Chapter 110: A Secret Discovered by Accident

Song Yuanchun was stunned, as long as the intention of the second court is clear-eyed, it can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye, but everyone maintains a calm surface and does not say anything, Su Qianling has never been involved in the affairs of the two courts, and now this sentence does not leave any room for it, but it makes her a little surprised.

Raising his head, his eyes touched Su Qianling's cold eyes, Song Yuanchun's heart trembled, pondered Su Qianling's words carefully, and nodded deeply.

Su Qianling sighed secretly, Song Yuanchun had never been betrayed, had not experienced life and death, and the measurement of people in his heart naturally could not reach such a sinister step, but the hearts of people were separated from their stomachs, and the warriors of God used bloody facts to make people see the reality clearly!

"It's better for you to be on guard against some things, and it's always a tragedy to regret it."

Su Qianling's voice was a little cold, she had experienced all these things, and her natural heart was as hard as a rock, and she knew more clearly what she wanted, if she didn't touch the bottom line, she didn't care!

couldn't help but lock in his heart, Song Yuanchun seemed to realize the importance from Su Qianling's eyes, this is not a petty fight and jealousy, but it is related to the future of the two families.

Seeing that she listened, Su Qianling withdrew the heaviness in her eyes and walked back along the familiar path.

"By the way, a few days ago, my grandmother asked her to tidy up my aunt's original yard, and now it hasn't been cleaned up properly, so you can go to my yard and rest."

While the two walked around the garden, Song Yuanchun seemed to remember something and raised his head to look at Su Qianling.

Xin Yaju is the boudoir of her mother when she was a girl, and the old lady likes Su Qianling, and takes her over from time to time to stay for a few days, and has always lived in Xin Yaju.

"How did my grandmother remember to tidy up the yard?" Su Qianling stopped, a trace of doubt on her face.

Xin Yaju has maintained the same appearance before her mother got married for so many years, why is it suddenly organized now?

Song Yuanchun looked at Su Qianling with a stunned face, and couldn't help pouting: "Grandmother said that the yard is decorated according to my aunt's preferences, I am afraid that you will be tired of living, so let people renovate all the flowers and plants in the yard, and the current flower garden has not been built, so don't go over." ”

My heart trembled, and in an instant, a warm current overflowed from the bottom of my heart, and the corners of Su Qianling's lips couldn't help but tremble slightly: "But a pillar of incense can't rest, I'll just go over and take a look." ”

Song Yuanchun's gaze swept over Su Qianling's face, nodded, and turned around and walked towards his courtyard.

Turned around and entered Xinyaju, the maid in the yard had heard that Su Qianling was coming, and had already prepared everything to eat, eat and tea, and when she entered the gate, the first thing that caught her eye was a green bamboo screen covered with porcelain, which was elegant and quiet, which was her mother's style and her own preference.

Mo Zi and the maid in the yard cleaned up Su Qianling's things, and Zhihua followed him, kicking away the stones on the road from time to time due to the construction of the flower garden.

"I'll stay in the house by myself for a while, and leave me alone."

Looking at the tea brought by Zhihua, Su Qianling showed a little indifference on his face, and between speaking, he reached out and took out a book from the shelf, which his mother often read when she was young.

Zhihua paused slightly, didn't say much, put the cup on the table, and quietly withdrew.

The entire bookshelf is full of good books by some celebrities, Su Qianling has lived here for a long time, and she often reads them, and she is almost exhausted of the books here.

Speaking of this day, it is also a little hectic, reborn in a life, opening his eyes is the Yingchun banquet that experienced all kinds of disasters in his previous life, and he tried his best to avoid the disaster, followed by the framing tricks of those aunts and sisters, which is really overwhelming, and now I think about it, with the attitude of my previous life, I lived to the age of sixteen, which is also a miracle.

Now when she arrived at the Zhenguo Marquis's Mansion, Su Qianling subconsciously began to re-examine the people around her grandmother, and suddenly found that the people who originally seemed to be affectionate and affectionate actually had a knife in their hearts facing each other, and people's hearts were sometimes really terrifying.

Walking slowly to browse the books on the shelves, Su Qianling saw a book in the corner of the shelf, the book was wrapped in kraft paper, and only a hole was opened on the outside to vaguely see the title of the book, looking like this, it should be a book from a long time ago.

Maybe it was the difference of this book, or maybe it was the words "Heavenly Reincarnation" that attracted Su Qianling's attention, she paused slightly, and stretched out her hand to pull it out.

Sitting on the soft couch, Su Qianling turned the page with her slender hand and looked at it, the waves were sparkling, with a bit of depth.

"I curse you at the price of reincarnation...... Accept...... The pain of snakes and ants devouring bones is pierced by thousands of arrows...... Death of the Heart! ”

Su Qianling still clearly remembered that in his previous life, before he lost consciousness in the hands of Duanmu Gaoyang, his words were so clear and deep into the bone marrow!

However, she was really reborn, is this her curse, God gave her a chance to take revenge? Thinking about it, Su Qianling's heart couldn't help but be gloomy.

Reincarnation, she doesn't know what it's like to experience reincarnation, and now, she is really reborn, the price, she is willing to suffer!

