Since returning to the Zijin Palace, Liu Shihua has been restless, and she has been thinking about what Ling Wei said to her over and over again. All of this seemed too sudden for her to accept for a moment.

locked himself up all night, and early the next morning, Liu Shihua still decided to go to see Concubine Ping to ask what was going on.

The main hall of the Zijin Palace is filled with the aroma of burning bluegrass, which is the favorite of Concubine Ping.

Liu Shihua walked outside the hall, stopped for a moment, and smiled unconsciously, Ping Guifei, Si Lanjue, mother, Lan family...... They all seem to have a subtle connection with the word "blue", is this a tribute to the Lan family?

Liu Shihua slowly walked into the hall, the fragrance of bluegrass was stronger, and the palace maids were waiting in the hall, busy before and after.

Concubine Ping was reading the book in the palace as always, she probably wouldn't have thought that the secret she had been working so hard to keep was about to be revealed.

"Poetry and painting have seen Niangniang." Liu Shihua bowed to Yingying, and said goodbye to Concubine Ping, but felt a little different kindness. Before that, they were also cordial to each other, but that kind of cordiality seemed to be different from now, at this moment, in the dark, there was a feeling of flesh and blood that should be.

This feeling is very strange to Liu Shihua, the last time I had this feeling, it was already a matter of the previous life, when I saw her father for the first time, she thought she finally had a home. But the reality quickly dispelled this idea for her, she was naïve and naïve, she was killed by life and death, and when she woke up again, she no longer knew what family affection was.

Walking into the door of the Liu family again, everything was cold. If there is a little warmth, it is Liu Shuang'er, but unfortunately, Liu Shuang'er finally became the substitute ghost in her life, and since then, the world of family affection has become an ice cave.

Concubine Ping was still so kind, put down the book in her hand, and beckoned to Liu Shihua, "Come and sit, come to the palace so early." Can I help you? ”

Liu Shihua glanced at the palace maids of the Zijin Palace. There was no sound.

Concubine Ping immediately understood Liu Shihua's thoughts, waved her hand, and asked them all to retreat.

"What's wrong? Is there anything that matters? Ping Guifei and Yan asked.

Liu Shihua hesitated for a long time, and those words had obviously been thought of. In front of Concubine Ping, she couldn't ask. She was so scared. She was afraid that in case Ling Wei was talking nonsense. In case she didn't have the slightest relationship with the Lan family who was famous for Dayan, would Concubine Ping think she had ulterior motives when this sentence came out. Will the friendship between her and Concubine Ping still exist? She was also afraid, she was afraid that if all this was true, as a descendant of the Lan family, she was burdened with the hatred of destroying the door and the deep hatred of the sea of blood, could she bear it? Will you be ashamed of the ancestors of the Lan family?

Seeing Liu Shihua like this, Concubine Ping smiled faintly, "If you have anything to say, is there anything you can't say between you and this palace?" ”

This tone is like an elder caring about the hearts of the younger generation.

Liu Shihua's heart was pounding, and she never seemed so nervous.

"Niangniang, poetry and painting...... Poetry and painting want to ask...... "Liu Shihua hesitated for a long time and didn't ask.

Concubine Ping realized the abnormality of Liu Shihua, Liu Shihua has always been calm in trouble, and she has never hesitated so much.

"Poetry and painting, what's wrong? Is something big wrong? No matter what happens, Hongu will help you, you don't have to scruples. ”

Concubine Ping looked at Liu Shihua's appearance, and couldn't help but be a little worried.

"Niangniang, do you know what the identity of the mother of the poetry and painting is? Some people say that poetry and painting have something to do with the Lan family, is this true? Liu Shihua plucked up the courage and said it in one go.

Concubine Ping was stunned, this sudden question greatly surprised her, this secret, she originally planned to keep it all the time, even if she couldn't keep it for a lifetime, she planned to hide it for a few days, she didn't want this life experience to cause any entanglement to Liu Shihua.

"Who told you that? Lan'er? ”

Liu Shihua knew that the Lan'er in the mouth of Concubine Ping was Si Lanjue.

Listening to Concubine Ping's rhetorical question, Liu Shihua had no reason to doubt Lord Lingwei's words anymore.

"No, poetry and painting are bold, please answer the question of poetry and painting first." Liu Shihua looked straight at Concubine Ping, at this moment, she urgently needed an answer.

Concubine Ping was silent, "That's right, your mother is the sister of the palace, and you are the descendant of the Lan family." ”

Word by word, Liu Shihua listened to it really well.

"Is this true?" Liu Shihua looked at Concubine Ping with a wandering gaze, probably stunned by the news, and stayed there, but did not move.

After being stunned for a long time, Liu Shihua finally came to her senses, "Niangniang is the aunt of Shihua?" ”

Ping Guifei stretched out her hand and pulled Liu Shihua and held her in her arms, this secret, Ping Guifei kept it very hard, every time she wanted to get close to Liu Shihua, she had to force herself to hold back, for fear of revealing any flaws and being discovered by Liu Shihua. Now, Liu Shihua knows everything, so it's okay, so that she can express her concern to Liu Shihua openly.

"Yes, that's right, you are a member of the Lan family, in this life and this life, this palace can still see you, it is really a death without regrets." Concubine Ping gently touched Liu Shihua's head, and tears fell unconsciously.

Liu Shihua shrank back, to be honest, such warmth made her a little uncomfortable. The person in front of him, after all, is a high-ranking concubine, who has always been respectful before, but now he has suddenly become a relative, and Liu Shihua is a little at a loss.

"Niangniang, don't be sad, it's the poetry and painting that are not good, I couldn't come to see you in time, if I had known about this earlier, perhaps, we could have recognized each other earlier, and Niangniang's heart would not have been so miserable." Over the years, Concubine Ping has suffered in the palace, Liu Shihua only knows a thing or two, but she can imagine that a woman is lonely in this harem, and the owner of the palace has a blood feud with her, and the only two relatives in this world can support her to live.

One is far away, while the other is unaware of his existence.

Concubine Ping shook her head, "No, this palace doesn't tell you, I just don't want you to get involved in these rights and wrongs too early, and now it seems that this is the will of God." ”

Liu Shihua took the handkerchief next to her and carefully helped Concubine Ping wipe away the tears on her face, "Since Shihua is a member of the Lan family, she has the obligation to avenge the blood of the Lan family. ”

Although Liu Shihua said this, she didn't know what the so-called revenge meant, she just instinctively comforted her. (To be continued......)