The red light of the setting sun shone in the Hanyuan Mansion, making this originally cold and quiet Washington Mansion a little more warm, a little less away from the hustle and bustle of the Cold Mansion, and there was one more mortal woman walking around, and from time to time she strayed into a secret room with an enchantment, which made the people of Hanyuan Mansion, who were originally bored and cold, busy all of a sudden, everyone was observing, vigilantly protecting the little woman that the king brought back from the mortal world, although she herself said that Dongfang Hongqin snatched her over, and it was a kidnapping. But the people of Hanyuan Mansion are loyal to the Lord, and they don't believe Qingfan's words. Do they think that with their handsomeness, crowning the top three worlds, the noble and arrogant monarch will do something to kidnap you a little woman in the human world? When did the king have a woman by his side, as long as his own king goes to that station, whether it is a fairy of the heavenly clan, a princess of the dragon clan, or a woman of the demon clan, that one is not rushing to come over! Therefore, for a long time, the people of Hanyuan Mansion are used to this kind of scene, for those women who want to be courteous to their monarch, unless the monarch nods, even if it is the daughter of the queen mother, they will not let them step into Hanyuan Mansion. The people of Hanyuan Mansion are never afraid of offending people, because they don't care about anyone's opinion, so they naturally don't have to care about offending people who don't care about it, and besides, they all know it within three rings, so most of the people in Hanyuan Mansion are arrogant to outsiders, like their masters. On the contrary, if the king brought the woman back, then without the king's nod, they would not let her out, Qingfan is the only example - the woman who is not allowed to go out by the people of Hanyuan Mansion.

Qingfan had dinner, bored walking in the inner mansion of Hanyuan Mansion, looking up at the starry sky from time to time, and just looking up at Feng Pavilion. She pouted dissatisfiedly, this Dongfang Hongqin had abducted herself for half a month, but she ran away without a shadow and left herself in this wilderness. Qing Fan looked around, surrounded by immortal mountains everywhere, and there were some clouds and mist around, and there was not even a trace of birds and beasts, this is not a barren mountain and a wild mountain! However, this barren mountain is estimated to be the most magnificent barren mountain, look at the surrounding houses, buildings, pavilions, pavilions and Langfang, this Dongfang Hongqin is really a waste, he lives alone in such a large mountain, and there are so many people serving him. As soon as he thought of this, Qing Fan was even more unhappy, those people didn't believe the bad things that Dongfang Hongqin did to him at all, and thought that he had come to be a guest of his own volition. Also, these people are like ghosts at all, and when they turn around, they don't see anyone, or they turn around and come out. She was so scared that she didn't sleep well, but fortunately they didn't come to Fengge, just right.

Qing Fan played with a peach in his hand, and saw a pavilion in the lower left of the Feng Pavilion, which was not big but very exquisite. She raised her hand and pointed to the attic, opened her mouth wide and took a big bite as she walked, and asked vaguely, "Uncle Nan, where is this?" Following the direction she pointed to, Uncle Nan responded: "Miss Qingfan, this is Tianyu Pavilion, where you practice the piano." "Tianyu Pavilion? That guy practiced the piano and built a building? Qing Fan asked in some surprise, although she had been completely impressed by the area of this Hanyuan Mansion as early as a few days ago, now that she thinks about it, this guy has to build a building to practice the piano, no wonder this Hanyuan Mansion is so big!

