The whole harem is worn

Fu Yeqiu put his fingers on Ruan Qingqing's shoulders, and led her to stand in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling mirror.

The beautiful and innocent little beauty was still worrying about the straps of the dress, completely oblivious to the fact that her figure was completely enveloped by another woman in the clean mirror.

"Why is it so troublesome? If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have worn it." Ruan pouted lightly and muttered.

Fu Yeqiu raised the corners of his lips, and slowly gathered up her long curled hair, which was curled at the end, and then pushed it to the front of her body, revealing the fair and beautiful nape of her neck, and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't worry, let me see. "

Ruan Qingwei obediently stood where she was and let her play with her.

"It's the strap that accidentally tied a knot." Fu Yeqiu's expression became darker, but his voice became more gentle: "But don't worry, I can fix it for you."

Ruan gently looked back, still unaware, and thanked innocently: "Thank you Qiuqiu, fortunately you helped me."

Fu Yeqiu's eyelids twitched slightly.

For a moment, she felt that she should stop. Her little majesty used to be so kind to her, and now he trusts her so much. She should not bully her anymore.

But looking at that face, Fu Yeqiu found that he couldn't help it.

The longing that has been suppressed for many years is mixed with the surging desire, like a beast that has just been released from the cage, unless she bites a piece of meat, she will definitely not give up.

Fu Yeqiu lowered his head.

Her breath sprayed on the back of Ruan Qingqing's neck, it was a little itchy, and there was also a strange feeling. Ruan Qingyuan subconsciously wanted to escape, but her soft waist was grabbed.

Just a fleeting touch.

Because Fu Yeqiu let go of his hand very quickly.

With a little seriousness, she said, "Don't move."

Ruan Weiqing didn't understand why, and she was still a little confused, but she still stood obediently.

Afraid of scaring her, Fu Yeqiu explained gently: "It will be fine soon."

Ruan Qingqing: "Oh."

The fact is exactly as Fu Yeqiu said, the straps on the back were untied, but the design of this dress is unknown, the moment Fu Yeqiu let go, the whole little dress fell off.

Looking at the red layered fabric at her feet, Ruan was slightly stunned. She reacted thoroughly for a few seconds before she belatedly raised her arms and wrapped them around her body.

She didn't look at Fu Yeqiu, but saw her scorching gaze glued to her body from the floor-to-ceiling mirror in front of her.

She was completely different from her gentle and peaceful look just now, and there was a sense of aggression in her eyes that she didn't quite understand.

"Don't look!" Ruan gently hugged himself, a little annoyed.

"Sorry." Fu Yeqiu adjusted her expression in time, as if the side that was revealed just now was Ruan Qingqing's illusion, but she still looked at Ruan Qingyuan without turning around.

Ruan Qingqing had to poke her shoulder with one free hand, and her ears were a little red: "Then turn around."

"Okay." Fu Yeqiu turned around and closed his eyes, but his mind was full of the scene just now.

When they came out of the bathroom, the two of them were a little unnatural. Fu Yeqiu picked up Ruan Qingqing's little dress that fell on the ground, and gave it to the assistant for her to dry clean. .

When Fu Yeqiu came back, Ruan Qingqing was completely recovered, and apologized to her in turn, saying: "I'm sorry, Qiuqiu, I shouldn't have reacted so badly just now. First of all, you didn't do it on purpose, it's all because of that incident." clothing."

Fu Yeqiu couldn't help but laugh.

Ruan Qingqing went on to say: "Besides, between good sisters, it's nothing to take a look at. I won't be embarrassed, and you shouldn't be embarrassed either."

Fu Yeqiu couldn't laugh anymore.

She only felt that the secretion of dopamine increased and her breathing stopped suddenly, but this had nothing to do with embarrassment.

Do you feel embarrassed?

Fu Yeqiu still smiled slightly at Ruan.

She thought, it's okay, take your time.

Fu Yeqiu put on her gentle skin again, sat on the chair opposite Ruan Qingqing, and said, "It's all my fault."

Ruan gently stood up and patted her on the shoulder, and said generously, "It's all right now."

Fu Yeqiu smiled, looked up at her, and asked, "Did you know me before Qingqing? I always feel that seeing you is kind and familiar, but it's so strange. Today is obviously the first time we meet."

Ruan Qingqing hesitated to speak, a little distressed: "I want to tell you, but I guess you won't believe me..."

"I believe." Fu Yeqiu's eyes were focused and her tone was firm, she said, "Gently, as long as you tell me, I will believe you."

Ruan Weiwei did not expect such a reaction.

But Fu Yeqiu stood up from the chair, stepped on the pair of high heels, and stood still in front of the French window.

She said in a low tone: "Over the years, I have always been troubled by a repeated dream. In the dream, I was wearing a phoenix crown and Xiapei, and someone held my hand. I walked down the long stairs to the top of the tall building, listening to the singing ceremony. The sound and the zither are in harmony, but I don’t know where I am... Countless nights, I will wake up from this dream, I want to know what it means, but I can’t find the result.”

After finishing speaking, Fu Yeqiu turned around, looked at Ruan Qingqing, and said earnestly, "Until I met you today, I don't know why, but I always feel that you can solve this nightmare that has plagued me for a long time."

Ruan took a deep breath lightly, walked up to her, and said seriously: "What you dreamed about should be the scene of our wedding in the previous life."

Fu Yeqiu's face showed just the right confusion: "Past life? Big marriage?"

Ruan Qingqing roughly explained the matter.

Fu Yeqiu sat back on the chair, resting his head on his hands, as if thinking about digesting.

After a long time, she raised her eyes, looked at Ruan Qingqing, and asked, "So, we were originally a married couple?"

