The scorching sun on the dome is slightly westerly, shining with scorching sunshine. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe Jingshi Qingdu of the Great Liang Kingdom is like a big steamer, forcing most people to hide in their homes. Those who have yards and shade trees have placed mats and lay under the trees, looking for the slightest breeze to relieve the heat.

Yanwang's Mansion is built near the lake, and there are more cooling settings such as water curtains and ditches in the house, which are much cooler than ordinary people.

Having said that, the effectiveness of the Turkish air conditioner is limited after all. In the Yanwang Mansion, both the master and the servant, most of them were so hot that they were drowsy. The master took a lunch break, and most of the servants in the house took the opportunity to hide in the shade of a tree or in the gazebo to secretly nap.

The entire Yanwang Mansion was quiet. In the depths of the mansion, in a certain courtyard near the lake, the petite and lovely Yue Ying seemed to be asleep, but she actually quietly pricked up her ears and listened to the movement outside the room.

For a long time, Yue Ying didn't hear any sound. She knew that the nurse and a few maids who were in charge of taking care of her must have secretly hid by the lake to escape the heat.

Yue Ying got up and rubbed her eyes with her eyes, looking like she hadn't woken up yet. She climbed out of bed and shouted, "Mother He, Zhu'er, Aunt Lin, where are you?"

Yue Ying stood beside the bed and shouted a few times, but did not hear any movement. She couldn't help but rejoice. Yue Ying walked outside barefoot and shouted in the house: "Mother, mother, where are you?"

Yue Ying kept shouting, but in fact, she deliberately kept her voice down. Yue Ying inspected the wing room where she lived, and went out to the main room.

The main house is the bedroom of the princess Bai Wanling, the house is tall, the area is vast, and it is divided into several rooms, but it is not a palace.

In the courtyard, there are naturally female guards standing guard. When they saw Yue Ying walking with her hair scattered, they couldn't help but ask.

Yue Ying waved her hand: "I'm fine." It's just a nightmare, trying to find my mother. ”

The captain of the guard bowed down and explained: "Princess Niangniang, I went to visit the concubine Niangniang, and I haven't returned yet." The female captain gradually frowned, revealing anger: "Mother He, they are really." If no one stays, they will steal and play tricks. The county lord will wait a while, and I will send someone to find them back. ”

Yue Ying was startled and hurriedly stopped: "I asked them not to stay in the house." I'm afraid they'll make a noise about me. I'll go to my mother's house for a while. You don't go to them. They're busy with other things. ”

The female captain hesitated, nodded in response, and proposed to accompany Yue Ying. Yue Ying resolutely stopped and rushed to the main room alone, her expression flustered.

The female captain was secretly suspicious. Due to the rules of the house, the guards are not allowed to enter and leave the room at will. The female captain sent someone to report to the princess Bai Wanling, and also to find several maids who were responsible for taking care of Yue Ying.

Yue Ying rushed into the main room in a panic. Although she was young, she was taller than children of her age and had a bright mind. She estimated that the captain of the guard would call the nurse and the maid. She couldn't help but hurry up and rushed to her mother's bedroom.

Yue Ying ran faster and faster, and almost fell down several times. She rushed to the dresser and struggled to pull open the mahogany drawer. There are only a few items in the drawers, neatly arranged. Yue Ying took out the scroll in it.

Yue Ying untied the red rope and slightly unfolded the scroll to look at it. When she saw the face of the young Taoist in the painting, she couldn't help but show a little hatred: "It's you!"

Yue Ying couldn't help but push back the drawer. She held the scroll and looked around. She wanted to rush to the window, but she was afraid that the smoke would attract the intervention of the guards. She changed her mind and rushed to the very center of the main room.

Yue Ying glanced around the hall and rushed to a certain wooden table. She pulls out a branch of new flowers that has been decorated in a clay pot. She lifted the clay pot and noticed that there was water inside. Yue Ying threw away the clay pot and turned to look for other suitable utensils.