"Miss Qingfan, when the king was leaving, he instructed that you can go in and out of any place in Hanyuan Mansion at will, but you must not touch the magic weapons inside, the king is afraid that you will be injured!" Uncle Nan sent Qing Fan to the door of Tianyu Pavilion and said, "Did he add a sentence after him, 'Just don't let her out of Hanyuan Mansion'?" Qing Fan snorted coldly and said with some puffiness, threw the peach pit in his hand far away, turned around and walked into Tianyu Pavilion. When Uncle Nan was hesitant to go in, Qing Fan poked his head out and said, "There are a lot of musical instruments here, you go first, Uncle Nan, I may play late and sleep here!" Uncle Nan hesitated for a moment, and Qingfan said again: "Oh, I promise not to mess with the things inside, by the way, Dongfang Hongqin doesn't like the piano very much?" Qing Fan's eyes rolled, as if he had thought of something, and smiled slyly. Well, when you are practicing, you can play the piano if you are a little violent, and playing the piano will help you calm down. Jun Shang has not come back all these years, and after he came back, he locked himself here for more than half a month and has been playing the piano. We were all worried about him, Lord Mo Yao went in to see Junshang, Junshang kept his eyes closed and played a song repeatedly, no matter how we persuaded Junshang, he didn't stop. There are some calligraphy and paintings in it, Miss Qingfan must not be damaged, those are painted after the king comes back, and they are very important, and even we are not allowed to go in to clean them. Miss Qingfan must remember! Uncle Nan instructed, "Okay, got it!" Why did he lock himself up for more than half a month and not go out? Qing Fan asked curiously, "It should be related to the suffering of the monarch and his decades of experience in the human world, if the monarch doesn't say it, we don't want to ask." Uncle Nan said with a worried face, "He fell into mortal suffering? He has been in the human world for decades? Qing Fan asked in disbelief, which aroused her curiosity even more, "These things are not what we servants should talk about, if Miss Qingfan wants to know, wait for the king to come back after dealing with the matter and ask the king herself!" Uncle Nan had no intention of going on, Qing Fan pursed his mouth in disappointment, went back to the door, and went in......

The interior of Tianyu Pavilion is almost arranged with the pavilion in the world, the tables and chairs carved by rosewood, as well as the dark gray curtain, showing a few honeysuckle flowers and a few lines of small character screens, there are several pianos placed on the desk, there are white jade pianos that are as white and transparent as mutton fat, and there are emerald green and pure emerald green pianos like Cangshan, there are also yellow rosewood carvings, xylophones with black lines are born, and there are black pianos that are black all over, and look old and simple. Qing Fan looked at it carefully, reached out and touched these pianos, pulled up a string and plucked it, the body of the piano made a clear sound, and Qing Fan's ears swirled, quite a lingering taste. Qing Fan stood in the center of the room, and glanced at the desk where Dongfang Hongqin was sitting with a crescent-colored piano bag, which was tied with a thread. Qing Fan curiously walked over and looked at the piano bag, stretched out her hand and opened it, and after glancing at the piano, she couldn't help muttering: "What! What kind of piano did I have at that time, it turned out to be a broken guqin. This Dongfang Hongqin is really strange, he doesn't pretend to put a good jade qin, and he has to install this guqin that has broken strings and broken strings. Aren't you rich? This piano is so rotten that it can't be repaired, and it still remains? Hey, this seems to be the piano of our human world! This wood, this string is very similar to Chengyi's red sandalwood black piano! Isn't this guy a god, why does he still keep things in the world? There are also three words engraved here, 'Jing Muhui', is this piano what I used in my last life? My name in my last life was 'Jing Muhui'? No way! Qingfan tugged at the corners of his mouth and put down the piano in disbelief. Wait a minute, if Dongfang Hongqin is so precious about this piano...... If I destroy it, will he be so angry that he will drive me away? If you want to drive me away, do you have to send me back? So......" Qingfan hesitated, she held the guqin and held it high: "Wouldn't this be too much?" But no matter how excessive it is, it is not as excessive as him, it is obvious that he is at fault first, but ...... This piano ...... It's bad anyway, and it should be okay if I hit it a few more times, right? But what if he's angry? Do you want to fall? Qingfan was in a dilemma holding the piano, she didn't notice that the hem of her skirt was hooked by the armrest of the chair behind her, and when she walked further, her skirt tripped over the chair, and the chair fell towards her, and with a "boom", it slammed on her ankle!!

