Huanhuan looked at the golden hairpin in front of her, she had seen through the princess's conspiracy. Leng Yan said: "It's okay if you kill me in the mansion, why trick me out of the mansion?" ”

When the princess heard this, her eyebrows were raised slightly, she took a long breath, and sneered: "Do you really think that I will take you in the house?" ”

Huanhuan watched as she slowly walked towards her, and as she got closer, she understood more and more what a femme fatale was.

The princess smiled at the corner of her mouth, looked at Huanhuan who was kneeling with a smile, and said gently: "Miss Qi, take this golden hairpin and be sisters with me." ”

Huanhuan heard several hurried footsteps outside the house, and the sound of roof tiles stomping. Then he understood, and couldn't help but mock: "Can't help but kill me?" ”

A strange look flashed across the princess's face, and then vanished, annoyed. Hearing this, he had an idea, squatted down, stretched out his head to approach Huanhuan, and said softly with a smile: "In this way, if my sister uses this golden hairpin to disfigure herself, I will let you in the mansion." Good to your Ling'er, Qin Niang. ”

Huanhuan's shoulders trembled slightly, and when he looked at the princess's charming eyes, he suddenly remembered Li Zerong.

Qi Lu promised her a couple for the rest of her life, and Li Zerong promised her to protect her for a good life. In the end, it's just a fool's dream, and it's ridiculous.

The princess picked up the golden hairpin and put it in Huanhuan's hand. She was smiling, so beautiful and full of kindness. At this moment, if someone breaks in, they will only feel that it is the kind princess who is talking and laughing and giving gifts to the nameless and pointless Miss Qi.

Huanhuan pinched Jin Hai, raised his arm and scraped it fiercely on the left side of her face, and blood beads poured down, dripping on her snow-white robe, like a few bunches of red plums in the snow.

The golden hairpin fell, and the blood marks appeared.

Huanhuan steadied his voice, gritted his teeth and said in despair: "I still hope for the princess, remember the promise." ”

The princess was still acting, and when she saw Huanhuan's face being cut, she pretended to reach out and knock off the golden hairpin in her hand. Squinting and looking carefully at the wound on the left side of her face, she couldn't help but tremble when she saw this. This woman was so cruel to herself.

pretended to be worried: "Why is my sister so extreme, since the prince is not good to you, you don't need to be so decisive." ”

Huanhuan only felt that she was disgusting, pushed her away, covered her face with her hands, and broke out of the door.

The door opened, and the guards standing at the door with swords in their hands looked at her directly, and when they saw her like this, they couldn't bear it. Huanhuan stopped looking at them, and finally held back his tears and ran away.

When passing through the palace garden, I saw that the begonia flowers in the garden were blooming just right, and the air was filled with the fragrance of begonia flowers. She stopped and looked up at the begonias in the tree, and suddenly remembered the begonias she had broken when she was young. I felt that my face hurt like a heart, and I couldn't cry.

"Miss, miss." Ling'er looked at her young lady standing under the begonia tree, her whole body was trembling, and when she ran closer, she knew that Miss was crying bitterly. When she saw her young lady head-on, Ling'er only felt that her heart and lungs were being dragged hard. She hugged her young lady and slowly dragged her left hand down in a dumb voice.

Shocking!

I saw that Huanhuan had a bloody scar on the left side of his face that was two inches long, mixed with broken flesh and blood, which was hideous.

The wound was still bleeding, and the tears that had slipped from his left eye remained at the wound, and it hurt his heart. She misses her father, wants him to touch her forehead with his big warm hands, smiles into her eyes and comforts her; I miss my heartless brother, so I took her hand and went to Chunfeng Building to listen to music and drink......

Qin Niang is a person who is over half a hundred years old, seeing the terrifying scar on Huanhuan's face, she knew that it was the princess's handwriting, and she couldn't help shaking her head and choking, and she couldn't say a word of comfort. Pull Huanhuan to sit down, find medicine and carefully apply it to Huanhuan's face.

Huanhuan had candied fruit in his mouth, looked at the wall with empty eyes, and didn't say a word.

Ling'er was next to her to take care of the bed, picked up the pillow, and found that Miss's dagger was missing. Worriedly asked, "Miss, where is the dagger?" ”

"It's gone." Huanhuan replied listlessly.

Seeing that she was in a better mood and willing to speak, Qin Niang hurriedly picked up the conversation and said, "Miss, do you need Qin Niang to bring you a dagger back?" ”

Li Zerong only allowed Qinniang to leave the house, and the candied food was taken care of by Qinniang.

