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    The moonlight was slightly cool, reflecting on the two people who were in love in the house.

    Fragrant Capsule snuggled naked in Chen Zian’s arms, while Chen Zian lovingly kissed her forehead.

    “Zian, I’d still like to squash this for now.”

    Xiang Capsicum said despondently, “Since Rou Niang’s purpose is to get rid of her husband, I think that she will not make a move against us again. Master’s side is very short of manpower, now the temple’s temporary stability is all because of her day and night worries in exchange, I really don’t want her to be annoyed by this matter again.”

    Xiang Capsicum’s hand unconsciously traced circles on Chen Zian’s chest, and sighed again, “What’s more, I’ve worked with Rou Niang before, and she was so meticulous and gentle with her patients, so why is she so vicious to me? I can’t figure it out, and I want to wait until the affairs in the temple are over and Rou Niang is free to go and ask for an understanding before making a decision.”

    “Good, whatever you want to do, I will support you.” Chen Zian smiled, grabbed her unsteady hand, and hugged her even tighter, “Living our life well is the most important thing.”

    These words were sweet at first, and then endlessly bitter in the ears of the Fragrant Capsicum.

    Chen Zian’s body will soon recover, the so-called “their days” in the White Horse Monastery is only a few short days.

    Their love is like that night dew, although crystal flawless, but not to see the light.

    When the sun rises and is illuminated by that sun, it disperses into smoke and disappears without a trace.

    But at the beginning, she was so prepared, just really get along to a place, more or less a little reluctant to give up.

    Suddenly, Shampoo sat up and went aside to grab a pair of sharp scissors.

    Chen Zian exclaimed, “Xiang Capsicum, what are you, what are you doing!”

    However, she saw Xiang Capsicum raise an eyebrow and smile, gently cutting off a strand of her own green silk with scissors, and then turning her head to look at Chen Zian, with tenderness in her eyes, “Erlang, would you like to make a concentric knot with me with your green silk?”

    Chen Zian was stunned, then smiled and took the scissors, also cutting off a strand of his own hair and handing it over to Xiang Cai.

    He gently held Fragrant Capsicum’s hand and whispered, “Fragrant Capsicum, I wish to be with you, eternally, and to be with you in times of trouble.”

    Xiang Capsicum took two red ropes from the case, and each of their hair strands in their hands twisted around their fingertips, gradually weaving them into two exquisite concentric knots.

    “My lord, there is no need for eternal knots.”

    Xiang Capsicum approached Chen Zian, placed a concentric knot on his hand, and softly said, “Spring is gone in a hurry with flowing water, and the race is on to be the first to take advantage of the flowers. I don’t ask for anything else, I only ask for this moment of concentricity with Er Lang. If I am more greedy, I would like to ask that whenever you see this concentric knot in the future, you will think of your slave girl once, okay?”

    Looking at Xiang Capsicum’s worried brows, Chen Zian seemed to realize something.

    He wanted to say something, but he felt how it was all pale and powerless, and could only embrace Xiang Capsicum with all his might.

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