Time is like a sword, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle, the wind blows with a slight warmth, and the cuckoo calls are sent from time to time, as if to tell the people that the spring is gone with the falling flowers, and the green leaves in the summer are jumping in the warm wind.

Coming to Lanfu, Lan Xiao'er's body went from being in pain all over her body at the beginning and not being able to get out of bed, and now she is basically healed, and it has been two months, and the time passes so fast that people can't help but be a little scared.

Lan Xiao'er walked out of the door and walked around the house slowly. Huang walked to the door of the house, looked at the figures walking back and forth outside the door, and lost his mind.

It's not night, I don't know where he is now? Is he okay? I just hope that he is well. I only blame myself for being separated from him because of my willfulness, delaying to look for him after falling into a coma, and not knowing where to look for him after waking up.

If you are destined to meet someone, you will definitely meet again. Lan Xiao'er looked up at the sky and said silently: "There are times in life when you have to have it, and there are times in life when you don't have to ask for it." ”

Then he turned around and walked towards the door, about 200 steps away, then saw a low and wide building behind the living room, the door was closed, there was a small field in front, all kinds of weapons and some stone locks and stone piers were placed around, and the word 'martial hall' was written above the main door.

It was the time for the lunch break, so it was empty. The oppressive aura exuded by the burning of the dazzling hard iron and steel made Xiao'er slightly uneasy.

Bypassing the martial arts, the scenery changed suddenly. Behind it is a pool of spring water, which divides the General's Mansion into two distinct areas. The garden courtyard looming behind the trees is the backyard (the rooms where we each live), and a wooden arched bridge collapses over the spring, becoming the only way to the backyard.

Lan Xiao'er stood on the bridge, watching the lotus flowers blooming in the water under the sunlight, and it looked even more delicate and soft against the reflection of the green trees. Close your eyes and listen, the sound of flowing water slowly enters your ears, which is refreshing. The uneasy feelings slowly dissipated, and the mood returned to a clear and clear calm. The spring water is surrounded by green trees and colorful flowers, which makes people forget the tense atmosphere of the previous saber-rattling.

I couldn't help but whisper: "The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves the sunshine." The little lotus showed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly had already stood on its head. I sighed lightly in my heart.

"Laughing" a soft female voice sounded.

Let Lan Xiao'er wake up from her trembling mind, and look at Lan Rou'er who was standing beside her at some point, only to see her look at herself with her eyes.

Lan Xiao'er couldn't help but feel a little uneasy in her heart, wouldn't it be because she found out that she wasn't the real Lan Xiao'er? Hurriedly lowered her head, avoiding Lan Rou'er's gaze.

I only heard Lan Rouer say: "It looks much better." This personality has also changed a lot, but it is becoming more and more ladylike. ”

Lan Xiao'er breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and shouted with a smile: "Second sister." ”

Lan Rou'er took Lan Xiao'er's hand and slowly walked towards Lan Rou'er's boudoir. This was the first time Lan Xiao'er walked there, only to find that her boudoir was next to her boudoir.

Walking into the room, I looked around, and the bright sunlight poured through the windows, as did the tables and chairs carved from fine sandalwood. On the rosewood table was a yellowish plain silk, a few pieces of rice paper, an inkstone next to it, and a few brushes in the pen holder. In a porcelain pot by the window is a lotus flower. Turning his head, there was a dresser that the daughters in the boudoir had, on which was placed a diamond flower copper mirror covered with a brocade sleeve, a jewelry box with red lacquer carved plum blossoms, and a blue and white unicorn picture powder box.

The whole room is simple and elegant, and the delicate and gentle feeling of belonging to the daughter's family flows everywhere.

Lan Xiao'er slowly approached the table by the window, only to see a few buds waiting to be put on the rice paper, turned a few pages, and suddenly saw a portrait of a beautiful young man, who was about to take a closer look.