"I don't want a dagger anymore, I just want to live now, to live happily." Huanhuan lowered his eyes, stretched out his fingers, stroked the wound on the left side of his face, and said softly, "Qin Niang will find some medicine for me to remove scars, I don't want my brother to come back and see my such an abominable face." ”

Qin Niang is an old-fashioned person, behaves perversely, and is an old man in the palace. Since he didn't talk about Huanhuan's scars, he changed the topic and asked: "I often hear Miss call my brother, but I don't know what kind of handsome fairy Miss's brother is." ”

Ling'er listened to Qin Niang talk to Miss about her son-in-law on the side, and scolded Qin Niang in her heart for being an eyeless person who picked on Miss's sad things. Just as he was about to change the subject, he heard the young lady laugh aloud and say, "My brother is a fool, but he is the best person. ”

"Oh?" Seeing the look on her face, Qin Niang breathed a sigh of relief and continued to ask, "Why do you say that Childe is a fool?" ”

Huanhuan's expression was solemn, and he slowed down for a long time before he came out: "He is too sincere, I am a fool like him." ”

Seeing that the atmosphere had become dull, Qin Niang didn't dare to talk anymore, and got up to open the closed window in the house.

Ling'er looked at Qin Niang angrily, only to feel that she was annoying, and supported her out of the house. Reaching out and taking Miss's hand, he asked softly, "Miss's face still hurts?" Is there still compote in your mouth? ”

"Ling'er, how long has my brother been in the Western Regions? I remember that when the begonias were in full bloom, he rode away with the mission. ”

"It's been more than two years. The young lady remembered that when the childe left, the begonia flowers only had buds. Ling'er held Huanhuan's hand tightly and replied seriously.

Silence, silence again.

Huanhuan's eyes were hollow again, just looking at the wall, not saying a word, like a dead body, lifeless.

Ling'er felt depressed and uncomfortable when she stayed by the side, she was the only one in this house who really understood Miss and loved Miss, she Ling'er was the only one who couldn't bear to leave Miss and let her bear it alone, so she stayed quietly next to her and accompanied her. The last time I saw Miss like this, it was when the Lin Mansion was in trouble, after the old man passed away.

The young lady didn't speak for a long time, and it was a long time until Ling'er fell asleep and was about to fall asleep, when she heard the young lady ask her, "Do you remember what my father said about the ink inkstone on the table and teaching me?" ”

How could Ling'er not remember, because the young lady didn't care about practicing painting, and the painting was extremely sloppy, after the old man saw it, he was furious, smashed the ink inkstone, and even punished himself for kneeling for an afternoon.

"My dad never lost his temper with me, he always liked to smile and look me in the eye and tell me stories. I am not proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. But he still likes to teach me to play the flute and paint landscapes, but I feel bored and always like to peek at the book. When Huanhuan said this, his eyes lit up, and he finally became interested, and continued to speak, "My father came to see me copying that day, and the crooked lines finally angered me, and I didn't want to mention painting again. I have reached the end of the year, but no one has proposed marriage, and the official family values women's talents and virtues. I don't know anything, I just run to the Chunfeng Building with my brother all day long, listen to music and drink. My father was so disappointed that he picked up the inkstone on my desk and threw it on the ground, without saying a word, and left angrily. ”

Ling'er felt sad when she saw that Miss had said so many things about her master, if Miss was born like herself and didn't know the good of her father and mother, she wouldn't have had so much pain. Funny: "Miss was stingy at the time, the master just stepped out of the door, you cried loudly, I knelt outside at the time and could hear it." The young lady still loves to hold grudges, and she ignored the master for half a month. ”

"After my father died, I often recalled this picture, it was the only time in my father's life that he lost his temper with me, I only hated that I didn't understand the painstaking work of Meng's mother at that time, if I could understand, I wouldn't be angry with him, and he wouldn't allow me to touch his ink treasure because of pleasing me."

Seeing that Miss was starting to fall into the quagmire of self-blame again, Ling'er hurriedly hugged her, stroked her back, and comforted: "Don't blame Miss, don't blame Miss, Master won't blame you." ”

Huanhuan couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, his eyes were slightly astringent, and his nose was sour. Choked up and said: "Daddy, in the end, it was the slave who harmed you and your brother, the Lin Mansion, and the third prince..."