"Childe, Childe!" I saw that Guanglan had already selected the rouge gouache, which was prepared for his wife for backup.

"Guanglan, let's go!" The eyes of the Allure City are fleeting.

After leaving, the old lady breathed a sigh of relief.

Running this Thousand Pavilions can be regarded as spending half of her life savings!

If someone finds fault, then how can she still mix in the huge and small city.

Think about it, the thing that Miss Ye entrusted to her was not to tell others the secret behind the clothes.

When Miss Ye was a red-clothed actress in Wuzhuang before, she asked someone to inquire about the news of "Ye Feng Stop", only to know that the relics of "Ye Feng Stop" clothes and swords were all accepted by Mo Yan Youkun.

When she died, the news spread throughout the city and the fairyland.

In order to avenge her, Mo Yan did not hesitate to turn his face with Wuzhuang.

Afterwards, he also ordered the people of Moyuan Pavilion to lurk in the north and south of the river, in order to find out the murderer who plotted to kill Ye Fengzhu.

But...... In the end, there was no whereabouts.

One day, Miss Ye saw that a small girl planned to throw the clothes of "Ye Feng" out of the Wuzhuang gate, and instigated someone to burn them.

It is said that this is an extremely unlucky filth that will bring bad luck to the people of Wuzhuang, including those from the outside.

She-Ye Feng stopped, what was called a magical thing in the past, I see, she is an out-and-out villain who uses the side door.

From the conversation between the little guy and a beggar who was about to collect his clothes outside the door, she learned that this little guy's former relative Bai Choqi was fighting with her in the water field of the Pomegranate Blossom Creek.

She still clearly remembered that the past seemed to be vivid, and in the Vermilion Bird Array, she used the magic sword technique, which was the so-called blinding method in the sword domain.

……

"Miss Ye, you're just in time." Aunt Wang said.

In the Thousand Clothes Pavilion, the wind is clear.

"What's the matter, Lady Wang?" Ye Feng stopped and asked.

"Someone came looking for it in the afternoon...... No, it seems that someone who knows you asks about the origin of these clothes in the pavilion. ”

"Who?" Ye Fengzhu asked again.

"I don't know very well, he is followed by a maid, tall and thin, whose name seems to be called Guanglan when I heard it."

Ye Feng's eyes widened and he looked at the place where the clothes were placed on the clothes pole in the pavilion in amazement.

I can't help but think of a picture of Guanglan and ...... His picture, as well as bits and pieces of the past.

Don't...... It's him?

Ye Fengzhu suspected that it was pouring water, but it was completely impossible, since he had already seen her yesterday, he naturally knew about her whereabouts and whereabouts, so he would definitely not ask about the origin of these clothes.

People who can ask about the origin of these clothes must have dealt with "Ye Fengzhu", and it seems that they don't know the news that she is still alive.

Then this person is only Alluring City.

And he is still followed by the girl Guanglan, so it must be him.

It's been a year, is he okay?

I heard that the people in the Tilting Mansion said that the Tilting City actually quarreled with his parents for the news of the woman's death that "Ye Feng stopped", and then made a trick of running away from home.

No, a year flies by, and I came back with a sword.

At that time, the whole of the Tilting Mansion concealed the news that Ye Fengzhi had died, in order not to let Dump Shui Ran know, for fear that he would recall something.

Moreover...... At that time, Shui Ran couldn't remember anything at all, as if he had suddenly been spelled, and lost all memories of Ye Feng's person.

Little by little, it was erased from my mind.

Ye Feng felt guilty when he thought of these cruel things he had done to him in the past.

Unconsciously, my heart was suddenly pinched with pain.

She sorted out one after another of the clothes in the Thousand Clothes Pavilion, and it was already night at this time.

Staring at the starlight outside the window, his hands were unconsciously absorbed by something mysterious, and he couldn't move.

"It seems...... These clothes can't be stored here. Ye Feng sighed and said, she should make some new products again!

Lying on the couch, she didn't feel a loneliness like snow, like a large piece of silver light sprinkled on the skylight, and she couldn't breathe.

The next day, the city came over, and the clothes were not seen again. The shadow of the purple butterfly clothes quietly disappeared without a trace.

The princess in charge of the Qianyi Pavilion deliberately said: "Childe, I'm afraid you remember wrong!"

"When you came yesterday, I'm afraid I didn't see the so-called things in your mouth!"

Wang Po stretched out her fat and short arms, and pointed to the rows of dazzling splendid ornaments, none of which were the clothes that came out of his mouth, none of them.

Allure seems to have been fooled. Huaxiu Chinese

Did you really hallucinate?

Seeing that Allure City didn't leave for a long time, Wang Po couldn't urge him to leave quickly-because Miss Ye was coming back soon.

She couldn't let the two of them bump into each other, in case something happened and made a mess of Qianyi Pavilion, it was not appropriate.

