“…… Moreover, this brass bell was given to Houfu by the first emperor! When Huang's mother said that the emperor had given her, the smile on her face was even stronger, and she looked proud.

However, Tang Feiyu's heart was even more turbulent after hearing her voice full of joy.

If she remembers correctly, her mother was divorced because of an accident in Weiyuan Houfu, and she vaguely remembers what the crime of rebellion was.

The brass bell that Weiyuan Houfu was able to get from the first emperor shows the trust of the first emperor in Weiyuan Houfu.

And the reward is nothing else, but a brass bell.

Brass bell, Zhong Tongzhong, the reward of the first emperor should have a meaning.

However, if Weiyuan Houfu was loyal, how could there be that disaster ten years ago?

Now that the Weiyuan Houfu has been restored, but if it is really a crime of rebellion, isn't it a great crime of raiding the family and destroying the clan, and how can there be a time for recovery?

So, what exactly was it that was convicted back then?

Tang Feiyu quietly thought a lot in his heart, but he had no clue, but there were many doubts in his heart.

However, no one could solve her puzzles.

"I really didn't expect it to be a gift!"

Tang Feiyu was silent, but Tang Feihong followed Huang's mother's words and flattered, "I've grown so big, it's the first time I've seen something from the emperor!" ”

"Come, eldest miss, third miss, let's have a snack!"

The glory in the Houfu has become a thing of the past, and Mother Huang doesn't dare to continue talking about the two Tang Feiyu sisters, lest the two of them mention the incident ten years ago without knowing the seriousness, and then she can only open her mouth.

And, in the end, although Houfu is still there, it is not as good as it used to be.

She has also experienced the glory of the past, and now she ...... But it is difficult to explain, and I can only sigh "flowers are not red for a hundred days"

。

Tang Feiyu took a sip of tea, swallowed the slightly bitter and sweet taste, and then looked at the dim sum on the table, but he had no appetite at all.

Tang Feihong was still chattering in her ear, caring about a few words from time to time, but her patience was exhausted, and she really didn't want to continue to talk to her about those inconsequential words.

Simply stand up.

Tang Feiyu stood up from the stone bench when Tang Feihong spoke again, pretended not to hear Tang Feihong's voice, and walked straight a few steps.

* "No, I'm not that delicate yet! ”

An Ya, who was standing behind her, was about to come to help, but was blocked back by Tang Feiyu, she slowly walked to the edge of the pavilion, looked around, and was surprised to find another scene in this Linfang Garden.

Standing in front of the hexagonal pavilion railing, looking around, all the surrounding peaks are overlapping, and for a while, the irritability and depression in my heart were swept away, and the whole person seemed to be clear.

Tang Feiyu looked at it, and he didn't know that he was in the pavilion in the middle of the lake at the moment, as if he was in a fairyland on earth, in a hollow valley surrounded by mountains.

The height of the mountain makes it seem that the individual is becoming more and more insignificant, or like a bamboo leaf dewdrop, or like a floating millet in the sea.

I took a deep breath, the surroundings were quiet, and the greenery in my eyes was vibrant, which only made people feel that they were floating into the immortals, and they would never eat the fireworks of the world from now on.

This...... This Linfangyuan is really not to be underestimated, it is really unique.

It is clear that you are in the bustling capital, but you can feel the leisurely mountains and empty valleys.

Tang Feiyu was convinced, and he wanted to sigh, but he couldn't find a suitable word, and he just hated that he couldn't dissolve himself into the landscape.

I couldn't help but lean out of the fence and open my eyes wide to see the foreground.

One hand held the railing firmly, but the other hand stretched as hard as he could, as if he was swimming in the void.

"Shh

An Ya and Tang Zhenwan saw that Tang Feiyu was about to lean out of most of his body, and they anxiously wanted to step forward to help him, but Tang Feiyu stopped them by his voice.

*"Childe, what are you looking at?" ”

Just when Tang Feiyu was completely forgetful, she didn't know that there was still someone talking on the mountain peak in her eyes.

In fact, the mountain that Tang Feiyu was shocked by was not actually a mountain, but should be called a rockery.

It's just that these rockeries are much higher than ordinary rockeries, because of the exquisite design, located in the lake pavilion to see the appearance of continuous peaks, and these are actually just ordinary small slopes, if it is really compared with the famous mountain peaks, it can only be regarded as a small and small witch.

People are sometimes deceived by their eyes!

"Don't make a sound!"

A crisp voice sounded, and the original loud voice was deliberately suppressed.

He stood quietly on the top of the hillside, quietly staring at the figure in the pavilion in the middle of the lake that was almost about to fall into the water.

When he first saw the bold figure as if he was about to fall into the water, he also had a trace of uneasiness and eagerness in his heart, but when he just wanted to order the little guy next to him to find someone to rescue, he looked carefully, but he saw the clue.

A hand stretched out like a bird's wing, and when he looked closely, he saw that there was another hand firmly grasping the log on the railing.

What a bold one!

The corners of Jiang Mingjie's mouth showed shallow laugh lines, and he was inexplicably envious of the free figure in the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

"Paintbrush, bring it!"

Jiang Mingjie stared down a few more times, and suddenly suddenly became interested in painting, stretched out his big hand, and ordered Brother Yun to take out the paintbrush that had been put away again.

* People in the scene.

People in the painting.

Splashing freely, in a large piece of lotus leaves, a wide cuff seems to be stretched in the wind, a pair of slender white hands poked out from the cuffs, and the slender five fingers are not stained with cardamom, wanton publicity, but people can recognize it as a woman's hand at a glance.

The woman in the painting has no clear outline, and the long black hair that is blown by the wind hides the outline of the face, which makes people want to explore the shadows.

"Childe, what does this woman look like? Why don't you draw it? ”

Brother Yun looked at it again and again, and every time he looked at it, he felt that his soul seemed to be sucked away by the person in the painting, and he even wanted to reach out and pull away the hair on the painting, so that he could see the fascinating face clearly.

Jiang Mingjie finished painting in one go, and heard Brother Yun's question, but he didn't say anything, and he leaned down again, but he was no longer the figure just now.

Almost without thinking, looking around but not seeing the figure just now, Jiang Mingjie couldn't help but run, went straight down the mountain, and after running for a while, he remembered something again, and shouted loudly to Brother Yun, "When the painting is done, put it away, and send it to my study!" ”

"Childe, what are you running so decently?"

"This woman must be a beautiful woman!"

Brother Yun was a little puzzled why Jiang Mingjie suddenly ran away, stood in front of the easel, stared at the woman in the painting carefully, and sighed sincerely.

Suddenly, his mind opened up, and he turned to look down the mountain.

Don't......