After a glance, all kinds of utensils are generally small and not suitable for braziers. Yue Ying panicked, worried that the nurse and maid would come at any time. She stopped looking and walked to the table.

Yue Ying pulled two stools and put them together as fuel. She shoved the scroll in her arms into the middle of the stool. Yue Ying took out the fire fold she had secretly prepared from her clothes. She pulled off the lid and blew lightly, and the fire broke out visibly.

Yue Ying brought the fire fold close to the scroll. She squatted down, puffed out her cheeks, and blew hard. The fire fold was blown into a big fire, but it did not ignite the painting scroll for a long time.

Yue Ying was in a hurry, turning her head and glancing. She got up and gathered the cloth mats in the hall. She returned to the table and shoved the cloth cushion onto the fire. In the blink of an eye, the fire swelled and turned into a large handful of flames.

Black smoke rises, and the fire ignites both wooden benches at the same time. The fire was raging, wrapping the scroll and burning violently. Yue Ying's face was happy, and she kept slowly retreating.

However, after a long time, the scroll in the center of the flame never burned or even blackened. Yue Ying was surprised, stepped forward slowly, and bowed closer. Sure that the flames had not been able to destroy the painting shaft at all, Yue Ying was disappointed and secretly thought of a way. There was a sudden question at the door, which made Yue Ying tremble slightly.

"What are you doing, you little bastard?" Bai Wanling led a few maids and rushed through the door. She saw the fire in the center of the hall, and her heart was angry, and her steps became faster and faster.

"Mother!" Yue Ying shrank her head and kept slowly retreating.

Bai Wanling rushed to the fire and waved her sleeves slightly. A large splash of water then fell, instantly extinguishing the raging flames. The fire was extinguished, and Bai Wanling realized the painting scroll in the middle of the wooden bench. She became more and more gloomy, and with a gesture of her hand, the scroll flew up automatically.

Bai Wanling caught the scroll and unfolded it. She was angry, but also inexplicable. Bai Wanling wanted to ask, but suddenly changed her words. She turned to face the maids behind her, "You all go out." No one is allowed to come in without my permission. ”

A few maids bowed down and walked out of the door quickly.

Bai Wanling waited for a moment, calmed down her anger, and beckoned to her daughter with a straight face: "Come here!"

Yue Ying shook her head and slowly retreated. Bai Wanling had no choice but to take the initiative to step forward and force her daughter into a corner: "Say it, why do you burn your mother's paintings?"

Yue Ying shrank her head and secretly looked at her mother's expression. She had neither pity nor guilt, as if she thought her actions were not wrong.

Bai Wanling became more and more annoyed, and asked sternly: "Answer me honestly! Why do you burn your mother's paintings? If you don't make it clear, your mother will whip your ...... hard."

"Smoke it," Yue Ying stiffened her neck, "Wait for Daddy to come back, see if I don't sue you!"

"You," Bai Wanling raised her palm, gesturing to hit, "If you are disobedient, your father will also help me whip you! Say, why do you want to set fire to it? Do you want to burn down your mother's bedroom?"

"I don't know the hearts of good people," Yue Ying pursed her mouth, and she couldn't help but be aggrieved, "I just want to help you!"

Bai Wanling was inexplicable: "Help me what?"

"Help you cut off the idea of non-separation. Yue Ying shouted angrily.

Bai Wanling was even more confused. She could feel her daughter's seriousness and earnestness. She was a little angry, frowned and asked, "What do you mean by non-divisive thinking? What nonsense are you talking about?"

"I'm not talking nonsense," Yue Ying pointed to the scroll in Bai Wanling's hand, "You always think about your old lover." You're already married to your father, why do you have to secretly think about other men?"

Bai Wanling looked at her daughter's angry appearance and couldn't help but be dumbfounded. She couldn't understand: "What are you talking nonsense? When do I think about other men?"