The Fugitive White Moonlight of a Powerful Minister

  She was going to be overwhelmed.

  Wen Ning has never seen her heart crumbling so clearly, as if there is a pole in her heart, Pei You is on the other side, and she is on the other side.

  She has worked very hard, she keeps reminding herself to be sober, and try her best to avoid contact with Pei You.

   But he can always find a way.

  She takes a step back, he takes a step forward.

  Pressed every step of the way, not giving her any chance to hesitate and breathe.

  He didn't actually do anything that night, he just took off his coat in front of her, then pulled her quilt, and went to bed with her.

  He didn't even say much, just fell asleep with his arms around her waist very naturally.

  But after that day, he changed his schedule.

  He no longer came over to read the official documents first, and went to bed after finishing the official business, but directly took a shower and changed clothes, fell asleep with her, and then got up in the middle of the night, processed the official documents, and then went to court.

  She should have brushed off his hand on her waist.

  The hand was warm and warm, resting on her waist and abdomen, without crossing the line, but she couldn't ignore it.

   But she couldn't bear it.

  In order to avoid people's eyes and ears, he came late and left early, and his daily sleep time was much less. With such an adjustment, he almost got up right after the ugly hour.

  He seems to be using this behavior to silently tell her that Pei You is willing to make changes for her.

  When Wen Ning realized this point, Wen Ning's heart flinched fiercely, and then saw that she had struggled to increase the weight and barely evened the score, and leaned towards Pei You without hesitation.

  He just...wanted her to see him more.

  Wen Ning began to feel melancholy again.

  She clearly saw her crumbling heart, she clearly saw that she and Pei You were getting closer, but she also clearly saw the gap between them.

  Just like when Pei You asked her to marry him, reason told her that there was no better choice than Pei You, but emotionally she still couldn't take that step.

  Current emotions tell her that she has been flustered with Pei You, and she has little power to resist, but the remaining trace of reason reminds her from time to time: Wen Ning, do you want to repeat the same mistakes?

  All kinds of things in her previous life were ultimately an insurmountable gap between her and Pei You.

  She didn't have the courage to step over.

  The time of spring is slow and slow, the weather is getting warmer, and Wen Ning spends more time in the yard basking in the sun.

  At this moment, she was bored in the gazebo flipping through the recent book.

  Although she is no longer looking forward to Pei You's return because of the script, he still brings it home every day, as before, one or two chapters a day.

  The story is very interesting. It is different from the love story books on the market. It tells the story of a few boys and girls exploring in the deep mountains and encountering all kinds of weird big monsters and mobs. It is lively and novel, and it is very beautiful.

   It's just that it's not enough to read so much a day, and I don't know why the bookstore has launched such a strange book selling model, or, in order to whet her appetite, Pei You made her wait for him, and deliberately only brought her a part every day?

  The more Wen Ning thought about it, the more she felt it was possible. She had read the book for so many years, but she had never seen anyone sell it without finishing it!

   "Linglan, pack up, we are going to leave the house." Wen Ning put away the words that could almost be memorized.

  She has been in Xiangti Garden for more than a month, and there has been no movement from Wutong Lane. She can't just stay in the yard and not go out.

  Going out for a stroll is better than her cranky thinking at home.

  Wen Ning left as soon as she said, and changed into men's clothes with Linglan, and went out through the back door in a low-key manner.

  I don’t know if it’s her illusion, but the Chang’an Street seems to be much colder than before. It’s probably because of the previous struggle between the two parties, which involved many officials, so that the people are also cautious, afraid of getting into trouble.

  Wen Ning went to Fushengzui to have a look as usual, and then went to the pharmacy for a walk. Seeing that everyone was well, she took Linglan to the bookstore.

  There are not as many people walking on the street as in the past, but the business of the bookstore is not bad.

   "What's the title of the book?" The shopkeeper asked with a loud voice, and the bookstore was quiet for a while, and many people came to see it.

  Wen Ning was glad that she didn't go up in person, but asked Linglan to ask.

  Linglan blushed, put her hand to her mouth, and reminded the shopkeeper to whisper: "Yao Yi Ji."

  The shopkeeper didn't realize it, and still asked loudly: "What is the monster, what is the difference, what is the memory?"

  Linglan was illiterate, and looked at Wen Ning begging for help.

  Wen Ning is looking at the new book in the past two months in front of the bookshelf. Although there are short stories with one or two chapters, they are all complete.

  Receiving Linglan's gaze, she went to the counter without saying a word, just took a pen and paper and wrote down the title of the book.

  The shopkeeper stared at the title of the book for a long time, but his voice became softer: "The store doesn't have this book, so you might as well go to another store and ask."

   Actually not.

  There are five or six bookstores in Chang'an Avenue including the main street and side streets. Although the focus of the main books sold may be different, most of them are similar. That story is so beautiful, it should be a bestseller, and it can be bought in any bookstore.

  Wen Ning didn't want Wen Ning to go to all the bookstores, but he had never heard of this book.

  Pei You changed the title of the book in order to prevent her from going out to buy it on her own?

  At the last bookstore, Wen Ning didn't give up, and asked about the author instead.

   "Is there a pot of warm wine?" The shopkeeper of the bookstore confirmed again and again, "I have never heard of this author, and I have never heard of any adventure story. This subject is unpopular, and it will definitely lose money!"

   will not lose money!

  The author has brilliant writing, fantastic ideas, and exquisite layout. At first glance, it is in the hands of everyone. It is definitely a best-selling boutique!

  Wen Ning was about to ask again, when suddenly a thought flashed through his mind.

