Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie’s Dearest Beloved Wife

Before Xie Yuqing remembered, Shuanghua was wearing a red dress, but because she had gray on her face, she couldn't see clearly.

Now she is wearing a maid dress, but also made of fine satin, not red but light pink.

He only looked at the clothes and knew that his mother was not ordinary to Shuanghua, otherwise she would not let her wear silk clothes.

Xie Yuqing's mother looked at her son and smiled with her lips, "The mother is going to rest, so go to bed!"

"Mother, why can't you wear red?"

"Doubt, Yuqing, do you also care about Xiaoshuang?"

Xie Yuqing's way, what the mother didn't want to say, he would be ridiculed by her if he asked anything.

Xie Yuqing left from his mother. When she was going back to the house, she remembered Yan Shuanghua and went to the study to see that she was still asleep there. It seems to be sleeping soundly, without the consciousness of being a maid.

Xie Yu tilted his hands tightly and turned away. After a while, he sent a grandma to take care of Yan Shuanghua.

In this way, Yan Shuanghua stayed with Xie Yuqing. Although she was a maidservant, she dared not do anything but pour water and grind tea, and Mrs. Xie secretly covered her, and she dared not do anything to her.

Yan Shuanghua is just like the eldest lady of the Xie family, and Xie Yuqing also opened her eyes and closed her eyes.

When bored, Yan Shuanghua always tweeted in front of Xie Yuqing.

Xie Yuqing was silent at first. If she was impatient, she looked up at Shuanghua and she could always shut her mouth.

Yun Bixue was muddy, and she didn't know how long she was in the dream. She struggled and couldn't wake up from the dream.

This made her frightened, flustered, and even brought a trace of fear. Why is this happening?

On this night and night, there was heavy downpour and thunder and thunder. She was just a ray of thought. Every time the thunder thundered, her heart was pounding and throbbing, and there was a sense of terror.

In the middle of the night, bells rang from the mountain not far away.

Yun Bixue couldn't help being surprised, and woke up from the dream.

She gasped for gasps.

After a while, Yun Bixue calmed down and looked around. Is she still on the plane?

Yun Bixue looked at the time and was amazed. Did she sleep all day and night?

She watched Xie Limo sleeping, and hurriedly pushed Xie Limo, "Li Mo, Li Mo?"

After a while, Xie Limo also opened his gorgeous eyes, looking at Yun Bixue, a glimmer of light flashed under his eyes, "Axue?"

"It's me, Li Mo, are you dreaming too?"

Xie Limo nodded and nodded.

Yun Bixue did not understand why the two would dream at this time, "I... Li Mo, I dreamed of Xie Yuqing, the ancestor of Xie's family, and Yan Jiyan Shuanghua, they were both teenagers."

Xie Limo's expression changed, and then reached out to hug Yun Bixue and hugged tightly, "Axue, those are dreams!"

"Li Mo, did you also dream about it, but why do I feel so real? And I have slept all day and night."

Xie Limo called Blood Shadow from another plane cabin and asked him about the situation.

"Xie Shao, you and Mrs. Shao have been asleep all the time, and the subordinates are unclear, but it looks normal and looks and breathes normally, so I didn't wake you up."

"Well, go back!"

Yun Bixue was still confused. For a time, he could not distinguish between illusion and reality. She murmured: "Li Mo, seeing Xie Mansion thousands of years ago, is still very excited, but I don't know if that is true or not? Yes, why can't Yan Shuanghua wear a red dress?"

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