After walking along the garden path for two quarters of an hour, I heard Mu Ya say: "Sister, look, the attic in front of you is Mingyue Tower, it is really beautiful."

When the ancient painting fan heard this, he looked up and saw that in the high wall in front of him, a three-story attic was standing tall, with glazed bricks and tiles, delicate and delicate and generous and grand. Like an ethereal Moon Palace, mysterious and attractive.

The ancient painting fan couldn't stop sighing, this attic must be huge, I think my mother didn't meet my father before, in the Guogong Mansion is extremely like a fish in water. Brocade clothes and jade food, maids and servants hug each other.

Alas! It's just that no matter how gorgeous life is, there is no love, which makes it difficult to give up. What kind of excellent person is my father, who can make my mother leave everything behind and follow her all her life.

In my memory, my father and my mother were in harmony with each other, and the scene of respecting each other was enviable.

I also asked my brother if he would be as good to his future sister-in-law as his father did to his mother. The elder brother was young and old at the time, and said seriously: "My brother will only take care of one sister in his life, and he will never marry a wife."

Thinking about it now, I was really stupid at that time, and I was so scared that I cried when I heard my brother's words, thinking that it was my own reason that made my brother worry. Since then, I haven't let my brother take care of half a minute.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were already misty.

Once, once, never going back.

Retracted his mind and followed Mu Ya's footsteps towards the Bright Moon Tower.

When she got closer, Mu Ya said excitedly: "Sister, I don't know if I can let my sister go in with you, my sister really wants to see the beautiful scenery inside this Mingyue Tower."

The ancient painting fan smiled slightly: "Okay, come with the painting fan."

The two of them were just about to step in when they heard footsteps running not far away.

"Miss, Mrs. told Miss Lady to go back, saying that she had something to tell Miss." A guy ran to the front and said breathlessly.

After finishing, he saluted the ancient painting fan and said, "The slave has seen Miss Biao."

The ancient painting slapped his head and motioned for him to rise.

Na Muya pouted when she heard this, stomped her foot again, and finally said helplessly: "Sister, then sister will go first." My sister won't accompany you. ”

After speaking, he reluctantly glanced at the wall.

Gu Huafan smiled and said, "It's the same if you look at it another day."

Mu Ya smiled again when she heard this, and said, "Then sister, let's see it another day, you are not allowed to cheat."

The ancient painting fan nodded.

Muya snorted at the little guy and walked away. A group of maids and maids who were waiting also followed.

The original mighty team was left with only the ancient painting fan and a small guy with his head hanging down next to him.

The ancient painting fan stroked the corner of his skirt, and Yu Guang saw the little guy standing honestly, and said strangely: "Why don't you go to serve Miss Mu with you?"

When the little guy heard this, he immediately raised his head and grinned, and said, "Girl, the slave is sent by the master to serve you."

As soon as the ancient painting fan saw his face, he was immediately surprised: "Brother An?"

An Deyang scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "It's a minion."

The ancient painting fan took a step forward, circled around An Deyang, and said, "When did you follow, I didn't see you."

An Deyang said: "I have been following, but I have followed behind, and the girl has not paid attention." Ah, no, it's time to call Miss Table. ”

The ancient painting fan smiled, took the lead in walking towards the courtyard, and said as he walked: "You can call it anything, Miss Cousin, I listen awkward, you still call me girl."

An Deyang laughed and said yes.

When I entered this west courtyard, I saw the pear blossoms in this courtyard. This is simply a pear garden, the ethereal attic of the Moon Palace is hidden in the pear garden, the breeze caresses, the sky is full of flowers flying, making people think that they are in a beautiful dream.

The air is filled with a faint scent of pear blossoms, refreshing, fresh and pleasant.

It's just that although the pear blossom is beautiful, it is only white. The flowers flying in the sky are only thinking of endless sorrow and dull life.

Reaching out and caressing the branches, a piece of snow white fell into the palm of the hand, the crystal clear white, the bleak white. I only taught people to be angry.

An Deyang is now behind the fan of the ancient painting, and what he sees is the pear blossoms flying in the sky, and a white figure is independent in the wind, so he is not lonely. The head is full of green silk flying, and there is a touch of ****** scorching in the temples.

What a peach blossom fairy among thousands of pear blossoms.

Fooled him, drunk him.

The ancient painting fan twisted the pear blossom in the palm of his hand and scattered it into the air, caressing the hem of his skirt and walking inward along the path.

A quarter of an hour later, the light suddenly opened up in front of me, and there was a pear blossom tree planted alone in the delicate and small courtyard. The branches are stout, and the top is full of flowers.

Under the tree is a square table and two stone benches. There is another jade carved chaise longue next to it, which is extremely leisurely. The ancient painting fan seemed to see her mother lying on a cushioned chaise longue at a leisurely pace, smiling at the flowers blooming and falling in the courtyard.

She also fantasized about being carefree and sitting and watching the comfortable life when the clouds rise, how fate can make people.

reborn, but shouldering the revenge of annihilation. If you don't have a clue yet, you're going to face a draft.

The ancient painting fan sighed lightly and walked slowly towards the house.

An Deyang stopped outside the house, admiring the scenery of the courtyard.

The furnishings in the house are extremely simple, only some necessary daily necessities, but all of them are exquisite. An antique fan caresses the dresser, where there is only a pear blossom-shaped ornament in the jewelry box. There is no complicated gold hairpin and silver hairpin, and it is a unique taste.

Sit down, it's spotless, and it's often cleaned. It doesn't seem to be like the rumors in the outside world, the uncle doesn't care about his mother, and ruthlessly forces his mother away.

On the contrary, my uncle was very concerned about his mother and cared about her. That mother was so determined to leave. With such a warm home, how could my father bear to let my mother follow him?

But why were family members killed? She was the only one left and secretly sent to a distant nunnery?

How can this layer, scene by scene, be unraveled? The ancient painting fan only felt a great headache, and his face was pale. Looking at the unfamiliar and familiar face in the bronze mirror, he suddenly felt like a world away. The memories of those two lives are deep in my mind, she is an ancient painting fan but not an ancient painting fan, which one is the real her? What did she come to these two worlds for? Avenge? She didn't want such a life, if she really started revenge, then her whole life would be dark.

The ancient painting fan lay on the dresser in pain, and for the first time she felt that she would be so confused in the rest of her life.

Lunch was delivered, no matter how An Deyang persuaded him, he didn't eat the ancient painting fan.

Later in the evening, the eldest lady ordered the chief steward to send a group of maids and women outside the courtyard wall.

The ancient painting fan didn't let her in, but only told her that she didn't need to be served, and she came alone for seven years in Qingyan'an. Now she can do it alone.

Later, when the sky was just dark, I heard the sound of the door being slammed, and the ancient painting fan was lying on the bed, drowsy, and said sullenly: "Brother An, don't knock, I don't want to eat, I'm going to sleep."

An Deyang's worried voice sounded outside the door: "Girl, today is your first time going back to the house, so Lord Guogong ordered you to have a reunion dinner together tonight, you can't go away."

Gu Huafan buried his head in the quilt, hummed and chirped for a while, jumped out of bed at once, and opened the door with a black face.