"Ah!!h Qing Fan roared in pain, her body naturally leaned forward, and the guqin in her hand was also out of her hand, and she threw it far away, only to hear a few "dong dong dong" in succession, Qing Fan was hit in the ankle, and was in tears in pain, she picked up the table in a panic and stumbled up, and was stunned in place for a while......

The piano, which had been held high by himself, flew out at once and smashed on the body of several other pianos displayed in front of him, all of which were displayed on a shelf. As soon as the piano in Qing Fan's hand was smashed, the shelf collapsed. So the guqin smashed on the body of the white qin, and the white qin smashed on the green qin, and then the green qin and the white qin each smashed on the other two xylophones when they fell. The chance of such a piano destroying four pianos is very small, but Qingfan has encountered it now. Qing Fan hurriedly ran over to check, and accidentally knocked down the books piled up in front of the table in a hurry, the paper fell in an instant, and the window was not closed. As soon as the wind came, the paper fell all over the ground, Qing Fan's big head stood in place, some of the paper also fell in front of her, she had a bitter face, this was the worst situation she had ever seen in her life!

Looking at the paper all over the floor, it was densely covered with words. Qing Fan squatted down, ignoring the pain between his feet and began to pick it up. As soon as he picked up one, Qing Fan squatted on the ground and looked at it. She had to admit that Dongfang Hongqin was not only a good-looking person, but also extremely good writing. The small black ink outlines the characters on the pure white paper, with some scribbling between the lines but not losing the neatness and standardization, so that people can recognize each word, but they do not feel that this word is too delicate. Qingfan looked at the words in her hand, it seemed to be a poem, she came and sat on the ground with interest and read: "The eaves are low, and the grass is green on the stream." Wu Yin is good in drunk, and the white-haired man is a woman. The eldest child hoes the beans in the east of the river, the middle child is weaving a chicken coop, the favorite child scoundrel, and the head of the stream lies on the lotus canopy. She looked at this poem, how could she feel very strange, Dongfang Hongqin, as the king of the dragon clan, how could he write about this ordinary life in the world? Qing Fan didn't believe it, so he simply picked up all the papers nearby, leaned his back on the desk and looked at it, muttering to himself from time to time:

"The love of thought, I long; Ask for it, and have no regrets; There is a song in the world, and Hongqin loves it; If you are with it, I am happy! Leng Fengxi, Hongqin Fengxi, Dragon Tilting Phoenix! Qing Fan stared at the handwriting in her hand suspiciously, something crossed her heart like a feather, itchy, so uncomfortable! She lowered her head and picked up the third one and continued to look at it:

"Is that the end of the relationship between you and me? You gave up everything between us so easily? No affection at all? "I'm sorry! This is the only way I can think of, and we just separate without harming each other! "I was worried about hurting the Brahman, and I was afraid that I would not fall into the city when I entered the mountain. The world is safe and perfect, and it lives up to it? Wan Ge, if you are not Leng Fengxi, how good!

Qing Fan looked at the words on this piece of paper in a daze, it was obvious that they were two sentences of dialogue, but between the lines, there was already too much helplessness and pain. Qing Fan was suddenly a little scared, she was worried that if she looked at it again, she would see something even more timid, and she was even more worried that the sentence that Dongfang Hongqin wrote just now was actually ...... I used to say it myself! Qing Fan stared at the other place a little overwhelmed, she looked at a jar not far away, she remembered Uncle Nan's words, Dongfang Hongqin also painted, she hesitated for a long time, but still struggled to get up, went to the painting jar and pulled out a painting scroll, untied the painting rope, and the scroll of the painting fell, slowly unfolded......

