The light blue dress fluttered through the air and flew towards an elaborate courtyard where the song was sourced. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

A graceful woman in the courtyard, her light purple dress in the sun exudes a mysterious color, which makes people's hearts tremble.

Her long satin-like hair was scattered and swaying in the wind, adding a bit of mystery to her, a little flowing, a little beauty that people wanted to explore.

This is just a back, and sure enough, this first beauty is worthy of her name.

The woman did not stop singing, she sat on the stone bench, as if she did not notice the breath of Zijin in the slightest.

"Remembering the plum down to Xizhou, folding the plum to send the north of the river. Single-shirted apricot red ...... The sea dream is long, and I am also sad ......"

The singing stopped abruptly, and Zijin came to his senses and looked at the purple shadow in front of him and slowly turned around.

Her face is as delicate as jade, a pair of dark blue eyes are breathtaking, and a lilac veil, half-concealed and half-hidden, a little amorous.

When the eyes met Shang Zijin, the slender and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, like a butterfly dancing gracefully.

The purple graceful figure, like a cloud of smoke, floated lightly in front of Zijin and took Zijin's hand.

The skin on the hand is soft and delicate, as smooth as satin.

"You...... It's you...... You are Youlan. ”

Her eyelashes trembled, her delicate lips trembled, and her body trembled.

The dark blue was amazement, throbbing, and disbelief.

"I know, I know, you're not dead."

What didn't die.

Zijin frowned, withdrew his hand from hers, and took a few steps back.

"Mrs. Rong, you may have mistaken the old man, I am not Youlan."

The purple figure on the opposite side was stunned, as if he had woken up from a dream, and his dark blue eyes were full of loss, "Yes, yes, only the eyes are similar, not her." ”

Eyes again.

Zijin has been disgusted with these two words to the extreme. The corners of his mouth are still smiling.

"Madame's singing voice is very good."

Under the purple veil, her shallow smile could be faintly seen, "Thank you." ”

"I'm glad the county lord is here." After speaking, she turned around slowly, lightly drove the skirt, and walked, no need to walk is not enough to describe, her steps are extremely light, so light that there is no sound.

Just sit back on the stone bench again.

Zijin watched her pick up the teacup and sip it lightly, "I have something to ask for, I don't know if it's okay?" ”

"If I don't want to hear it, I won't come."

The woman smiled, put down the teacup, looked at Zijin with a somewhat complicated expression, stood up and took a few steps.

Poof.

The sound of knees colliding with the ground made the startled Zijin hurriedly move away, "What is Mrs. Rong doing?" ”

She didn't help because she couldn't. She avoided it because she couldn't stand it.

The purple figure trembled slightly, the dark blue was covered with mist, and a strand of hair slipped from the hairpin, adding a pitiful appearance.

"Your Royal Highness the County Lord, I know that the Rong Mansion is falling and is about to perish, my husband treats me very well, I can't give up my husband's soul alone."

"As a princess and married to a son, I have no regrets in my life, but it's just that my children are the same age as the county lord, and if I die, I can't feel at ease."

Her voice is quiet, sentimental word by word, reluctance and helplessness that cannot be dissolved.

"How can I help you keep him?"

The dark blue eyes moved, and the smile rendered, "The county lord only needs to take Ah Li to the east of the city, and there will be someone to answer you." ”

"Okay." Zijin agreed, and did not hesitate, she had already missed it once, and she would not miss it the second time, "But is Mrs. willing to be together?" ”

The purple figure kneeling on the ground shook his head.

"Does Madame really want to be martyred? But have you ever thought about your child, who lost his father, and now he has to lose his mother? ”

Her dark blue eyes slowly dimmed, and when she lowered her head, Zijin couldn't see her expression, but she knew that she was sorry.

"I can't give up on him, it's just that my children have long been unwilling to recognize me, unwilling to let me approach, and I am just a stranger to him, so he won't care about my life or death."

What the.

Zijin's surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he regained his composure.

"The county lord doesn't know that the children of the Rong family will be taken away when they are three years old, and their mother will not be allowed to approach."

Mrs. Yung missed a time when a child needed a mother the most, and now it was too late.

After a while, a maidservant girl led a boy from a distance, and the boy ......

Zijin has seen it, it is the last child who smiled at her at the palace banquet, a whitewashed jade.

He walked in front of Mrs. Rong under the leadership of the maidservant, and his dark eyes looked at Mrs. Rong fixedly.

just stood quietly like this, no matter how Mrs. Rong on the other side choked out of control, her fingers trembling on his cheeks.

He only looked at her calmly, as if he were looking at a stranger.

Zijin looked at the water-like calm, felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and frowned.

Alertness suddenly rises, holding your breath.

"Mrs. Rong, I'll take this child away."

Mrs. Rong was still sad and didn't hear any movement, but Zijin heard it, and rushed to the boy with an arrow and grabbed his slender wrist. Zijin was stunned, this wrist was too thin, thin enough to directly touch the shape of his bones, and so thin that with a little more force, the wrist would make a crisp bone dislocation sound.

His pure white and wide clothes were loose, giving people a very casual leisure, but no one knew what kind of thin body was under this wide robe.

The slender wrist held by Zijin trembled slightly, he was afraid. Zijin lowered his head but didn't see the frightened face he imagined, and he didn't even have the slightest emotion of fear.

Only an elegant and gentle smile like a spring breeze in March, and dark eyes as calm and calm as water.

Mrs. Rong raised her head and met Shang Zijin's eyes, "Please, Lord County, the great favor will be repaid in the next life." ”

Zijin took the child and turned around and hidden, poking his head out slightly, but saw a lot of black-clothed people surrounding Rongfu, and drops of liquid on the grass and leaves slid down.

The water stains on the walls are particularly eye-catching, reminding them that these are man-made masterpieces.

Sure enough, within a moment, the fire was like a fire dragon speeding through the sky, spreading in an instant, engulfing all the once prosperous Rong Mansion and annihilating all life.

The sound of roaring fire......

The cries for help of people......

The sound of houses collapsing......

All the time.

Zijin turned his head to look at the white-clothed boy beside him, the firelight illuminated his white jade-like skin, burning in his eyes, but it did not leave a trace, and even in such a scene, his face was only calm and calm.

It seems that everything that is happening in front of him has nothing to do with him, he doesn't care at all, he doesn't care.

His calmness scared Zijin.

The willow branches swayed and swayed in the wind, the verdant and verdant were intertwined and distinct, and the boy's slight smile was like the softness of the spring breeze.

Gentle as him, stretching out his hand like jade, holding a string of bright red bracelets in his hands, the hand string on his skin, like the white snow of the cold winter moon accompanied by red plums.

Zijin stretched out his hand, and the boy placed the bracelet in her palm.

Red beans are drunk and lovesick and into the bones.