry, clothes, food and clothing, etc. There is no shortage of everything, and everything is the best, which is enough to show that Ding Lan and his wife love their daughter.

"mother."

Feng Yue has already figured out the structure of the mansion. She went back and forth several times. The mansion is actually not very big. Her father is the fifth-rank general administration envoy, and his position is not a big deal in the capital. High official, so the mansion will not be particularly large.

Feng Yue walked into Ding Lan's room familiarly, and saw her mother frowning, "Mother, what's wrong with you? Could it be that someone got mad at you?"

"Not really." Ding Lan put the invitation on the table, "Your grandmother's house invited us over, it's your uncle's birthday."

Feng Yue picked up the invitation card and glanced at it, "Mother, what do you have to worry about, is it because you can't pick out a good gift for your uncle?"

"It's not because of the gift, isn't it because you can't go to your grandmother's house." Ding Lan said, "Every time your father comes back, he drinks too much. I feel very distressed when I see it."

"Why is this?" Feng Yue was puzzled, could it be that there was some rift with her grandmother's house.

Although father and mother are the same, their respective families, such as uncle, aunt, and two uncles, do not have so many relatives in reality.

Ding Lan looked at her young daughter, pulled her again, and said with a smile, "You are still young, so you should not get involved in this matter, so you can play with peace of mind."

"Mother, don't worry about it, there must be a way for the car to reach the mountain." Feng Yue comforted, "There are no hurdles that you can't get over."