In the book era, my villain is super well-behaved

Lu Cong thanked the flower snake and the realgar, and gently opened the little brother's fingers one by one.

Everyone fell asleep, but their hands didn't let go.

It's getting late, so go to the kitchen to stew some medicinal food.

Thinking that she was borrowing someone else's place, I made more.

Yan Xian fell into a dream, and the memories of his past and present lives were mixed.

His father was obsessed with his career and had no interest in the internal affairs of the family. His stepmother, Tao, regarded him as a thorn in her side and tried to kill her many times.

He escaped by chance, but lived in fear, but still allowed Tao to sacrifice a boy to the Dragon God on the pretext that the people had offended the Dragon God due to the flood.

The Dragon God appeared and sent these boys and girls back to the village.

He refused to leave and begged the Dragon God to take him in.

The Dragon God was kind-hearted and not only took him in, but also allowed him to read the books in the temple.

This is the happiest day in his life. There is no need to pretend to be clever or to prevent his stepmother from harming his life. He just needs to be himself.

Dragon God is the best goddess in his heart.

However, the good times did not last long.

The stepmother slandered the Dragon God as an evil god, and even the flood was caused by her on purpose.

There were slanderous voices everywhere, and the Dragon King Temple was smashed and smashed by those believers, leaving it in a mess.

He was injured while blocking and was taken away by his father.

Afterwards, he ran to the ruined temple several times, but never saw the Dragon God again.

In the past, the snow was like flowers, but now the flowers are like snow.

He knew that he was a humble person, so he embarked on a career just like his father.

Many years later, he became the number one scholar and achieved great success.

But even though he was proud of his ancestors, he didn't feel the slightest happiness.

The first memorial he handed over was to avenge the Dragon God and wash away his grievances.

The Holy One issued an imperial edict, announcing to the world that the Dragon God should be cleared and the Dragon Temple should be rebuilt.

That night, he finally dreamed of the Dragon God who never let him dream.

One of her dragon claws was broken, the scales on her body were mottled, and the once shining silver dragon horns had become two bloody holes.

She said that she could no longer be a god and would enter the six realms of reincarnation.

They are destined to meet again in the future...

But in that life, he lived to be 80 years old and never saw her again.

He misses her.

Really Want……

Yan Xian sorted out the memories of his past and present lives, and he woke up.

He stared closely at the passage at the diagonal door, reluctant to blink for fear of missing her again.

Time passed by one minute and one second. I don’t know how long it took, but a delicate figure appeared not far away.

She stood before him alive like this, no longer an untouchable shadow.

His eyes were locked on her body through the messy furnishings.

Yan Xian opened his mouth, but found that his voice had become hoarse, and finally smiled softly at her.

In this life, she is his wife, his most important family member, and the only light in his past and present lives.

She is the famous Yu Teshu who has been published in newspapers.

Even if this light spans thousands of years, it is still dazzling.

"Scallion!" The excitement made Yan Xian's eyebrows droop and his eye sockets feel hot.

While his heart was racing, the top of his head was covered by a small hand.

"The injury on the back of the head still hurts, right?" Yu Cong put down the casserole with the medicinal food, raised his hand and rubbed the smooth black short hair under his palm, speaking in a determined tone.

Look, it made my little brother cry in pain.

The frail little brother has the beauty of a sickly beauty, and he is also very good at acting coquettishly.

Completely stuck on her aesthetic point.

She sat down on the edge of the bed and looked at him eagerly.

"Bao~ It doesn't hurt. It doesn't hurt anymore. Be good, don't cry~
It's because I didn't ask you to slip on the snowy road. From now on, I will always be with you and I will never let you juggle around alone again. "

Yan Xian felt that it was embarrassing for a grown man to cry, but he couldn't control his turbulent emotions, so he could only lower his head to avoid her scrutiny.

Hearing that she would always stay with him from now on, he suddenly raised his head and asked, "Really?"

"Really! More real than gold~"

Yu Cong saw him frowning and looking at her with tears in his eyes. She felt so soft in her heart that she blew gently through the bandage on his head.

How can someone be so good-looking?
"We will always be together." Yan Xian was hit in the heart by her words, one after another, and was so happy that he even retracted his tears halfway.

He waited for her all his life, and the nightmare of separation lingered in his mind countless times.

If he didn't have such hope, he probably wouldn't think there is any meaning in living.

Now, my wish has finally come true.

The tears that he had finally stopped were falling down one by one again.

Yu Cong noticed that her little brother had dropped the golden beans again, so she stretched out her white and tender little hands and hurriedly wiped his tears.

Who says women are made of water?

Men can do the same, okay! ?

These tears cannot be wiped away at all.

If he gets hurt again from now on, why won't his house be flooded?

It's a pity that she likes his way of making beautiful women cry.

It took a lot of coaxing to coax the person.

After taking the medicated diet, he was given acupuncture to clear away the blood stasis in his brain.

Even without the instruments, she knew it was a concussion.

Otherwise, my little brother would not have been wronged and become Lin Daiyu...

In the courtyard, Realgar, Flower Snake and others were enjoying sumptuous meals and enjoying themselves.

A large pot of steaming mutton meatball soup, a pile of poached eggs fried to golden brown on both sides, a large pot of preserved egg and lean meat porridge, and medicinal food exuding a strong medicinal aroma.

The corners of Realgar's mouth almost reached the base of his ears, and he said, "Hurry up and try it, my brother and sister are amazing at this craft!"

"My sister-in-law's skills are comparable to those of a great chef. She is so capable of doing so much by herself."

Hua Snake was very satisfied with the meal and smiled so much that his eyes narrowed into slits.

After eating, the two of them rushed to clear away the dishes, trying not to add any more work to Lv Cong.

Otherwise, if the boss finds out, I'm afraid it won't be as good for them.

By the afternoon, Yan Xian was finally feeling much better under Yu Cong's care.

He gave Hua She the key and asked him to drive the car parked in the backyard.

Carry him and Xiao Can Guan back to the small western-style building on Fifth Avenue.

Even in the car, Lu Cong was afraid that he would catch wind of her.

He was wrapped in layers of silk scarves, put on a Lei Feng hat, and wrapped in a big quilt.

The wind blowing in my mouth is gentle, which is very different from the west wind blowing fine snow outside. It wants to get into the seams of my bones.

The bedroom is on the second floor, and she doesn't want her little brother to be tired.

Simply let Hua She carry her little brother upstairs and put him in the bedroom.

She jogged all the way, taking the first step to lift the quilt off the bed.

It is convenient for Hua Shen to put the person down.

Hua Snake couldn't understand. The boss was stabbed before and didn't say a word. This time, he was lightly touched on the head. Why did he seem to be disabled?

Yu Cong gave Hua She a pack of Didu brand cigarettes before sending him away politely.

When there were no outsiders at all, she finally asked the doubts she had been holding back for a long time.

"Lao Yan, you are so skilled, how could you fall for no reason and go straight for your head?"

Southern and Northern Dynasties·Fan Yun's "Two Farewell Poems·One"

The east and west of Luoyang City are separated by time.

In the past, the snow was like flowers, but now the flowers are like snow.This poem, through the description of different scenery in winter and spring, reflects the difference in objects and the long separation.