The cold night wind blew everything cold as iron. was cold like a body, and there was a dull pain in his chest, but he was helpless.

The suppressed coughing sound echoed in the silent courtyard, and the elegant figure trembled slightly from coughing.

Suddenly, a light blue figure quietly appeared in the small courtyard, dressed in a light blue robe, flowing like water.

The sudden uninvited guest startled the ancient painting fan, covered his stuffy chest, stood up and said sharply: "Who! ”

The figure stood quietly in the shade of the trees, his face not illuminated by the bright moonlight. It's just that there was a clear blue light emitting from her waist, but it made her shake all over her body and stared at it in disbelief.

That's, that's-

"Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person." An Deyang looked at the face of the ancient painting fan for a moment, and said softly. Then he slowly walked out of the shadows and approached the ancient painting fan.

The voice was so strange and so familiar, as if it had been heard somewhere, where was it?

Suddenly, the ancient painting fan suddenly sounded, and when he was injured by an arrow, he let out a terrible roar.

Ancient Girl-

This ancient girl, how long has she not heard it. I vaguely remember that the green and clear voice will always be the ancient girl, the ancient girl called her, the moist face, the bright smile. It's all in the back of my mind.

But it never appeared in the midnight dream.

Brother Ann? Is it Brother Ann?

"You're ......, but he—?" The sound of the ancient painting fan couldn't suppress the trembling.

The figure of the man was finally illuminated by the bright moonlight, and the contours of his face, eyebrows and eyes were so similar to those vaguely remembered. It is also consistent with the masked man's eyes at the time of the assassination.

An Deyang slowly walked to the ancient painting fan and looked at the tip of her nose, which was already red. and hazy moist eyes. A clear smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and he murmured softly: "The ancient girl I know, when did she cry so easily?" ”

Listening to his teasing tone, the ancient painting fan grinned, a tear flowed down, and he stepped forward and hugged An Deyang tightly.

"Brother Ann. Is it really you? I thought. I thought you were dead—"

The sudden hug made An Deyang stiffen, but then gently hugged the thin shoulders of the woman in his arms and comforted him softly.

"I'm sorry. I'm only coming to see you now. ”

The ancient painting fan buried his head deep into his chest, and he couldn't stop sighing in his heart.

This person was the first person she had ever known since she came into this world, the first person who took care of her like a big brother. The first one who made her feel warm. He's not dead, he's not dead—

"In the early years, my uncle sent letters. Say you're seriously ill and have died. It turns out that this is not true. The ancient painting fan muttered.

remembered that in those days, she made mistakes in a trance all day long, and was punished by Gonggong Li, and stood in the snow for a night in winter, but it was not lightly frozen. Father-in-law Li's rules are the most rigorous. No matter who it is. As long as the rules are violated, the punishment is certain. There are no second words. For this reason, she once felt that Gonggong Li was a very difficult person to get along with.

Hearing this, An Deyang raised his hand lightly. Brushing the hair on the top of the head of the ancient painting fan, his eyes flashed. He pursed his lips and said softly: "It's just that I was rescued by a master later, so I was able to survive." ”

The ancient painting fan poked his head out of his chest, put a little smile on his face again, and said softly: "Then I really want to thank that master, thank you for making Little Brother An safe." He can still stand in front of me. ”

An Deyang chuckled silently.

"Thank you, Brother An, your peace is my best birthday gift this year." This sentence was very light, but when it fell on An Deyang's ears, it made his uncle unable to return to his senses.

This face is still as smiling as it was back then, and he doesn't know how many midnight dreams he has been looking forward to.

Suddenly, a chuckle came from the courtyard wall, and the ancient painting fan and An Deyang looked at the same time, but saw a man in a luxurious robe standing on the high courtyard wall.

Seeing that man's unbridled face, the ancient painting fan sighed in his heart, how could this demon king of the mixed world come!

The man flew down, flicked his sleeves, and an unpredictable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, it was Chunyuan Lanqing.

When I left the palace, I suddenly saw a figure who escaped the inspection and came to the palace, thinking that I could catch a thief to invite merit, so I followed all the way. But I didn't expect it to be your old acquaintance! I just happened to see a reunion after a long absence. Chunyuan Lanqing squinted at the ancient painting fan and chuckled.

Gu Huafan glared at him, and saw that he was still looking at himself with a smile, and then realized that he was still holding An Deyang tightly. Suddenly let go of his hand, and An Deyang also pursed his lips and let go of his hand.

"Slave and maid, please give peace to His Highness Sixteen." The ancient painting fan said softly.

An Deyang glanced at Chunyuan Lanqing lightly, and was not formal.

Chunyuan Lanqing raised the corners of her lips lightly, and looked at An Deyang lightly, but she didn't plan to care, and she didn't pay attention to it. It's just that the moment the eyes of the two meet, the edge emerges.

"Get up. If you are not in good health, don't stay in this cold wind for a long time. Why is it that I don't have a long memory! Chunyuan Lan Qing strode in front of the ancient painting fan. He grabbed her arm and dragged him to his side.

Gu Huafan was a little stunned when he heard his words, and it wasn't until his wrist was pulled that he came back to his senses, and wondered: "What are you doing?" ”

Seeing this, An Deyang grabbed the other wrist of the ancient painting fan, and stared straight at Chunyuan Lanqing with his eyes, never giving in.

Both wrists were pulled, and the ancient painting fan was a little crying and laughing, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Chunyuan Lanqing's deep eyes looking directly at her, there was too much information in them, but the ancient painting fan could see at a glance that he was asking himself.

pursed his lips, looked back at An Deyang, who was in a stalemate, and said softly: "Brother An-"

An Deyang faded the deep meaning in his eyes, and lowered his eyes to look at the inquiring eyes of the ancient painting fan. Only then did he purse his lips and let go of his hand.

As soon as his wrist was freed, his body was pulled to the side by Chunyuan Lan Qing, and the ancient painting fan frowned and pinched his palm with his nails, but the person in front of him was like an iron man, without saying a word, and pulled her away.

"Your Highness Sixteen, where are you taking me?"

Seeing that he was out of the Congxin Pavilion, the ancient painting fan frowned and asked. Looking back at An Deyang, who had disappeared, he was shocked, and hurriedly stopped and shouted, "Brother An? Brother Ann! ”

Chunyuan Lanqing frowned and grabbed the ancient painting fan as she walked back, with a sneer on the corner of her mouth, and said, "Little Brother An? You're affectionate to him! ”

"What nonsense are you talking about!" The ancient painting fan turned his head violently, staring at Chunyuan Lanqing.

"Am I talking nonsense? Ancient painting fan! Haven't you already made a private agreement with my sixth brother for life! Why are you still sticky and unseemly with other men here! ”

"Smack!"

A loud slap fell on Chunyuan Lanqing's face, and the ancient painting fan looked at Chunyuan Lanqing in disbelief.

How could he think that?!

There was still a sneer on the corner of Chunyuan Lanqing's mouth, but there was a hidden surprise in those eyes. (To be continued.) )