After a moment, Shen Nanxiao seemed to suddenly realize something, and he pushed Yin Luzhu away slightly.
"But why did you..."
He looked Yin Luzhu up and down.
Yin Luzhu understood the meaning in his eyes.
She said: "I died on your day, but for some reason, I turned into Yin Luzhu when I woke up again. Maybe it's because God has mercy on me."
Under the candlelight, Shen Nanxiao was unparalleledly handsome, warm and beautiful, and she looked at Yin Luzhu quietly, her eyes as quiet as a deep pool.
Looking at his appearance at this moment, Yin Luzhu chuckled. The smile on his face was particularly bright under the candlelight, and his long and slender fingers casually hooked his fingertips.
Shen Nanxiao trembled slightly.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the two people's intertwined hands, and his eyes suddenly turned red.
Yin Luzhu whispered softly in his ear.
"Walking about landscapes is like a dream for thousands of years. In the past ten years, I have seen the colorful purples and reds, the flying orioles and dancing swallows, the bamboo wind passing through the courtyard, the fragrant green lotus, the setting clouds and the solitary vulture, the long autumn sky, and the plain weather. The snow is falling, the cold plum blossoms are standing proudly, but you are the only one I can never let go of in my life."
Shen Nanxiao looked at Yin Luzhu in shock, something flashed across his eyes so fast that no one had time to see clearly.
A moment later, he held servant Yin Luzhu in his arms again.
Only she knew what Fu Wansheng said before she died.
Furthermore, Yin Luzhu was uneducated and unskilled, and he was also uninformed about poetry, lyrics and songs. He would never be able to speak such words.
She is Wan Sheng! She was the girl from the Fu family.
At this moment, Shen Nanxiao suddenly felt very lucky.
God treated him well.
Yin Luzhu let Shen Nanxiao hold him without any struggle, but there was a chill in his eyes.
At this moment, Shen Nanxiao's hoarse voice came softly, "Wan Sheng, even if you become a man now, I will protect you for the rest of your life."
Yin Luzhu: "..."
Suddenly hearing such a sentence, Yin Luzhu pursed his lips in a complicated manner, "Let's talk about it, let's talk about it."
Gently pushing the person away, she said: "Xiangguo, I don't want others to know about today's events."
Shen Nanxiao nodded, "No third person will know about this matter."
As long as she's still here, that's fine.
Looking at Shen Nanxiao in front of him and the affection in his eyes, Yin Luzhu was in a trance for a moment.
In the past, she had never met Shen Nanxiao, nor had she even spoken a word. How come now...
Why is he so affectionate towards me?
Unable to figure it out, Yin Luzhu stopped thinking about it and hurriedly said goodbye to Shen Nanxiao. She also declined his escort and walked out of the Prime Minister's Mansion silently.
Shen Nanxiao stayed where she was, looking at the direction in which Yin Luzhu was leaving, with a slight smile finally appearing on her cold face.
In the past, others only knew that there were always one or two winds in the world that filled my eighteen thousand dreams, but they did not know that even though there were one hundred and eight thousand dreams, they were not as good as one or two winds in the world.
But in the end, I asked where the wind would stop, but the wind blew out the candle in my dream.
Shen Nanxiao raised his head and exhaled a deep breath.
It turns out that finding something lost is such a joy.
"Wansheng..."
He murmured these two words softly, his voice was as unreal as a dream, and so gentle that it seemed like water could drip from his eyes.
"Brother, what are you laughing at?"
Shen Jinzhao came over at some point and looked at the smile on Shen Nanxiao's face. His face was full of surprise. His brother could also smile?
Shen Nanxiao's eyes swept over him lightly.