  Have a pot of warm wine?

have?

  Wen?

liquor?

  Wen Ning was stunned for a moment, then pulled Linglan: "Let's go, let's go back to the house."

  Back to Xiangtiyuan, I didn't even bother to change clothes, so I took those scripture books to the desk and spread them out, and then took a case file written by Pei You on the desk.

  She actually knew Pei You's handwriting, but the handwriting in the transcribed script was different from the common handwriting. In addition...she never had any other thoughts. She only cared about the story, so how could she pay attention to the handwriting?

  Comparing these two phases, I found that...

  It was really... written by Pei You himself?

  Wen Ning seemed to go back to that day, when she saw his paintings in the winery, covered with his private seal, and hung in the winery instead of her embroidery, an indescribable emotion swelled in her chest.

  Some joyful, some unbelievable, and some sour.

   No wonder King Rui grounded his feet, no one bothered him, he should be very leisurely, but he brought so many official documents back to deal with them every day;

   No wonder there are only one or two chapters a day, and sometimes she feels that the ink is not dry when she takes it back;

   No wonder the story is so beautifully written.

  He is such a person, he is better than other people in everything, and he can be the first.

   Just to talk to her for half an hour longer?

   Or to keep her from getting too bored in the yard?

  No matter what it was for, Wen Ning saw that the reputation in her heart was completely crooked.

  Pei You in this life is different from the previous life.

   She was once again convinced of this with absolute certainty.

  Whether she didn't know him well in her previous life, or he in this life is completely different from him in the previous life, this is what is in front of her now.

   They are not the same.

  He was by Tai'an Lake, and he would rather kill himself than stain her innocence;

  He took her to see his teacher, told her about his past, and analyzed with her the reasons why he did various things;

  He took her down to the south of the Yangtze River, took her to the Qinhuai River, and took her to put Kongming lanterns;

  He allowed her to do business, and even supported her in doing business;

  He never restricts her freedom, he is willing to step back for her and make concessions to her.

  How about...try it?

  Wen Ning sat at the desk, looking at the densely packed black and white letters, she felt that they really became a pot of warm wine, poured into her mind, making her fascinated, and her evil thoughts were revived.

  Just... give it a try?

   It's hard to live a new life, and if you miss it, there will be no chance to do it again.

  In this life, the Wen Mansion is still there, she has a wine shop and a medicine shop in her hands, and she is no longer that little girl who has nothing and is at the mercy of others.

  In this life, he was so good-looking and treated her so tenderly. No one in Dayin could find someone who would please her like him.

Try it?

  How do you know if you don’t try it?

Try it!

  Wen Ning heard the "boom" with her own ears, and the scale in her heart was overwhelmed and completely collapsed; the sourness in her heart suddenly turned into swelling joy, and rushed straight into her mind.

   "Sixteen!" She put away all the notebooks and shouted into the air, "Sixteen! Go and ask your son to come over earlier today, I have something to say to him!"

  A heart seems to have suddenly grown wings, so light that it is about to fly.

  Why does she insist on making life difficult for herself, making it difficult for both of them?

  Why can't I forget all the unhappy things in my previous life?

  She is no longer Wen Ning from her previous life, nor is Pei You from her previous life.

  In this life, let them start over!

Wen Ning happily sent Shiliu to call for someone, and moved the desk that she had dragged farther and farther away these days back to its original place, went to the closet to pick out a beautiful dress, and called Linglan to comb it for her. Hair bun with makeup on.

  In order to avoid him these days, she always hides under the quilt in a sloppy nightgown, not to mention makeup, and her hair has never been combed properly.

  After finishing these, she asked Linglan to buy some pastries.

  In fact, she had already discovered that not only she loves to eat, but he also loves to eat, but it's not so obvious.

   Let's decorate the room more beautifully!

  Wen Ning spared no effort to please Pei You more, more.

She smoked the commonly used incense in the room, and went to the yard to pick a lot of flowers and came back. Thinking that Pei You seemed to like the aroma of roses last time, she opened the doors and windows again, scattered all the incense, and replaced all the flowers with roses .

   After finishing these, you feel that it is not enough.

   What else could please him?

  Wen Ning hummed a little tune, refurbished the bedroom, thinking about making soup for Pei You?

  Recently, he has been running around like a thief, and he can't even eat dinner if he wants to.

  However, the soup she stewed...does he still dare to drink it?

  Wen Ning couldn't help laughing as she thought about it.

When the guy guarding the back door entered Xiangti Garden to report, he saw his own girl in a dazzling dress, with sparkling eyes and pink cheeks, holding a bouquet of roses, smiling so much that he almost forgot what he wanted to say .

   It wasn't until Wen Ning turned his head to look at it that he suddenly came back to his senses.

  But after all, she forgot that her daughter was already married, so she lowered her eyes in a panic and said, "Girl, there is a girl at the back door asking to see you."

  Wen Ning blinked, most of the people looking for her at the back door were familiar with her and knew her temperament.

  Girl? Duan Rushuang?

  Is there any problem with those Shi Ying?

  Just as the task at hand was finished, Wen Ning went out to pick it up in person.

  Do not want to open the back door, it is a rather strange figure, a cloak that reaches to the feet, almost wraps the whole person.

  As soon as she stepped forward, the girl raised her head, revealing her face under the cloak.

  Wen Ning's footsteps stopped immediately.

  Long-lost memories flooded into my mind.

  Tianxiang Pavilion, Ryukyu Prince, Cleaning the Dust Banquet.

  Yingyao.

   (This article is first published in Xiaoxiang Academy, please go to Xiaoxiang Academy for updates.)

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