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Every time I talk, there must be such words as Sister, Sister like this, Sister like this.
Make Xiu Zijin irritable.
Especially recently Xiu Zijin discovered that he seems to be unable to draw his wife's face.
His wife’s face slowly weakened in his impression
It became more and more blurred, which made Xiu Zijin very painful.
People have self-healing ability and forgetting ability, some memories are too painful, the human brain chooses to forget.
Xiu Zijin's painting is still his wife, but he always feels that the paintings are a little different from the impressions.
I don't remember where it is different.
It’s just that I can’t remember some details, such as the eyes of my wife, and the paintings always feel wrong.
Xiu Zijinfan, there is also a woman who wears red and purple every day, reminding her that her death day is coming.
Since it's the anniversary of death, why don't you wear such gaudy clothes
The death day is approaching, shouldn't you dress more plainly
Every time I look at it, Xiu Zijin feels his eyes hurt.
For the sake of her own eyes and ears, Xiu Zijin directly restrained Ning Shu, and the time of restraint was uncertain.
When will you be released to see your mood
Don't want to wrestle.
Ning Shu was banned, and he was not in a hurry.
The most intuitive manifestation is that charcoal fires have been reduced. If there is no charcoal fire in winter, people will freeze to death.
The body is warm after absorbing the power of the fire sun, and it is especially comfortable. I don't care if there is a charcoal fire.
The food was bad, so Ning Shu went to get the food on her own.
Start a small stove for yourself at midnight.
There is no trustworthy person around the client, and no trustworthy person.
There is a maid brought over from her natal family. It is the mother-in-law of the entrusted person. She teaches well and sends news to Ning’s family every time.
If she has anything to do, the maid will pass on the message.
No, she fell out of favor and was forbidden. The mistress of the Ning family and the client's mother gave Ning Shu a letter to make her a good life, don't cause trouble, serve the prince and take care of Hong'er.
Don't keep everything there every day, think about your family.
Ning Shu received the letter and ignited the stove after reading it.
The firewood is not good in cold weather.
Let her miss her husband, her natal family, and her nephew, whoever thinks of her, she doesn't want to care about anyone now.
With the water thrown out by the people she married out, what will happen in the future, her family is afraid to hide far away.
Her natal family supported her, it didn't exist.
It's serious to please the prince. You are married high, so what do you want with such a good husband
Don't be unsatisfied.
But the Ning family raised Ning Anyi again, and Ning Anyi couldn't refuse the family's arrangements.
Ning Shu had read the letter from the Ning family's mistress, and used it to set the fire.
Live as you should.
On the day of Ning Anshuang’s death, Ning Shu took off her red and purple clothes and changed into plain clothes.
Sour incense in front of Ning'an Shuang's tablet.
Xiu Zijin hugged the child, and saw Ning Shu walking over, wearing plain clothes. He almost thought that Shuang'er was back. He couldn't help but walk in and found that it was Ning Anyi.
Now Ning Anyi is less and less like Shuang'er. If it was a bit similar before, now even if she wears the same color clothes.
Looking at the image from a distance, at the first glance, the difference is too big.
She raised a little at the end of her eyes, and when she raised her eyebrows to look at people, it gave people a sharp and sonorous feeling.
Ning Anyi used to be a quiet woman with few words, but now she deliberately confronts him, which has changed a lot.
Ning Shu saw Hong'er in his arms, and immediately said with a smile, "Hong'er looks really good today."
He stretched out his hand and squeezed Hong'er's small tender hand, and then covered his face with his hand, and said in a sad and sorrowful voice: "Sister, if I see Hong'er looks so good, I must be very pleased, sister, sister, how are you? Go so early..."
Ning Shu's babble floated in the room, with a gloomy feeling.
Xiu Zijin:...
ill!
"The princess is not in good health, so she will keep her feet well in the future." Xiu Zijin ignored Ning Shu's humming, and said directly to Grandma Li, "I'm optimistic about the princess."
Grandma Li:...
The princess's ability to die is beyond her expectation.
She was already very sad at first, and you even poked at the painful spot, whether she came to show weakness or was deliberately disgusting.
Ning Shu was banned again.
In the evening, Ning Shu opened the closet and put on the style of clothes that Ning Anshuang loves to wear.
With a little makeup, what exactly Ning'an Cream looks like, Ning Shu can only rely on the client's memory, as well as the appearance of Ning'an Cream painted by Xiu Zijin.
Relying on rough makeup tools, Ning Shu drew himself like Ning An Shuang 80%, the main thing is that the two look a little alike.
With her hair loose, Ning Shu arrived outside Xiu Zijin's door like a ghost.
Hey, why has she fallen in love with this approach recently
Like to be so scary when it's okay
But no ghost knocked on the door, Ning Shu stepped in from the window, and suddenly it sounded, not knowing that the world's ability can't use the law of space.
If you use the spatial channel, I'm afraid she will be able to appear in front of Xiu Zijin out of thin air.
Ning Shu uses spiritual power to find space nodes, and then builds space channels.
Then Ning Shu suddenly disappeared, and then suddenly appeared beside Xiu Zijin's bed.
Ning Shu pinched his throat, learning from Ning Anshuang's voice, and gently shouted: "Jin Lang, Jin Lang, wake up."
Xiu Zijin suddenly woke up feeling someone beside the bed. If it were an assassin, he might be dead now.
Under the cold and watery moonlight, Xiu Zijin saw a woman with disheveled hair sitting next to his bed, her plain clothes a bit scary at night.
Xiu Zijin was startled in a cold sweat, and quickly drew out the dagger under the pillow.
Ning Shu immediately pinched his throat and said, "It's me, Jin Lang, don't you remember me?"
Xiu Zijin hesitated, "Is it Shuang'er, Shuang'er, am I dreaming?"
"it's me."
"Shuang'er." Xiu Zijin stretched out his hand to grab Ning Shu excitedly, but Ning Shu took two steps back.
"Jin Lang, you don't love me anymore, why did you marry someone else and still marry my sister."
Xiu Zijin hurriedly said, "Shuang'er, this king has nothing to do. Grandpa Huang will definitely force me to get married."
"I thought your sister could take good care of Hong'er, but I didn't expect her to look like you at all."
Ning Shu:...
"You are just looking for excuses. The emperor loves you so much. He will never force you to get married without giving it to you for a year."
"But who made me love you, Jin Lang, I'm leaving now, my time is running out, and I will come back to see you..."
Ning Shu said as he constructed a passage leading to the door, and then suddenly disappeared from Xiu Zijin.
It just disappeared.
Xiu Zijin's eyes almost protruded, just disappeared like this
"Shuang'er, Shuang'er..." Xiu Zijin chased towards the door, and hit the door directly, bruising her forehead.
It's not a dream, does Shuang'er's soul really appear
It disappeared at once.
(End of this chapter)