Ruan nodded lightly, shook his head again, and quickly explained: "Well... To be precise, we should be regarded as a couple on the surface, but in fact, we are good sisters."

Fu Yeqiu raised his eyebrows: "Good sister?"

Ruan Weiwei was a little embarrassed, but still felt the need to explain: "That is, our relationship is like good sisters, especially innocent, and we have never done that kind of thing."

Fu Yeqiu knew why and asked, "What kind of thing?"

Ruan whispered softly, "It's about consummating the house."

Fu Yeqiu couldn't help laughing.

Ruan gently rubbed her face and asked her, "What are you laughing at?"

LOL you are cute.

But Fu Yeqiu didn't say anything, just shook his head.

She sighed again, raised her hand to tidy up the skirt, and said, "I do believe in past life and present life, but I have no memory of the things you said. It would be great if I could remember all of them. You won’t have to suffer from insomnia every night and be woken up by that dream all the time.”

When she said this, Ruan Qingqing really felt distressed, and without thinking about it, she came to promise: "Qiuqiu, don't worry, I will definitely help you recover your memory."

Fu Yeqiu asked: "What can you do?"

Ruan shook his head lightly: "I don't know, but we can try slowly."

Fu Yeqiu calmed down for a moment, then said, "I have an idea."

Ruan Qingqing: "Tell me."

"It's a stupid way," Fu Yeqiu suppressed his true thoughts, and said naturally: "Since my previous life is related to you, will it be effective if I get in touch with you more?"

Before Ruan could answer softly, Fu Yeqiu said again: "I'm just afraid of delaying your time."

"It's okay, I have a lot of time," Ruan smiled lively, and said to Fu Yeqiu: "When I go back, I will discuss it with Qianxuan and Ayun, and ask them to come and accompany you, and then I will tell you about the past. It might be more effective."

Fu Yeqiu thought to himself: It doesn't have to be.

Fu Yeqiu said, "It's all under your arrangement."

It took time to clean up the little dress, so Fu Yeqiu thoughtfully asked someone to bring up all the delicacies in the dinner. After the two had eaten and chatted, the little dress was also taken care of, so Fu Yeqiu packed the clothes and brought them Ruan went downstairs gently.

Li Qianxuan was so nervous that as soon as she saw Ruan Qingqing, she hugged her into her arms, then supported her shoulders, and nervously asked her if she was being bullied.

"Who can bully me?" Ruan Qingwei didn't take it seriously, and dragged her and Yu Yunfei to Fu Yeqiu, taking advantage of the fact that there was no one around, and said, "This is the Concubine Shu and Concubine Gui that I told you about."

Fu Yeqiu nodded to the two of them.

The three people exchanged glances with each other, the smell of gunpowder was on the verge, but Ruan Qingqing didn't notice it, and said: "Qiuqiu, then I'll go back and study to see if I can write a talisman to help people retrieve their memories. See you tomorrow. "

Fu Yeqiu restrained the urge to force her to stay, and said calmly: "Well, see you tomorrow."

After going back, Ruan Qingqing said that she wanted to find memories for the queen. Li Qianxuan was not very happy, but Yu Yunfei held her back, and took her to the balcony while Ruan Qingqing was drawing a talisman: "The matter of the queen's amnesia It doesn't have to be true, let's not refuse, go over with Qingqing tomorrow and have a good look."

Li Qianxuan was confused: "You mean the empress pretends to have amnesia? But what is she trying to do?"

Yu Yunfei rolled her eyes at her.

"Don't you know our majesty's temper? You said why she didn't stay with you and Concubine Xian, and insisted on coming to me? It's just one aspect that I didn't bully her too much, and another aspect is that she thinks I'm weaker We are in trouble and we need help.”

Li Qianxuan: "So?"

It was rare for Yu Yunfei to be patient with her: "Don't you understand? If Fu Yeqiu is just a domineering president who lives smoothly and has no troubles, then it's fine for His Majesty to have seen her. After reminiscing with her, he will go to set up a stall under the overpass , but what will happen to her amnesia?"

Li Qianxuan: "What will happen?"

Yu Yunfei's eyes were about to roll to the sky: "Her Majesty will find a way for her when she loses her memory, and will surround her! She doesn't need to use strong methods, and she doesn't need to stalk her, she can Easily tie His Majesty by your side."

Li Qianxuan finally came to her senses, clenched her fists and slammed the wall angrily, scolding: "The empress is as shameless as ever!"

Ruan Qingqing naturally didn't know this, at night, she lay between her concubine and concubine Shu as usual, and when they fell asleep, she got up and carried the small pillow to the sofa, and spent the night peacefully on the sofa.

The next day, she got up early again, and went downstairs to exercise after washing.

What she didn't expect was that there was a familiar figure standing beside the bushes downstairs.

Ruan slightly startled.

The short-haired girl with a delicate and cold face is walking towards her. She is wearing a moon-white suit with a black T inside. I think she is pretty and handsome.

But Ruan Qingqing couldn't appreciate it.

Jiang Li in her heart was still frozen in that time when her long hair was flowing and her skirts were flying.

At that time, Jiang Li was the ruler who could turn his hands into clouds and rain in the court, a master of metaphysics who was so strong that he could shake the world with a single strike, and was her greatest support and comfort in that era of involuntary control. .

But now, Jiang Li, who was still young, walked up to her and tentatively said, "That..."

"Don't talk yet." Ruan gently looked at her pair of soul-stirring peach blossom eyes, but her expression was not concentrated, as if she was missing another person through her.

Ruan Weiwei's expression was a little dazed, but her voice was clear: "When you talk, you don't look like her anymore."

Jiang Li: "..."

what is this?

Has stand-in literature come into reality?