Lan Rou'er saw that Lan Xiao'er was looking at the portrait, so she hurriedly reached out and grabbed it, put it away, folded it, and put it back on her chest, her movements were hurried and cautious, as if she were a precious thing. Then his eyes seemed to be spinning around as if he didn't know where to put them, and he raised his eyes and smiled unnaturally at Lan Xiao'er, and then didn't look at Lan Xiao'er, took Lan Xiao'er's hand, and said as he walked: "Xiao'er, come to my sister's bedroom." ”

Lan Xiao'er looked at Lan Rou'er at a loss and wanted to hide her look, and nodded. I can't help but think, who is the beautiful boy in the portrait? Did it have anything to do with herself to let Lan Rouer be so cautious? Should it be said that it has something to do with the real blue smile?

Picking up the beaded curtain worn by Yingluo, he entered the bedroom, where a lilac gauze tent hung on the sandalwood bed, fluttering slightly with the breeze.

The two of them were silent with each other because of the little episode just now.

After half a ring, Lan Rou'er took Lan Xiao'er's hand and said, "When you were born, you didn't cry but laughed, so the second lady named Xiao'er, she has a lively and cheerful temperament, and she hears people laugh before she sees people's voices." Although sometimes you are a little willful and domineering, you are the little princess in our house, and you are all cherished, loved and forbearing. But now you are silent and depressed, as if you have changed your personal ......"

Lan Xiao'er lowered her head slightly, looking away from Lan Rou'er, thinking to herself, isn't it a person. I'm not a real blue smile at all, of course it's different. These days, she is so cautious, does Lan Rou'er really feel that she doesn't feel herself?

Lan Xiao'er secretly glanced at Lan Rou'er from the corner of her eye, only to see her look up into the distance, and said quietly: "My sister quarreled with you at the time, but I didn't want you to marry into the royal family again, and end up with the same fate as the eldest sister." If you really like the three princes, my sister will no longer stop you. ”

Lan Xiao'er thought to herself, didn't Xiao Cui say that Lan Rou'er also likes the third prince? Did Lan Rou'er and Zhen Lan Xiao'er quarrel because they were competing for the third prince? Listening to Lan Rou'er say this, it was this sister who was good for her sister at that time?

No matter what it is, I've never seen the three princes, so why like it? What if the third prince and Lan Rou'er may be consensual in the future? And Lan Rou'er is not bad to herself, why not fulfill them. But I can't sue her like this, how can I say it?

Lan Xiao'er thought about it, looked up at Lan Rou'er, and saw that her back seemed to be vaguely full of remorse, and she couldn't help but say, "I don't remember him anymore." ”

Lan Rou'er sighed lightly, looked at Lan Xiao'er and said, "Sister feels sorry for you." ”

I'm sorry? Yes, if it weren't for their quarrel, their souls wouldn't have been able to occupy Lan Xiao'er's body, and I really don't know whether to thank or hate Lan Rou'er. What's the point of hatefulness and thanksgiving? I'm sorry, I can't go back to the beginning, and it's not about Lan Rou'er, it's all fate. Lan Xiao'er said faintly: "It's all over." ”

Lan Rou'er looked at Lan Xiao'er's distraction, frowned, walked up to Lan Xiao'er, hugged her gently, and said repentantly: "I'm sorry, my sister is not ......."

Lan Xiao'er gently leaned on Lan Rou'er's shoulder and said, "I miss Mom...... Mother ......" couldn't help but shed tears.

Lan Rou'er gently patted Lan Xiao'er's shoulder and comforted: "Xiao'er doesn't cry, my sister is here, my sister will take good care of you......"

After half a ring, Lan Xiao'er looked at Lan Rou'er, who was also crying, with tears in her eyes, and thought to herself, this sister is actually very gentle with Lan Xiao'er. He touched his tears and said, "Sister, you look so ugly when you cry." ”

Lan Rou'er also touched her tears, looked at Xiao'er and said, "You too, Xiao'er still looks the best when she laughs." ”

Lan Xiao'er smiled and nodded, changed the topic and said, "I'm a little bored in the house, I really want to go out to play." ”

Lan Rou'er looked at Lan Xiao'er's playful expression, covered her mouth and chuckled: "In ten days, it will be the emperor's birthday, because the eldest sister was alive, the emperor favored her very much, so my father can take us into the palace to play together." ”

Lan Xiao'er said excitedly: "That's great! ”

The two of them were in the boudoir, talking and laughing, like intimacy between sisters, driving away Lan Xiaoer's inner sorrow.