Qing Fan didn't know what words to use to describe his mood at the moment, was it shock, or shock? Or is it surprise, or is it shock? Qing Fan didn't know, he only knew that there was a kind of overwhelm in his heart that he had never felt before, spreading all over his body. On the painting unfolded in his hand, a woman in red was painted in a very vivid and detailed manner, the woman was dressed in a bright and bright red wedding robe, wearing a phoenix crown, and sitting sideways in front of the happy bed with a smile on her eyebrows, indescribably gentle, indescribably beautiful and moving. It's just that the woman in this painting has a smile, her gestures, her delicate red lips, star-like eyes, and a happy smile. It's all damn the same as themselves, but they look more mature and glamorous than themselves. Obviously they are two red dresses, and they are obviously two brides, but they give people the feeling that one person is wearing two clothes, this striking similarity makes Qingfan feel a chill down his spine. She never believed in reincarnation before, let alone Dongfang Hongqin's words that she was his wife in his previous life. But he has never seen Dongfang Hongqin, and he has never worn a wedding dress before marrying Chengyi's brother, so even if Dongfang Hongqin has seen himself there before and wants to deceive himself, he wants to paint so vividly and meticulously, it is impossible to rely on imagination alone, you have to be attentive!

If a person has lived in your heart for a long time, then even if you don't see her, you can remember all the details about her, because it is so important, so everything about her, you are reluctant to forget.

Qing Fan rushed to the papers he had read before, and unfolded them again......

"Little brother, who are you? What is your name? Where did it come from? What about your family? Why lie alone in the snow? ”

"I don't know!"

"Then I'll be your sister from now on, okay?"

"You're not, never will be! My name is Nianxi! ”

"What about the surname?"

"Jun Nianxi!"

"Jun Nianxi! A good name, then you can follow me, okay? ”

"What's your name?"

"My name is Geshu Yunsi, and I am the daughter of Geshu Yi (yi), the head of Tiandu Mansion! Is it okay for Sister Yun to take you home? ”

But if you have seen each other, you will know each other, and when you have not seen each other. Ande and Jun are absolutely anon, and they are exempt from teaching life and death to be lovesick. Yunji, if I could trust you a little more, I would know that you didn't really want to kill me, and we wouldn't have to end up like this! Ah Ge, I'm sorry!

Yun Si looked at it, and the letter paper in her hand quietly slipped out of her hand, she never thought that Dongfang Hongqin and herself had known each other for more than one life, and it could be seen from here that her previous life seemed to kill him. What the hell is going on? Qing Fan's heart was in a mess, her head was buzzing, and she couldn't hear any other voices, she sat in place in a daze, looking at the letter paper scattered around, there were only a few names written on it, all of them were women's names "Leng Fengxi, Jun Wange, Song Book Yunsi", something flashed in Qing Fan's mind quickly, she suddenly remembered what she said when she first met Dongfang Hongqin half a month ago, "She is my wife, how can I marry you", "Know, you are the wife who still owes me a glass of wine!" ", "My wife, suffering from reincarnation, tasting the misfortune of fate, and two lives. I swear it, I will find it, and I am afraid that it will be lost again, but I can't do it! Seeing you again in this life, but as someone else's wife, I am angry and worried, and I think of the feelings of the past, all of which are vividly remembered, how can I forget? Yu's wife, for the rest of her life, is for your wife, and she has to change! Whether it is Leng's, Geshu's, Si's, in my heart, all of them are one person! No matter how ugly his appearance is, his family is rich and barren, his character is good or evil, he will be my wife in the end! Qing Fan suddenly felt a little funny, she had obviously only seen him once, and he left after getting along for less than a day, how could she remember everything he said, is it really the so-called feelings of the past life? His words were neither more nor less, but they shocked everyone present. Qingfan still remembers the scene of that day, Chengyi's brother's youthful appearance, his brother Si Che's eagerness, and his father's ...... Thinking of her relatives, Qingfan cried all of a sudden, she missed them......

The door of Tianyu Pavilion squeaked and opened. A man dressed in white, carrying the afterglow of the setting sun, walked slowly towards him. Qingfan looked at the visitor with blurred tears, and the strong light made her mortal unable to open her eyes, only knowing that someone had come in......