707. Chapter 707 Waking up from a dream: Heartbreaking 【5】
The lush green branches have lost their green color, shattering the old dream of prosperity; in the bleak cold wind, the mist is heavy.
When Mu Jieyu looked through the light smoke and mist in the late autumn morning and saw the man lying quietly among the white mandala flowers, she felt happy and walked forward lightly.
Gazing longingly at his gorgeous face.
He was sleeping quietly, peacefully and peacefully. His long eyelashes were covered with traces of dew, making him as quiet and beautiful as a newly blooming flower. His cool and thin lips did not know what good dream he had, and his lips curled up slightly.
It turned an arc, just like a smile that seemed to be absent, and in an instant the wind passed by the rain, spring returned to the earth, the ice and snow melted, flowers bloomed, and the fireworks flashed across the eternal condensation, pouring over the world.
She had never stared into his sleepy eyes like this before, and she didn't expect to be so beautiful. The mist was shallow, and everything in front of her seemed to be engraved into the painting, and the elegance and indifference shamed the most beautiful splash-ink landscape.
She didn't want to disturb him, but she couldn't help but couldn't help but reach out to his face. However, the moment her fingertips touched his, she seemed to have broken the colorful soap bubbles, and they shattered instantly.
And the man was blown away by a gust of cold wind, turned into dust, and disappeared into the vast land.
"Ah Rong——"
Once again, Mu Jieyu was awakened by a nightmare. When she sat up suddenly, she was surprised to find that it was already dawn. Her heartbeat, which was still unsteady due to the nightmare, prompted her to stand up in a hurry regardless of it, grabbed the dress hanging aside, and held it on her side.
He dressed hurriedly and walked towards the door.
When Mu Jieyu opened the door, Bai Qian, who had been napping against the door, immediately woke up because he lost his support. When he opened his eyes and saw Mu Jieyu, Bai Qian, who was still confused, screamed: "Miss, are you awake?"
!”
When Mu Jieyu heard this, his delicate eyebrows frowned: "Have I been unconscious for a long time?"
Bai Qian is still not fresh: "You have been in a coma for nearly ten days."
Mu Jieyu's eyes flashed: "What day is today?"
"November 10th." Bai Zian blurted out without thinking.
Mu Jieyu's eyebrows furrowed even more tightly, and then he asked, "On what day was I sent back?"
"It was Mr. Wang ten days ago..." Bai Qian yawned and suddenly stopped mid-sentence. He covered his mouth with his little hand and looked at Mu Jieyu nervously.
"What happened ten days ago?" Mu Jieyu looked at Bai Jian with sharp eyes, "I was kidnapped by Xuan Yinlan on October 17th, but you said that I was in a coma for ten days. Today is November 10th again.
Why? What are you hiding from me?"
Bai Qian's face turned pale. The last thing she knew was lying, especially lying to her master. But she didn't dare to tell the truth. She didn't know where to put her hands and feet. She thought for a while and finally said: "Prince Rong
His Highness rescued you back to the palace, it was Lord Wang who sent you back ten days ago."
Mu Jieyu's eyes were condensed: "Arong will send me back when I'm unconscious?"
Bai Qian was startled, but his reaction was very quick: "Prince Jing felt that it was inappropriate for a daughter of yours to stay in Prince Rong's Mansion, and he was worried about your safety, so he asked His Highness Prince Rong to send you back."
"Bai Qian, do you know that if you tell a lie, you have to tell a hundred lies to cover it up?" Mu Jieyu looked at her coldly, "Do you still remember, who can't tolerate the most by my side?"
Betrayal and deception.
Five words flashed through Bai Xian's mind instantly, and she immediately knelt down with a bang: "Miss, you have to be a slave!"
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