The ancient painting fan pursed his lips and shook his head silently. He turned around and walked slowly.

Seeing that she didn't want to say much, Hatsunohara also followed behind, no matter what, he couldn't let her go alone like this.

The two of them walked one after the other, always separated by a distance not far or close, and the ancient painting fan knew that he was following, but he did not react. That's fine, at least she's not alone along the way.

I don't know how long I walked, I don't know how far I walked, this kind of aimless walking is always easy to get tired. And looking at the sky that began to be cloudy again, the ancient painting fan suddenly felt that the scenery of this primordial tribe was pleasant, and the climate was humid, and it must not be moistened by this heavy rain. Looking around, I finally saw a cave, and then walked quickly towards the cave.

As soon as I entered the cave, it began to rain in the sky, and the ancient painting fan looked at the Hatsunohara who was still strolling leisurely, and shouted, "Go faster!" ”

Hatsunohara smiled when he heard this, and at first glance he sped up his pace like a spring breeze, and soon entered the cave as well.

Gu Huafan looked at his somewhat wet clothes, snorted, and didn't plan to care about him, who asked him to pretend to be deep and not hide from the rain. Walked to the side, sat on the stone, and watched the rain drieving outside.

Hatsunohara chuckled, not intending to disturb her, brushed the water droplets on his clothes, looked around, and then walked to the side, picked up the dry branches and straw and placed them in the center of the cave.

After a while, I had picked up a lot, looked at the ancient painting fan that was still in a daze, and began to light it again.

The fire was lit, and the dim cave instantly emitted a gentle glow, and Hatsunohara put away the fire fold, moved a stone the size of a stone pier to the fire, and began to take care of the fire. It will be extinguished by fire.

His coherent skillful movements made the ancient painting fan on the side stunned, is this what a personable prince should do? Looking at his skillful and elegant movements, the ancient painting fan couldn't help but sigh that the aura of this primordial was really too much!

"Come and sit!" Hatsunohara stirred the fire and said softly.

Hearing this, Gu Huafan nodded, then stood up and wanted to move the stone pier on the ground to the fire like him, but she still couldn't move it a meter away when she was tired and sweating.

I wanted to make persistent efforts, but I was moved to the fire by Hatsunohara, who was chuckling and striding forward.

When I become a man, let's talk slowly! Gu Huafan looked at his back and thought so.

Forget it, there's no hope in this life anyway! She still said thank you honestly and sat down!

"If you want to help, why don't you help early!" The ancient painting fan snorted, but as soon as she finished speaking, she remembered that she was going to thank her-

"Ben looks at your sleeves and is ambitious. Thought you could move! But who knows—" Hatsunohara chuckled.

Gu Huafan looked at his smiling face, and silently thought in his heart, she wants to thank you, she wants to thank you! She's going to say thank you!!

"Laughing at what? Are you despising me? "Saying this, the ancient painting fan almost slapped himself with a big mouth!

"That's not the case! The ancient girl thinks about it a lot! Hatsunohara smiled more casually.

said so, but the ancient painting fan looked at the smile on his face, and basically said: Yes!

Forced himself to shift his goal, looked at the warm fire, and tried his best to tear up the squeezing words that reached his mouth and swallowed them into his stomach.

What about her convulsions!

Covering his mouth, he stared intently at the dancing flames, for fear of spitting out some words! She's already upside down!

"Don't look directly at the flames, it will hurt your eyes." Hatsunohara smiled deliberately under her and reached out to cover her eyes that were staring directly at the fire.

But his fingers were wet with a hot tear.

"It's okay, I just feel that my eyes are a little cold, just roast it!" The road of the ancient painting fan.

"I don't want you to come out of this cave and become a little blind! I'm afraid that when the time comes, Yukong and the two masters won't be able to spare me! Hatsunohara chuckled.

The ancient painting looked up at him suddenly, and the brightness in his eyes was full of gloom at the moment. I wanted to say something, but after all, I sighed and turned my head without saying a word.

"What's wrong? You don't want to go back to Zhuyuan today, and you don't want to mention them, but what happened? Hatsunohara smiled and said softly.

At this point, Gu Hua suddenly remembered something, and then asked, "Is the emperor okay now?" ”

Chu Zhiyuan was a little surprised, he was on the border of Cangyang Country and was not familiar with the affairs of the imperial city, but he didn't know that she cared so much about the emperor. Looking at her expression, this kind of concern is not the concern of ordinary people about the emperor's affairs, but the concern that is connected by feelings, which is irrepressibly revealed.

"The emperor disappeared unexpectedly the day before yesterday, but he was found that night, but he was a little sad, and I believe it will be fine soon." Hatsunohara said softly.

When the ancient painting fan heard this, she calmed down, she didn't know what the purpose of that day's events was, but she just hoped that everyone wouldn't have an accident.

He buried his head again and remained silent without saying a word.

Seeing that she didn't want to say more, and her expression was in a trance, she didn't ask any more questions at the moment, walked to the entrance of the cave, and picked a leaf.

"I remember when I was a child, I was unhappy because of my father's scolding, so I ran to the top of this hill in a fit of rage and broke off all the small trees along the way. But I met a beautiful aunt who mediated me, cared for me, and made me happy. From that day on, I had to come to the top of this mountain in my spare time, just to be able to meet her again, to hear her soft words and warm smiles again. Later, I did meet a few times, and each time she would patiently chat with me and teach me to play this tune. What I remember most is her smile, as if it can melt away all the helplessness and unhappiness. I don't know how long this went on for a few years, until the last time I met her again, she cried, sat alone by the cliff and wept secretly, still playing the song with leaves, but she no longer felt the warmth when I first met, I begged her not to cry, begged her not to continue playing the tune, but she didn't listen until the end of the song. After she strode away, she never reappeared. ”

The raindrop-stained leaves were placed on the lips of the first plain, and a song of death slowly poured out, pouring out the prosperity of the world.

The ancient painting fan looked at the long jade back of the first plain in a daze, and the clothes and belts were flying, flowing with the beautiful arc of the notes.

The first time she heard the top of the song, she felt very familiar, and when she heard the song again, she already knew what it was, but she was still immersed in the song until the end of the song, stunned.

Walking behind Hatsunohara, he saw his thin back facing the light, like a god's mansion.

"This tune—"

"Do you know—" (To be continued.) )