Who is that person?

It should be extraordinary to have the same high view as this female ghost, if it is not a cultivator, it is a ghost and a god.

I can't imagine that He Xuan is really a woman with good roots, and I now feel even more that she married Xu Yayun, which is really a tyrannical thing.

After the bamboo tube was re-packed, He Xuan sat in place and waited for a while, probably to see if the spirit object she guessed would respond to her.

I still didn't speak.

She sighed a little disappointed, then got up and walked to the place where the watercolor plate was placed, took the cinnabar paint again, and continued to paint on the screen.

Only this time, she couldn't put pen to paper, and faced the outline that had been sketched on the screen, as if she had no inspiration.

I couldn't go anywhere else, so I could only wait patiently, and my eyes couldn't help but glance at the portrait of Bai Ze on the table......

At this time, He Xuan talked to himself as if no one was around.

"I'm afraid it's too late to finish this screen. ”

She finally put down the pen, the tip of the pen tapped the silk surface, lacking the previous wanton fluency, her mind was confused, and it was difficult to concentrate, but she did not stop, little by little, she had to fill in the gaps between those lines, and the hand holding the pen seemed to become a painting machine with numb movements.

"My mother said that after getting married, I should no longer concentrate on painting, I should think more about my family, think about my husband, I know she is for my good, but if it is really for my good, why not let me choose a person I love?"

It turns out that she really doesn't love Xu Yayun......

With my left hand on my cheek, I leaned against the table and listened silently, becoming more and more curious about the couple.

He Xuan continued: "I know what people outside say about me, they compliment my paintings, but it's just for my father's face, they must think I'm a crazy person, mentally problematic, that's why they always lock themselves up at home to paint, in fact, none of them like my paintings, right?"

It was as if she was asking herself, as if she were asking about a spirit that didn't exist in the room.

"Only that person, he understands my drawing. When He Xuan said this, her tone quietly changed, as if there was an emotion she tried her best to hide, but it was quietly leaked in a tone that had lost its stability.

That person must be very important to Hexuan.

According to the bloody book I read in the underworld, usually this character should be a man, and he is Hexuan's sweetheart.

Where did he go?

I frowned again in bewilderment.

He Xuan made a few more strokes before stopping, I thought she was going to change the color, but after she put the porcelain plate back in place, she didn't pick up the paint and brush again.

At this moment, a cheerful lark-like voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"Miss, the wedding dress has been delivered!

It's Xiaoyuan, this girl came over in a hurry, and opened the door without waiting for He Xuan's consent, her round little face was full of excitement.

Isn't there still a month left before the wedding?

I followed He Xuan and got up, and as soon as I walked outside the door, I realized that something was wrong.

In the yard, the apricot blossoms that had bloomed just right had already withered away, leaving only the dense leaves of the tree, and several branches under the tree had also changed their new colors, and a few of the flower bones were clearly in full bloom when I entered the door.

Under the corridor, hung with red ribbons, the window of each room is also pasted with the big red happy word window flowers, the direction of the hall in the distance, the voice of the people is boiling, as if the guests are full, very lively.

A month, and that's it?

I looked around in disbelief, and suddenly caught a glimpse that He Xuan had followed Xiaoyuan away, so I quickly raised my foot and chased after him.

Luckily, I was able to enter Hexuan's room.

A room with very simple furnishings, not even any superfluous furnishings and decorations, stood a dignified and elegant beautiful woman with long hair neatly coiled behind her head, wearing a dark purple embroidered Chinese-style stand-up collar modified cheongsam, with a slender figure, judging from her appearance, it should be Hexuan's mother.

"Mother. ”

He Xuan entered the door and called softly.

The beautiful woman smiled and nodded, pulled He Xuan to the snow-white wedding dress hanging on the wall, and asked, "Do you like it?" This is your father's order from abroad, and he is worried that when you come back from studying abroad for a few years, you will not be able to look at the domestic wedding dress style. ”

The corners of Hexuan's mouth moved, as if he wanted to laugh, but the arc was very reluctant.

"Mother, you don't have to be so troublesome. ”

The beautiful woman smiled softly, "It's us when our daughter gets married."

The Sheng family's top priority, so what's the trouble or not, you, just be happy!"

After that, she pulled Sheng Hexuan to sit in front of the dressing table, pointed to the dazzling cosmetics and said: "According to your meaning, we didn't invite a makeup artist, you apply makeup yourself, don't be too light, otherwise when the lights are turned on on the stage, it will look bad for you." ”

Sheng Hexuan nodded, picked up a round box and was about to open it, and Xiao Yuan on the side exclaimed and took away the things in her hand.

"Ouch, my young lady, you should use this first!"

She came back stuffed with a long white tube.

Sheng Hexuan couldn't cry or laugh, "It's the same if you don't need it." ”

"It's different!" Xiao Yuan said with a serious face: "Miss today is the bride, the most beautiful woman at the wedding, of course, you have to dress up to amaze the audience!"

When he heard the three words of the bride, Sheng Hexuan was stunned again, and his eyes subconsciously looked at the wedding dress hanging on the wall from the makeup mirror.

The long trail extends all the way to the ground, dragging it very long, the smooth fabric looks very textured, the chest is dotted with some pearls, noble and atmospheric, and the long sleeves are embroidered with silver patterns, which sets off a few different kinds of delicateness.

To be honest, I like this wedding dress a lot, and even if I haven't put it on yet, I can imagine that it is very suitable for Sheng Hexuan's figure.

At the moment when I was distracted, Sheng Hexuan had already begun to 'paint' on her face, different from the way she painted on the screen, although she was just as serious when applying makeup, she was just numb to move, as if every step was just completing this thing.

On the side, Mrs. Sheng didn't notice anything unusual, she was still full of joy, and gently advised: "Go to the Xu family, teach your husband and children well, and strive to add a grandson to me and your father as soon as possible, although Xu Yayun is your father's subordinate, he has been promoted quickly in the past two years, and he is a down-to-earth and hard-working young man, your father and I are very relieved, you, just wait, he will get ahead sooner or later!"

That's right.

I nodded next to me, and in a few years, Xu Yayun will be really rich.

"Mother, I know it all. Sheng Hexuan replied calmly.

Mrs. Sheng nodded, and asked with some suspicion: "Hexuan, how have you been lately...... Are you still having those weird dreams?"