One

"What are you doing here?"

Delicate roses bloomed on the green flower beds, and a beautiful woman stood on the ladder.

The beauty faces the sky, the slender jade hand pinched off the flower stems one by one, and cut off the vivid "life", and the foot is a cemetery of flowers and bones, piled up a mountain of corpses. She does not have the fashionable gorgeous style on her body, the dress is simple, the long hair with slightly curly hair is fluffy and draped, when the breeze comes, the hair and dress flutter like a dance, and the faint fragrance of flowers dyes this small garden, and every place is a fragrant spring smell.

The flower perch under the ladder was in a daze, and there was an unclear emotion in his eyes.

"What the hell are you here for?" the man on the ladder asked again, his tone dissatisfied, as if to blame someone for not responding in a daze.

Huaqi woke up in a trance and said, "I want to see you." ”

"I have something to look at. The man disagreed, "Xiaoxue is what you should see the most, you are going to get married, the marriage has not yet been decided, you are here, our family has never been married, there are two days, you can help and handle this marriage." ”

Huaqi was flattered and muttered, "Wenwen...... You, forgive me?"

The man was silent for a while, and then said: "Xiaoxue regards you as her own sister, as her family, if you don't participate in her lifelong events, she will be unhappy." ”

"That's it, too, she has such a good heart, she puts happiness or unhappiness on her face, and I can't see that she is unhappy. Huaqi felt an indescribable loss in his heart, but his mood was much better than just now, he could talk to people, and he had more smiles on his face.

Han Wen came down with the ladder in his hand, patted the leaf juice on his hand, and hung smoothly on the ground in a blue dress, pressing the flowers and bones to bow their heads and bow down to the queen who held their fresh "life".

"I have other things to do, if it's okay, you can go and get married. Han Wen smoothed her slightly wrinkled skirt, lifted a basket full of roses, and walked straight past Hanaqi, without giving a look from beginning to end.

"Wenwen!" Hua Qi suddenly turned around and called out to her, "Do you know about me and Duan Qianyan?"

She stopped, stood only for a few seconds, and then walked away as if nothing had happened, without looking back, not to mention a few echoes.

Huaqi stood alone and was sad, Wenwen's attitude of ignoring it was the best answer, she must have known, otherwise she wouldn't be so indifferent.

"What should I do?

In the flower beds of green leaves and red flowers, the wind became cool, and the sour voice of the woman revealed the desolation and sorrow of late autumn and early winter.

Compared to Hanaqi's pain and helplessness, Hangul is not very easy.

In the past few days, because of the incident of the sister-in-law, everyone was tossed, first of all, she pulled Da Zhou Wenze to her to ask the teacher, blaming her for not being strict in discipline, and letting her sister-in-law come to the sister of the marriage event; 。

Han Wen was very helpless, her trouble-nasty temperament made her feel so happy that she didn't have the heart to discipline her sister when she saw her sister who was so happy that she wanted to fly. She didn't understand the mood of the rest of the family who were anxious, but marriage is a matter of the sister alone after all, and no matter how much others say, she is not qualified to decide other people's marriages. I believe that in a few days, as soon as the marriage is over, these people should stop.

The marriage of my sister is a major event, and it is the most joyous event since the establishment of Huyue Court.

Han Wen was not so happy, in fact, there was still sorrow, she counted the days, and in two days, the surname Duan would marry her sister who was like a flower and jade. She believes that with the status of the surname Duan in Dali, someone from Dali will come to verify the authenticity of the marriage on the day of the wedding, she is not worried about whether her sister will have a bad time marrying into the Yunnan Palace, what she is really worried about is that the surname Duan really wants to be the groom?

The ten-year love triangle between him and Junbai has always been a thorn in each other's hearts, and now, this thorn is very likely to pierce his sister's heart.

As an older sister, can she not be worried?

What exactly is needed to stop the endgame in the near future?

She was depressed, pondering, and struggling......

Until—

"Miss, are you okay?"

The man's voice pulled back her mind that had been scattered for nine days.

When I looked up, I was shocked to realize that I had walked aimlessly to the foot of the flower pavilion, and the person was standing in the pavilion looking at her.

"Little Lord Duan, is there something wrong?" she quickly sorted out her thoughts and looked at him expressionlessly.

"I see that the eldest lady just looked bad, is there something on her mind?" he talked about the topic endlessly.

Han Wen glanced at him coldly, walked into the pavilion, leaned on the pillar and said to him, "Don't you go to prepare for the wedding, come here to enjoy the flowers and chant poetry?"

Duan Qianyan looked back at her, "I came to see you on a special trip." ”

"Me?" she said, pointing to herself, feigning surprise, "what are you looking for me? ”

"I wonder why you didn't tell her that the woman I loved so much was Hanasu. Duan Qianyan's eyes and tone became very serious, and even his momentum was a little serious.

The answer she gave to this question was too unsettling - "too lazy to say." ”

The simple three words suddenly ruined the tense atmosphere that had been created so hard.

Duan Qianyan couldn't help but ask, "Have you ever thought about the dead girl?"

"Thought. ”

"Sleep every day, this is what you think?"

"I thought about it. ”

"You....... It's unbelievable. ”

"Each other, each other. ”

“.......”

No matter what she asked, she answered lightly, and Duan Qianyan felt irritable.

Do the women of the Han family have a mouth that is angry and unworthy?

Duan Qianyan had the urge to choke her neck and ask her if she had a serious attitude, but looking at the smooth and slender neck, he couldn't imagine that he could be safe and sound under the tight grip of his five fingers.

In addition to the annoying little mouth that can speak, the dead girl's neck is also so white and slender.......

Well?

Why do you think about it?

Duan Qianyan restrained his crooked thoughts, and reflected on his cranky thoughts at some point, because the person in front of him was her sister, he thought about everything to her, did his customization degenerate?

Han Wen didn't notice the subtle change in his mood, and he was sitting on the bench with his legs crossed, nodding and dozing off.

Duan Qianyan regained his disordered mind, raised his eyes and saw that the woman three steps away was asleep, and he froze, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

When he was self-reflective and depressed, this woman fell asleep like no one else?

Too rude!

Too...... Irritating!

Just as he was wondering if he should use a way to wake her up, she had already slept until she woke up naturally, and the first thing she said when she woke up was to ask him, "Haven't you left yet?"

Where to go?

"If you don't go, I'll go. ”

He froze in place, and for a moment, he suspected that he could not understand human speech.

"If there's nothing else to do, I'll go back and catch up on my sleep. She waved at him, as if she hadn't slept well in three days.

Duan Qianyan was stunned, silently watching the eldest lady walk away leisurely.

Well....... She's going to sleep for another three days, right?