Su Qianling only felt a burst of love stirring in his chest, and every inch of his skin trembled with excitement, reliving his life tore the skin of these people, and saw their blackened hearts clearly, and he would never be blinded again!

If you owe me, give me a lot of it back! Eat mine and spit it out for me without leaving a bite!

When there was a bang, something seemed to fall on the bookshelf just now, Su Qianling trembled in her heart, took back her wandering thoughts, and walked over.

Directly below the book just now, a small codex was scattered on the ground, and the codex was scattered to what seemed to be a booklet of calligraphy and painting.

Su Qianling was stunned, squatted down to pick it up, his eyes fell on the painting of the Codex, and his expression changed suddenly!

In the painting, it is a scene of a woman and a man by the lake, the painting is meticulous and unique, the expressions of the characters are realistic, and the charm still exists, it is easy to see that the woman is the mother when she was young.

Her heart tightened suddenly, Su Qianling hurriedly turned the page forward, her fingers trembled involuntarily in the hand that turned over, I don't know why, I always have the urge to cry, but why cry? She doesn't even know herself!

The paintings in the whole book are connected to a story, Su Qianling looked at it, her eyes were moist, and the corners of her lips trembled slightly.

It turns out that my mother had such a relationship when she was young, looking at the description in the painting that they were happy with each other, it seems that the other party's family is also very satisfied, but why didn't they get together in the end?

At the end of the story, it is an ending without an ending, a painting, two people, and two landscapes......

"The old man dies with a broken heart, and there is no meeting between yin and yang!"

There is only one sentence on the last page of the codex, next to it is a drop of blood blooming a bewitching flower on the snow-white rice paper, just one glance, the heart can't help but tremble, such resentment, such bitter hatred, my mother has also experienced!

An incomplete story, Su Qianling couldn't guess what happened to them, and she didn't know what happened to that man in the end, looking at that decisive sentence, she was even curious, did her mother commit suicide?

No, it shouldn't be, she often listens to the old lady tell stories, and she has never heard anything that her mother can't think of or is not good, and suddenly, Su Qianling is very curious about that man!

Su Qianling's eyes flickered and stayed on the man's face, his fingers stretched out unconsciously, only to feel a strong emotion rampaging in his chest, I don't know why there was such excitement, in short, I couldn't suppress it, I looked at the small note over and over again, my heart was extremely depressed, and my whole body trembled.

"Miss Cousin, the old lady is awake!"

The sound outside the door made Su Qianling tremble suddenly, and her wandering mind was interrupted, so she retracted her heart, stretched out her hand to wipe her face that had been stained with tears, sorted out her feelings, and answered the door.

picked up the small note in his hand and was about to put it back, Su Qianling's hand shook, and he suddenly took it back, quickly opened the next word with the man's face, reached out and tore it off, quickly folded it and put it into the sleeve.

When Zhihua came in, Su Qianling had already put Xiao Za back on the bookshelf with the book of Heavenly Dao Reincarnation, and his expression was indifferent, as if nothing had happened.

"Miss, ...... are you?"

Entering the house, Zhihua saw the look on Su Qianling's face, and his heart trembled, and his face was a little nervous.

I thought I was hiding it very deeply, but I was still seen by Zhihua that something was wrong, Su Qianling shook her head slightly: "I'm fine, I just remembered what happened when I was a child, and it was inevitable that I would be sad, you can clean it up for me." ”

Since Zhihua saw it, he couldn't go out directly like this, sitting quietly in front of menstrual cramps, Su Qianling's heart trembled slightly, and she always felt that she had missed something.

After cleaning up, everyone came to the old lady's courtyard again, and Song Yuanchun seemed to have rested for a while, and now he looked ruddy, without a trace of tiredness.

After entering the house, the old lady had not yet dressed, so the two stepped forward, took the things in the hands of Luo's mother and the maid, and dressed the old lady with their own hands.

The old lady looked at her two favorite children doing such filial piety in front of her, and her heart was naturally cheerful, with a smile between her eyebrows, and she couldn't help but purse her lips.

The jacket in his hand had already been put on by the old lady, and Su Qianling watched Song Yuanchun tie his belt on the side, with a shallow smile between the corners of his eyebrows, but he quietly observed the things in the old lady's house, especially those close to the old lady.

The quilt covered is often changed, this is Luo's mother herself, it should not go wrong, turned her face to look at the Luo tent around the curtains, the taste is light, the color is the solid color that comes out of the normal dyeing workshop, and there is nothing wrong.

The incense on the table in the house was also used by the old lady for half his life, and he had already asked people to check it when he went out before, and there was no problem, and it seemed that he was too worried.

Seeing that the old lady's clothes were about to be put on, Su Qianling couldn't help but sigh, hoping that she was thinking too much, and turned her head to talk to Song Yuanchun, her eyes touched the old lady's head, her face changed slightly, and she reached out and touched it.

The pillow looks very new, the pillow surface is a good linen velvet satin, the pillow core can not be seen, but the touch is very good, and the material should not be bad, but the pillow that my grandmother has been pillowing all year round has never made people move, saying that the old thing has feelings, why did it suddenly change now?