Later, they couldn't find anything in the Xuanqing Gate, so they left. The smile on Lan Xi's face gradually faded, and he regained his mournful look, "Later, I took you around in exile, and actually crossed Changling to Annan, once I saw a big family in the town holding a banquet, and after noon, the guests began to disperse, so I took you to sneak in, ready to steal some food, and the people were busy cleaning up, and the kitchen was empty. ”

Lan Xi turned her head and looked at Fan Xueyi eagerly, raising her calloused hands to caress Fan Xueyi's face, as if she was not careful, she would disappear like she did back then.

Fan Xueyi didn't know how to ease her current mood, so she could only raise her hand and put it on her hand and tell Lan Xi that she was here.

"At that time, my mother felt that she was about to be scared to death, and my mother had nothing left, only you. Tears welled up like a burst of the embankment.

Letting the tears flow for a while, Lan Xi eased his emotions and said softly: "I went to look for you, you were really discovered by the master, at that time, among the guests who had not yet left, there was Fan Qingyun, who opened his mouth to relieve you and me, otherwise, I am afraid that I will be beaten again." ”

Lan Xi's narration touched a softness in Fan Xueyi's heart, and she seemed to be able to understand Lan Xi's hardships back then, and hugged Lan Xi harder.

"Fan Qingyun saw that our mother and daughter were pitiful, so he took our mother and daughter in. Lan Xi continued.

Fan Xueyi frowned, and said puzzledly: "There are many ways to take it in, how did you become his ......" The concubine Fan Xueyi did not say it, after all, this is not a fair and honest praise word.

Even if Fan Xueyi didn't say it, Lan Xi guessed what she meant, and she said slowly: "I brought it up." ”

"What?" This answer surprised Fan Xueyi a little, judging from Lan Xi's performance just now, she was deeply in love with Gong Zhuo.

Lan Xi continued: "Since I found out that you and I are still alive, there have been people tracking down the whereabouts of you and me, and that group of people must have guessed that the 'Aotian Decision' is in my hands, so I proposed to marry Fan Qingyun, saying that you are his child, in this way, we have changed our identities, they have broken the clues, besides, with Fan Qingyun, you can have no worries about food and clothing." I meant to keep you safe, but I didn't expect ......"

Lan Xi trembled and stroked the ice on Fan Xueyi's face, his face full of guilt.

Maybe she remembered what Fan Ziyi had done to her again, and Fan Xueyi was relieved again: "My face doesn't matter, I kept talking just now, the food is cold, let's eat?"

Facing Fan Xueyi's smile, Lan Xi nodded with satisfaction.

After the two of them had dinner, Fan Xueyi urged Lan Xi to go upstairs to rest, and cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks by herself, just when she went out with a stack of dishes, she suddenly felt a strange breath, she turned her head suddenly, and saw a piece of clothing quickly disappearing into the corner of Lan Ying Pavilion.

Fan Xueyi immediately ran diagonally to the courtyard, and looked towards the wall where the figure had disappeared, the wall was empty, and she looked up at the roof again, and there was no one either.

The small courtyard under the moonlight is very quiet, and it seems that even the wind is still.

Xue Yi frowned, she was very sure that she was not mistaken, there was indeed someone here to eavesdrop on her and Lan Xi, but she didn't know who that person was, and what was the purpose?

There were too many things that happened in one day today, and there were too many doubts in Fan Xueyi's heart, she went upstairs after brushing the dishes and chopsticks, lying on the narrow bamboo bed, tossing and turning, and couldn't sleep.

She got up and got out of bed, pushed open a window to the south, and the bright moonlight immediately shone in and shone on her.

Van Xue leaned on the windowsill in contemplation.

If, according to Lan Xi, she was scared silly when she was seven years old, then even if a young child is a genius, it is difficult for her to understand what she knows, except that she doesn't know who she really is, she knows too much about the rest of the things.

Fan Xueyi raised her head and looked up at the bright moon in the night sky, and suddenly her eyes sank, she was definitely not Lan Xi's daughter Fan Xueyi, maybe she was just a wisp of wandering spirit, and she took advantage of Fan Xueyi's body by chance, and the real Fan Ziyi should have been scared to death when she was surrounded by wolves.

But when I think about it, I feel that something is wrong.

After turning around and seeing the purple gauze tent hanging on the bed, Fan Xueyi suddenly realized that the wrongness in her heart came from the purple-haired man who rescued her from the wolves.

He called her Snow.

Snow, Van Shei.

There is also a snow character in these three words, and Fan Xueyi paced around the room, pondering the purple-haired man, his appearance and cultivation did not look like an ordinary person.

Is he or not Fan Xueyi, and if not, who is it?