The Past Follows the Wind (2)
Cangyi walked into a secret door at the edge of the room with Xiao Mo Ran again. Inside is about a secret room of less than 20 square meters, the secret room is opaque, only a candlestick with a fist-sized night pearl illuminated.
There was nothing else in the room, except for an offering table, on which it was not a spiritual table, but two scrolls rolled up and hung on the wall.
I don't know why, Xiao Moran only felt as if she was pressing a boulder in her heart when she saw those two painting scrolls, which made her feel heavy, what is in this painting?
Cang Yi looked at the two scrolls with respect, and he said, "What you want to know, you will understand after reading it." ”
With that, he reached out and untied a scroll, and the paper hung down with a clatter.
A woman painted in the painting, if it is said that the most beautiful person Xiao Mo Ran has seen in her two lives is Jiang Fuyue, the biological mother of Xiao Mo Ran in her memory, then Jiang Fuyue will only be overshadowed in front of this woman and become a foil.
Xiao Mo Ran didn't know what words to use to describe this woman, but she felt that she was very beautiful, so beautiful that it was a blasphemy and deficiency to describe it in Allure!
The woman in the painting is as beautiful as the face of an outsider, she is smiling, her beautiful eyes are looking forward to it, her eyes seem to contain all the tenderness in the world, the gaze is gentle, fraternal, and tender!
It's just that Xiao Mo Ran quickly reacted after being immersed in the woman's elegance for a few seconds, and noticed the point, the woman's hair!
It's silver-haired!
Silver hair like snow like a waterfall, and silver hair dyed like Xiao ink.
Xiao Mo Ran clenched her fists, she thought that she was the only one in the world who was silver-haired...... Unexpectedly, she asked in a far-fetched voice: "Who is she?" ”
And to say that this woman has nothing to do with her, I'm afraid no one will believe it!
In addition to the silver hair, Xiaomo's facial features are like seventy percent of a woman, and she seems to be a miniature version of this woman.
Cang Yi didn't answer directly, he said, "You can take a look at the other one first!" ”
With that, he reached out to untie the scroll of the other painting.
When the person in the painting was fully presented in front of Xiao Moran's eyes, her face turned completely pale.
The painting depicts a man, a man in a cyan robe who looks gentle and elegant, with a tall figure and a handsome appearance!
The man's eyes were affectionate, as if with a bit of melancholy, and a little red mole on his eyebrows was also as if he was dyed with sadness.
Ying's nose is straight, and the corners of his mouth have a smile like a spring breeze.
The green silk tied up by a cloud belt flies in the wind, adding a sense of elegance to the picture.
He put one hand on his chest, and the other hand on his waist, looking like a man from outside the world, and the silver-haired woman was placed together as if it was made in heaven.
It's just that if it is said that her appearance is seventy percent of that of a woman, then the remaining three achievements are from this man.
She is not so much a miniature version of a woman as a combination of these two immortal people.
Xiao Mo is not stupid, how can she not be involved in it, originally her appearance is not like those in the royal family, and it is even more strange to have silver hair.
She was already puzzled, but she didn't think about it.
Cang Yi looked at the two people in the painting and said, "You must have guessed that the two people in this painting are your real parents." My stepfather, the palace master of the Cloud Palace, Cangyu, and your mother, Scarlet Yin. ”
His words shattered Xiao Mo's hopes, and she fell to the ground.
Originally, she wasn't the original Xiao Mo Ran, she was just an outsider who occupied Xiao Mo Ran's body.
Over the years, she has finally adapted to Xiao Moran's identity, and she can enjoy the care of her relatives in the royal family with peace of mind.
But now he told her that those love didn't belong to Xiao Mo Dye, and it didn't belong to her, an outsider!
Seeing this, Cang Yi squatted down and wanted to help Xiao Mo Dye.
It's just that the strength on her legs seems to be drained, and she can't stand up at all, and she doesn't want to stand up, so she leans on Cangyi's body and mutters, "Let me lean on." ”
The thick sense of powerlessness in his voice made people feel distressed.
Cang Yi didn't move, she was still leaning, he knew that the impact of this matter was too great, no matter how extraordinary Rao is Xiaomo Dye, it would not be so easy to accept for a while.