Lan Qiao's sleep was equally uneasy that night.

When he thought of seeing Feng Yeling, whom he had not seen for nearly a month, the next day, his heart could not calm down for a long time because of the anticipation.

Ever since Ye Wen taught him how to practice the Qiankun Jue with Bai Xueyin, he has been dancing to the sound of a chicken for the past few days. Every day he is either practicing sword practice with his head down or practicing the Qiankun Jue with Bai Xueyin. He only eats simple meals for three meals, even though he has not yet reached midnight.

Even though he was on the Lunar New Year's Day, he was diligent and self-disciplined. He only occasionally climbed up to the east facing platform and looked toward Qingzhou in the east. His life was dull but fulfilling.

Bai Xueyin also seemed to be a lot alienated from Lan Qiao after the first night. Apart from practicing with Lan Qiao every day, he hardly saw anyone. If anything happened, Zhao Xueying or Xie Xuechu would come to his room to notify him. Lan Qiao originally wanted to ask her during the practice.

What was he busy with, but Bai Xueyin looked as usual, and didn't see anything uncomfortable or strange, so he couldn't ask.

Until tonight, he and Bai Xueyin practiced together again under Ye Wen's personal guidance, integrating the results of the previous days' practice and finally reaching the second level of the Qiankun Jue.

It was late at night after the practice ended. Lan Qiao lay down on the bed but could not fall asleep. Sometimes he thought about what he would say to Feng Yeling when he saw her tomorrow, and sometimes he was confused by Bai Xueyin's alienation from him in the past few days.

After tossing and turning for an unknown amount of time, he fell asleep in a daze.

In the dream, he seemed to see Feng Yeling. He dreamed of exchanging words with her outside the window because the night was too short. He dreamed of picking water chestnuts with her bare hands and walking on the clear waves. He dreamed of cuddling with her trapped in the mountain. He dreamed of taking her on a boating trip.

Daming Lake. Although he had not seen her for only a few dozen days, in his dream he really felt the deep longing for her that was like three autumns apart.

The days are long and the nights are long. I can see the broken hearts on the platform in the east. I can smell the aroma of wine in Qingzhou.

I wake up for a long time, and my dream is also long, and the queen is beside me under the candle in the west window. There are six or seven lines of couplets.

Lan Qiao was so excited that he blurted out the song Sauvignon Blanc composed in his dream, and then suddenly woke up, full of tears before he even opened his eyes.

"Hey, idiot, what are you talking about over there?" A familiar voice came from his ears. Lan Qiao opened his eyes and saw Feng Yeling, who was wearing a lake green skirt, sitting there with a beautiful smile.

Beside his bed.

"I saw that right," Lan Qiao rubbed his eyes again in disbelief, and after confirming that it was not a dream, he suddenly grabbed Feng Yeling's hand and said, "I just saw you in my dream, how come you really appeared?"

Feng Yeling lightly touched her waterfall-like hair with one hand, smiled slightly, revealing two rows of fine white teeth, and said softly, "I'm here to cure your husband's illness."

"What kind of disease should be treated?" Lan Qiao was stunned for a moment, then he patted his head and said suddenly, "Yes, my lovesickness really needs to be cured. Although I have been separated from you for less than a month, I feel as if I have been separated for ten years and eight years.

The years are so long.”

"Husband," Feng Yeling's beautiful eyes were filled with deep affection. She sat down leaning on the blue bridge and said softly, "I only heard that people killed people in their dreams. I didn't expect that my husband could write poems in his dreams. Ling'er was so happy that he could fly."

It's up to heaven." As she said that, she stretched out her arms and hugged Lan Qiao.

The two hugged each other tightly and separated after a long time. Feng Yeling straightened her clothes, walked to the table, soaked in ink with a pen, and wrote down the poem "Acacia" written in Lan Qiao's dream. A piece of paper, two lines.

The delicate small characters, although the words are simple, are true to each word.

At this time, Lan Qiao had put on his clothes, and Feng Yeling handed him another hot towel to wipe his face with, saying, "This time I have brought Uncle Dingyuan's ashes with me, which can be regarded as fulfilling his last wish for you."

.”

"You" Lan Qiao was slightly surprised and put the towel back into the basin to wash it.

"What are you doing?" Feng Yeling puffed up her cheeks in dissatisfaction and said, "As Uncle Dingyuan's daughter-in-law, is there anything wrong with doing such a thing?"

Lan Qiao thought about it. He went to Tianlian Peak directly from Jinan and came in a hurry. Now that Ye Wen is going to pay homage to Lan Ruohai at Tianlian Summit, it is really appropriate for Feng Yeling to bring his ashes. He thought of this

He smiled bitterly and said, "There's nothing wrong. You did the right thing."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Xueyin's voice sounded outside the door, "Mr. Lan wanted to ask me to take the ashes back to Tianlian Peak. Fortunately, I didn't agree to him at that time, otherwise I would have been misunderstood by Sister Feng and died."

Bai Xueyin pushed the door open as she spoke. She glanced at the blue bridge in the room first, then smiled at Feng Yeling and said, "I found a set. Sister Feng, try to see if it fits."

Lan Qiao was confused and said, "You already know each other."

"Of course." Feng Yeling glanced at him and said, "I saw your sister Xueyin as soon as I went up the mountain this morning. She dared to write a letter to advise you not to approach me. Of course I want to see what kind of person she is.

Such a person."

Bai Xueyin immediately raised a hand and said, "My little sister is wronged. At that time, I didn't know that Mr. Lan and Sister Feng were engaged."

"I know, I don't blame you. In fact, I want to thank you, thank you for saving him again in Jinan." Feng Yeling said, patting Bai Xueyin's shoulder kindly, and then glared at Lan Qiao.

He glanced at her and said, "Forget it, I've already inquired about it. You haven't had much contact with her in the past few days since you came up the mountain. You can only treat her as a guest by staying together."

Only then did Lan Qiao understand Bai Xueyin's intention of avoiding him these past few days. She had already guessed that Feng Yeling would go up the mountain with Feng Yueming, so she was deliberately avoiding suspicion. He glanced at Bai Xueyin gratefully and changed the subject.

"You just said you found a set, found a set, what?"

"Of course it is the white dress that Sister Feng wants to wear." Bai Xueyin said with a smile, "Master will receive all the guests at Xuehan Palace later, and at the same time, he and the guests will pay homage to Master Lan's heroic soul. Sister Feng is the daughter-in-law.

, of course you have to put on mourning clothes."

"Sister Xueyin is still thoughtful." Feng Yeling picked up a set of plain white dresses from the tray in Bai Xueyin's hand, first compared them casually with herself, and then looked back at Lan Qiao, not thinking.

He started to change clothes without any hesitation in front of Lan Qiao and Bai Xueyin's eyes.

Lan Qiao said awkwardly, "I'm going outside to get some air." After that, he walked out.

Feng Yeling looked at the door that was closed by Lan Qiao from the outside and snorted "coward". She took off the lake green spring dress, picked up the mourning clothes sent by Bai Xueyin and put it on.

Bai Xueyin said with a smile, "Senior brother is a gentleman. I don't dare to look at my sister in this situation." Although she is also a famous beauty on the Allure List, looking at Feng Yeling's appearance at this time, she has to admit that she is naturally beautiful.

There is indeed a heavenly fragrance and national beauty that overwhelms all sentient beings.

She walked up to Feng Yeling, fastened the lace on her lower waist for her, and straightened the corners of her mourning clothes. She looked at her up and down one last time, and said with envy, "Sister Feng is also so dainty in her mourning clothes. This
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