Early this morning, after the ancient painting fan took the lead in getting up and cleaning up, he walked out of the small courtyard to Gu Weikong's residence in the neighboring courtyard.

The heavy snow had stopped in the second half of the night yesterday, but there was no longer a feeling of heavy snow oppression. There is a plane tree growing in the small courtyard, and looking at the thick branches, I think it has been some years.

A pair of stone benches and a stone table under the tree.

Seeing that the door was still next to each other, the ancient painting fan walked quickly to the door and knocked on the door.

"Brother, are you up?"

The room was quiet for a long time, and when the ancient painting fan was knocked again, I saw that the door of the room was suddenly opened, and Gu Weikong, who was dressed in green clothes, revealed his figure.

The ancient painting fan immediately took a step back, blessed his body, and said crisply: "Brother, Happy New Year!" ”

In front of the door, a smiling woman is smiling vividly, and that smile like the first sun will warm the whole winter like spring.

Gu Weikong chuckled and tapped her on the head.

Gu Huafan covered his head and saw that he was silent, and immediately said, "Brother, you have to tell me!" ”

"Say what?" Gu Weikong said clearly.

"Happy New Year!" The ancient painting fan is straightforward.

"Brother I hope you are doing well every day! It's not just a few first days of junior high school. Gu Weikong chuckled.

"Let's go."

Gu Weikong said a word, and then took the hand of the ancient painting fan and walked out of the courtyard.

The ancient painting fan scratched his head and asked, "Where are you going?" ”

"Take you down the hill for a walk." Gu Weikong said lightly.

The ancient painting stopped and stood still. His eyes fell silent.

Gu Weikong also sighed lightly when he saw this, so he stroked the top of her head and said, "We won't go to the Imperial City, let's go to Woyang City." You can't change anything by staying in this Qingquan Temple all day, and you can't erase anything that has happened, do you want to shrink into Qingquan Temple for the rest of your life? Alas! Don't be afraid, when Mu Chongying's matter is over, my brother will take you to the place where my brother lives, where no one will force you to do anything, and from then on, you will only have unrestrained happiness. Good no good? ”

The ancient painting pursed his lips and looked at Gu Weikong, and the scenes of the past lingered in his mind. But how tempting it was to leave those two words, wasn't that what she had longed for for a long time?

Nodding slightly, the ancient painting fan replaced his hand in Gu Weikong's hand and raised the corners of his lips lightly.

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As the city of the imperial city, Woyang City is also extremely prosperous, especially now it is the first day of the Lunar New Year, and the street market is even more singing and dancing, and it is very lively.

The ancient painting fan looked intently at this prosperous scene, and the items sold on the stall were all things she had never seen in her previous life. In this life, he lives in the palace, and naturally he has no chance to see it. Looking at the busy and noisy street market, she suddenly felt that she could live like an ordinary person.

"Little sister, do you think you like that one or not?"

"Little sister, what about this? Do you want to eat it? ”

"Do you want that?"

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Along the way, Gu Weikong asked about the ancient painting fan when he saw something, giving full play to the character of being an elder brother and doting on his sister. It makes the ancient painting fan cry and laugh. But she also enjoyed the feeling of being cared for, and once upon a time she longed to be cared for so much.

Suddenly, in the bustling downtown area, there was a vacant lot, where there was nothing but isolated and isolated.

Gu Huafan looked at the surrounding buildings, and then looked at the location of the clearing, suddenly remembered something, and was frightened into a cold sweat, and hurriedly took a few steps back.

"What's wrong?" The ancient painting fan hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed the shoulder of the ancient painting fan, and asked urgently.

The ancient painting fan was still looking at the open space in a daze, and his heart was at a loss.

How did this come to be?

"Little sister, little sister, what's wrong with you?" Gu Weikong frowned and asked.

"Brother, you have traveled more than I know, but have you ever known this clearing, what was it before?" The ancient painting fan whispered, wondering if she had misremembered. After all, it was so prosperous at that time.

Gu Weikong looked at the open space pointed to by the ancient painting fan, frowned and thought about it, and then said: "My brother has only arrived in the imperial city recently, and when I stayed here, I heard people talk about it, this should have been a green building before, called the Chu People Pavilion. It's just that then it accidentally caught fire, and all the people inside. Even the guests who entered the flower search for willows that night did not escape, and they were all buried in the fire. It was also burned to the ground. Actually, it's a bit strange to think about it, but I didn't have the energy to delve into it at the time. I also heard from those people that I don't know who later spread that this land was unlucky, and no one wanted to dress it up here again. So it was scrapped. It's just that this street is particularly prosperous, and that was two or three years ago, so more and more vendors have started doing business next to it, and only this piece of land is isolated alive-, little sister, are you okay? ”

The more Gu Weikong said a word, the more ugly the face of the ancient painting fan became, and holding Gu Weikong's hand, he was also trembling slightly.

The ancient painting fan looked at the open space in front of him, and was unheard of Gu Weikong's inquiry. If it is really as my brother said, this land has been burned to ruins due to fire two or three years ago, it is what happened not long after I was hijacked to the Chu Pavilion.

Is there really such a coincidence? The Chu Pavilion has always had a good business, and the night is also a lively time, how can no one run out, even those guests who are looking for flowers and willows are not exempt. This is illogical in any way. Unless someone did it on purpose, who would have any hatred for a Qinglou that was so widely sold and so popular?

Thinking of what happened that night, I still remember vividly, the man in white, the man who was still more involved with her later. The deeper meaning she didn't dare to think about, if it was really what she thought, then whether the early encounter was already doomed to the future. Haven't all these years of struggle become a joke? And how should she deal with herself? And how should that person deal with himself?

I recalled in my mind the soft sword that I had ruthlessly put on his neck that night, my words, my use of him, and the blood that flowed on his bullying. and his indifferent eyes from beginning to end.

In the end, he staggered to the lonely figure, looking down at the sword, and never looked at her.

After so many years of struggle and alienation, she asked her heart for the first time, if she had really done something wrong?

After hurting him like this, and then leaving ruthlessly, she really became a selfish and vicious woman!

After so many years of palace life, has she changed like this? Or did she think wrong at the beginning, and insisted on being wrong-

I dreamed back at midnight, reading his letter alone at night, and fantasizing about the picture of the Wind Rising Pavilion. After all these years of struggle, it has become a joke after all.

Hurting others and hurting oneself -- (To be continued.) )