She abruptly looked away, suppressing the faint pain in her heart. When I turned my head to look at the portrait of the woman, my heart jumped again!

In the painting, a woman has a delicate and graceful appearance, a pair of big eyes that are watery, as if she can speak, and is full of aura.

The little mouth seems to be upturned, as if it is coquettish, and it seems to be thinking of some bad idea......

This is a painting of fine brushwork, from a strand of a woman's hair to a fold at the corner of her clothes, it seems that in the blink of an eye, the woman can walk down from the painting.

This woman's face Feng Qingyu is naturally familiar, and it is exactly what she looked like before her nirvana......

There is also a line of words under the painting: "Qing Yu, Master is here, I'll pick you up......"

The font is dripping, the dragon is flying and the phoenix is dancing, strong and powerful, as if it is about to break the paper......

Feng Qingyu is quite familiar with calligraphy and painting, and faintly feels a sad and nowhere to complain from this line of words.

It seems that the man who painted this painting is eager to turn back time with his hands of turning the clouds and rain, and then go to that lonely place to rescue his beloved woman who is trapped, and say to his beloved woman: "Qingyu, Master is here to pick you up......"

His eyes were faintly sour, Feng Qingyu raised his hand and rubbed it, the door creaked, and a clear voice like jade sounded: "Qingyu, come here, it's time to eat." ”

Feng Qingyu turned around and saw Emperor Shiyin walking into the door, placing a few side dishes and snacks on the table, the fragrance came to her nose, it was her favorite taste.

It turned out that he had gone to prepare a meal—

This scene is somewhat familiar, it seems that a few years ago, he was with her, and whenever she was hungry or tired, he would cook a table of delicious food to treat her......

Feng Qingyu's heart bumped again, and he suddenly felt that he couldn't stand his tender offensive.

pursed his lips: "I don't eat now, not to mention that I ate half a ginseng fruit last night, and I'm not hungry." ”

Emperor Shiyin raised his eyebrows, as if smiling: "Not hungry? Then eat with me. No more food will hold you up. Could it be that you still want to lose weight now? ”

Originally, she had no moderation every time she ate what he made, and after she ate it, she would roll in his arms and complain, afraid that she would gain weight, and shouted to lose weight, so that he had to help her rub her belly every time to digest it, and often rubbed and rubbed it on the bed-

Feng Qingyu: "......" memories are like a tide, and they have to come up from time to time.

As soon as she shook her mind, his little hand was held by him, and he pulled him to the table and sat down: "You are not hungry for the teacher, but you are a little hungry, come, accompany the teacher to eat." She put a pair of chopsticks in her little hand.

"Knock, knock—" There were a few soft knocks outside.

Emperor Shiyin raised his eyebrows, and it would not be someone else who could come in at this time: "Lianyue, what's the matter?" ”

"Master, are you in good health?" Outside the door, it was indeed Yun Yin Lianyue, and he asked respectfully.

"It's okay, you can step down." Emperor Shiyin replied lazily, he didn't want to be disturbed at this time.

"Master, the disciple has one more thing to report."

"What?"

"There is a woman from outside the garden, named Qing Huan, she said that she is your disciple and wants to ask to see the master-"