Ye Fengzhu came back from mining some ore from the back mountain, which was a mineral material specially developed for special pigments.

And by the way, I brought some exotic flowers and plants - a bamboo basket on my back and on my shoulders.

She has always liked to delve into the art of pharmacy.

When I was in Cuiping Pavilion before, I was so messy, so messy, and I was very busy, but fortunately I was not caught by Master Jiannanxia. But he was seen by others, and then made a small report to Master Jian Nanxia, if he was an ordinary person, he would definitely teach this beloved apprentice a lesson, at least he thought about it, but Master Jian Nanxia didn't seem to care about her very much and didn't care - as if this incident had never happened to her, and he didn't see it.

Her master, Master Jian Nanxia.

She was the master she once respected the most.

It was also the master who had disappointed her the most, when she fell into a desperate situation, he did not lend any helping hand, turned a blind eye to her as usual, and was so relieved of her that he did not worry at all.

Ye Feng stopped leaning down, and stopped at a stone that fell from the cliff slope, and the flowers that bloomed from the cracks in the stone were very gorgeous, reflecting the sunlight and the wind, and a black shadow was emitted on the soil, which was very quiet.

"Ahh

It is strange that the flowers, which have always bloomed extremely beautifully, do not have a fragrant fragrance.

Maybe it'...... If you don't want to attract too much attention, open in this extremely remote place, so as to avoid attracting bees and butterflies!

At this time, Ye Feng stopped wearing a light purple and blue robe, which was the first time she wore it on a sea boat.

The clothes that this guy wore when he first met with Dumping Water.

In order to prevent being burned by the scorching sun, Ye Feng stopped wearing a hat that fell straight down like a white waterfall.

The white gauze flicked lightly, blowing up the face hidden under the light purple veil at this time, and a pair of apricot eyes smiled, charming and frightened.

In her life, she only asks for love from one person, and it is enough to concentrate on the same!

She's figured it out and figured out a lot of things. It's not the most perfect, it's the most complete.

Nothing can be done in a good direction, and all that can be done is what we have now.

Although, even if it's a drop, as long as there is such a drop, it can change into a thousand different colors.

If she agrees to fulfill her promise, whether she is a concubine or a lover, she is willing and willing.

Because, thinking about it, the soul is not kept.

She is still single-minded - only thinking of one person, that person is pouring water, pouring the second son.

Mo Yan, and what about Mo Yan?

She will bury a past at the bottom of her heart, when he was kind to her in the fairyland, she was not without a ripple in her heart, at that time in the Longyu Pavilion, the warmth he gave her, she was not without falling......

All this is just because now, she still can't give up this too deep obsession with Dump Shui Ran, since she can't go back, she can't go back to the pure relationship with Mo Yan before, and she can't go back to the green time when she first met Dump Shui Ran, so she can only grasp the present.

If he continues to love her, he will not be easily defeated by one of her lies.

Now, all she has to do is wait a long time.

There are two months left, which is the day when everyone in the two dream cities of the Tilting Mansion and the Gongsun Mansion will get married.

When the time comes, he will remember the promise he made before!

Perhaps, in his opinion, a blank piece of paper, written by him, may be just a condition, a contract, and she wants to use this condition in exchange for this meager love.

In the future, she agreed, and it was a dead end that could not be turned back.

She could only be a concubine forever! And Gongsun Yangliu is the wife.

Ye Feng couldn't help but think about a lot of things along the way, his head was really swollen, so he simply didn't think about it so much, abandoned all distracting thoughts, and grasped the moment.

She had dealt with a dyeing workshop before, and before she entered Wuzhuang to become a servant, she worked in this dyeing workshop when her stomach was not full.

Red fuel, blue fuel, yellow fuel, cylinder by cylinder, like a cloud of smoke, bright and dazzling.

No, she mined a lot of different ores, as well as exotic flowers and plants, in order to give the owner of the dyeing shop a touch of inspiration and develop some more diverse colors.

Seeing that these things were empty and no one was doing them, Ye Feng stopped and acted on her own, her strength was amazing, and these tasks were naturally not a problem.

Put the hat, curtain, and back basket in the shallow and shady corner, she rolled up her sleeves, and worked hard, and if she did a good job, the boss naturally couldn't treat herself.

In the past, whenever she did more work and finished the rest of the work that others had not done, the owner of the dyeing workshop would give her an extra sum of money after witnessing the scene.

In fact, she has been saving money and preparing to start her own business, even if it is a small rouge gouache shop!

The watery face penetrated the dyed cloth that fell like a waterfall, floating back and forth, but some people were ashamed of the sand birds and laughing at people.

Ye Feng stopped noticing the movement, but still pretended not to know, lowered his head and soaked the white cloth into the vat, and the slender jade-like wrist was already branded with a layer of red smoke, burning people's eyes.

The faint white clouds are reflected in the small world in the tank.