She knew they couldn't see her, but she still felt like she was being scanned. His eyes quietly glanced at Chunyuan Lanmu's face, but he couldn't return to his senses in a daze.

Why is the smile on the corner of his lips so different from usual?

The eyes that have always been indifferent and calm, but there is a light that she can't understand.

Chun Yuan Lan looked at the carefully drawn portrait in a daze, the unsigned letters, you don't have to think about it, you know, who wrote it, and who sent it.5./books//171/

Love sign a wealthy family.

Looking at the woman who was lying on the bed through the screen, she suddenly lost the courage to be angry and blame.

She is already like this now, and he doesn't even know it? It's ridiculous that he is so conceited and swears to protect her for the rest of his life!

After a while, Chun Yuan Lan turned around and strode away, and the calm pace of the past seemed a little staggered at this moment.

Gu Huafan looked at his figure walking away, stood up and raised his steps to chase, but staggered half a step but stopped.

Under the glossy candlelight, Chunyuan Lan Mu's pale face exuded endless affection at this moment, and his unreadable eyes stared straight at the painting in his hand, like a stone statue, standing still.

Piao Wu slowly stood up from the ground, and his eyes never left Pure Yuan Lan Mu for a moment. The eyes that were clear in the past exude endless grief and bitterness at the moment.

"Sixth Highness—"

The murmur that was as light as a feather did not wake up the person who was like a jade statue, but caused him to burst into tears.

The ancient painting fan looked at the two people in front of him in a daze, they were so familiar at the moment, but they were so strange.

Finally she pulled her lips and smiled, and walked out of the room with her head down. I didn't see Chunyuan Lanqing, and I didn't know where I was going.

Wandering slowly in the imperial garden, looking at the starry sky, the ancient painting fan still feels the same as before. But her body that can pass through any obstacle simply and rudely shows that she has become a ghost!

Looking left and west, the ancient painting fan wondered if she would see other souls like her. But I shook the entire Imperial Garden, and I didn't even see a single ghost claw, let alone the whole ghost!

Sitting beside the flowers with a big grin, looking at the direction of Congxin Pavilion, the ancient painting fan suddenly felt a little bored.

Suddenly, there was a voice not far away, and an exciting spirit of the ancient painting fan quickly sat up, and hid behind the rockery next to him. But as soon as she was halfway there, she slapped her head suddenly, she is now a little ghost, and she still wants to hide?

Standing willfully in the middle of the cobblestone path, looking at the few people who were walking slowly, but as soon as he saw a person in front of him, the ancient painting fan did not hesitate to run to the back of the rockery again.

An old man in front of him was full of crane hair, dressed in a monk's robe, and his face was full of light. Who is it if it's not a cloud master!

It's just that at this moment, his expression is no longer as cynical as before, but a rare stern and silent. Li Xiuwen behind him respectfully followed him, and behind him was Liufu who was happy for a while and had a bitter face for a while. It's just that the adoring eyes have been staring at Master Yiyun walking in front of him!

The trip of the three of them was the absence of Emperor Chunyuan.

Watching the three of them walk quickly in the direction of the Heart Pavilion, the ancient painting fan looked at them with a probe in his head, and suddenly Master Yiyun, who was walking quickly, stopped and looked in the direction of the rockery.

The gaze looked straight at the ancient painting fan, and suddenly made her feel like she was being looked at, and there was nothing to hide.

When the ancient painting fan was stunned, thinking about whether to go up and say hello. Master Yiyun's gaze retracted again, and he walked towards Congxin Pavilion with a faster pace.

Looking at their hurried backs in the dark night, the ancient painting fan touched the tip of his nose. At this time, shouldn't she, the client, be there?

Thinking like this, the ancient painting fan also raised his footsteps, and followed them upside down towards Congxin Pavilion.

Chasing after him along the way, he followed Congxin Pavilion, and when he entered his small courtyard, he saw the door that had just been closed, and the fluttering dance and pure abyss Lanmu that had been 'driven out'.

Luofoo sobbed, but looked in with a probe in his head, but was slapped back into his head by Li Xiuwen.5./books//172/

Pair food.

The ancient painting fan smiled silently, this master and apprentice!

The fluttering love xù seemed to be a little low, and he was in a daze, and he was not like Fang Cai's eyes that couldn't leave Chunyuan Lanmu. It was as if a fire had been extinguished by ice water. With a look in her eyes, Gu Huafan felt that she couldn't read it.

Chunyuan Lan Mu still held those portraits and envelopes tightly in his hands, but his eyes were looking at the ethereal place, and he was a little distracted. And the blood stains on his arms had penetrated the sleeves of his shirt, smearing a large patch, and the blood stains were stained.

Gu Huafan frowned at his appearance, inexplicably uncomfortable in his heart, walked slowly in front of him, and looked at his warm and jade-like face in a daze, and was a little distracted.

In the thick of the night, the breeze was blowing, and his face exuded a pale glow. I was as obsessed with her as she was on that night two years ago.

Slowly reached out to soothe his slightly frowning brow.

Suddenly, it suddenly went dark in front of him, and his mind and body were out of control as if they were swallowed by a black whirlpool, and he lost consciousness before he could even exclaim.

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Her chest seemed to be beaten by a hammer of 10,000 catties, and she didn't even have the energy to cry out for pain in pain, her brain was groggy, and fragments of the past were circling back and forth in her mind.

Suddenly, she saw two sharp arrows shining with cold light shooting towards her in the night, and she ran desperately. But the back of Chun Yuan Lan suddenly appeared in front of him. She stopped, but she felt a chill in her heart, and looked down to see that the two blood-stained scissors on her chest were hideous.

She opened her eyes suddenly, but it was the pain in her chest that made her exhale in pain.

"Shhhh

As if she had been cut out by a knife, her entire chest was numb with pain, and even screaming in pain seemed to consume all her strength.

"Fan? Fan! You're awake! Fan"

A surprise sound sounded in my ears, it was the sound of fluttering.

The ancient painting fan turned his head to look, but only saw the fluttering back disappear outside the screen, and quickly ran to the bedside.

"Fan'er, drink this bowl of medicine quickly! Master Yiyun said that as soon as you wake up, I will give you a drink! Great, you're finally awake! There are still two tear stains on the fluttering joyful face.

The ancient painting fan grinned and wanted to speak, but even the gasping was painful.

"Good fan, don't say anything. Hurry up and drink the medicine! Fluttering looked at the smile of the ancient painting fan that was more ugly than crying, and felt sad again.

The ancient painting fan nodded slightly, and danced the spoon in his hand, drinking the medicine spoonful by spoonful.

Finally, a bowl of medicine went down to her stomach, and Piao Wu wiped the corners of her mouth and said softly: "Fan'er, you lie down first, I'll go and tell Master Sù Yiyun that you are awake!" ”

Watching the fluttering and running out in a hurry, the ancient painting fan laughed silently.

Raising his eyes and scanning outside, the sun was just right outside, and I don't know how long it had been since that night.

Suddenly, the ancient painting fan raised his eyes and looked at the wardrobe next to the bed, where two small cabinets lay quietly, but the memory of that night was still there. I really wanted to get up and take a look, but she knew that she was lucky to be able to return to her body now, so she dared to think that she could jump around immediately.

I don't know what the out-of-tune Master Yiyun did to her. It's so magical. At that time, I forgot to chase into the house to see what was going on!

The room was quiet, and the ancient painting fan quietly glanced greedily at all the places in sight. To be able to look at these things with the eyes of a living person is just very comforting.