"Light spirit, what time is it, why is it so dark this day?"

Rubbing his head, Wen Xian'an got up gently, poured himself a cup of tea from the table, took a sip of tea from his somewhat dry lips, and asked softly.

"Back to Miss, I guess it's a moment, Miss is right, but it's going to rain on this day."

Wen Xian'an closed the window casually, turned around and walked to the door gently, leaning on the door frame, looking at the courtyard, the sky that was still clear just now changed his face in an instant, and the sun disappeared, hidden in the thick dark clouds.

The black clouds moved slowly, and the surroundings were pitch black, as if wrapped in a layer of black cloth, and the insects on the trees seemed to be silent, and disappeared, and the fish in the pond scrambled to jump out of the water, and it seemed that a heavy rain was coming.

Under the eaves, the cage was blown from side to side, the parrot fluttered its wings, its claws tightly hooked the iron rod, Wen Xian'an raised his feet and stepped over the threshold, took off the cage, and hung it elsewhere.

After a few days, the parrot's physique had grown a lot, and it had grown a lot of new feathers.

Tick......

The raindrops fell on the pond, splashing layers of waves, rippling a little bit, spreading and gathering in circles, and the water lilies in the pond put away the petals and hung their heads.

The rain gradually became heavier, and the ticking sound sounded particularly pleasant, and the breeze mixed with the raindrops blew up the steps and wet the eaves.

Wrapped in his sleeves, Wen Xian'an entered the house, the room was a little dim, and he lightly lit a few candles and put on the lampshade.

"Close the door and be clean."

Sitting in front of the bookcase, she casually flipped through a medical book and began to read carefully, Wen Xian'an was not happy, but she was reliving her life, in order to avoid repeating the mistakes of the past, she did seem more stable in a few words, and the important thing was that she didn't have that energy.

With a "click", the book in his hand slipped down and landed on a corner of the bookcase, Wen Xian'an bent down slightly, and in the dark corner, there was a basket woven with wooden strips, which was covered by a black handkerchief.

Picking up the book and putting it on the bookcase, Wen Xian'an wondered, she didn't remember when there was such a basket in this room, out of curiosity, she lifted the black cloth on the basket.

There are some needles and threads inside, and a pair of unfinished embroidered handkerchiefs, pick up the embroidered handkerchiefs in the basket, it is a pair of mandarin ducks that are only half embroidered, and their hands are carefully caressed, and the time is too long, she can't remember that she is also a woman.

She only remembered that in the last life, before the emperor gave her marriage, she hid in the house all day long, thinking about embroidering a complete pair of mandarin duck Xipa, but as soon as she entered the palace, her newlywed husband died violently that night, and her embroidered Xipa could not be sent out.

After being reborn, she forgot all these things.

Pinching the Xipa in his hand, he lost his mind, and he didn't even plan to enter the palace, so it was useless to keep this thing, half a ring, leaning Xipa on the candle in front of him, and the flames jumped, instantly devouring Xipa.

The light spirit on the side exclaimed, "Miss, you have been stabbing this for several days." ”

Wen Xian'an let go of his hand, watched the flames devour Xipa little by little, and gradually turned into a cloud of black dust, and said slowly: "It's okay, these things are useless anyway." ”

Tick-tock, light rain, dripping on the eaves, pond, the wind gently blows the window, from time to time whining, she is a little like rainy days, all the noisy sounds around it, all disappeared in the rain, people indulge in it, want to sleep with the sound of rain.

stretched his waist, his eyelids fought up and down, a trace of sleepiness surged up between his eyebrows, he couldn't read a single word in the book, the lights jumped, Wen Xian'an supported his forehead with one hand, and gradually closed his eyes.

The sky gradually turned white, Wen Xian'an turned over, and almost fell under the bed, and the fear she realized afterwards made her wake up instantly, supported her waist with one hand, and sat up from the bed.

Last night was the first good night's sleep she'd had in a long time.

Lift the curtain, get up from the bed, and walk slowly to the door. When I opened the door of the room, a breath of fresh air came to my face, and it was still drizzling outside, and the leaves had washed away the dust and turned green.

The begonia flowers that fell to the ground, the branches were bare, and the wind was slight, and the begonia flowers broke away from the rhizomes, danced with the wind, fluttered gently in the air, and then slowly fell to the ground.

Wen Xian'an leaned on the door frame, looking at the scenery outside the door, until a cold touch came from the center of her feet, she looked down gently, and found that a pair of white little feet looked a little cramped, but she was also confused, and she didn't wear any shoes and socks.

Wen Xian'an smiled softly, shook his head secretly, and entered the room.

Changed into a green shirt dress, with tassels hanging at the skirt, and a blue tunic with purple fine lines outlining the pattern, running through the cuffs, and a white jade belt tied around the waist, wearing pink pearls on it.

Half of the hair was tied up high, tied in a round bun, fixed with two phoenix hairpins, and embellished with a golden pearl strand, and the rest of the hair was braided into two small braids, which gently hung down on both shoulders, looking playful and cute.

There is a pair of sky-blue agate on both sides of the ear, a little powder, the girl's delicate face, a little more charm, Wen Xian'an sat in front of the mirror, touched her face and probed, the amazing color in her eyes was difficult to hide, thanks to her mother's beautiful face, and a handsome father.

She couldn't go out with this face, it was too ostentatious, thinking about it, she took out a white gauze scarf and put it on her face, and that beautiful face was instantly hidden behind the veil.

Since leaving Ruyi Hall, there has been no news to Ansheng and Chunxi, although there is no success in apprenticeship, but her life is still there, as for the result of success and failure, it naturally doesn't matter.

According to her thoughts, this opportunity abounds, and it is important to grasp it, but if this life is gone, even if this opportunity is in front of her, she can't hold it.

"Qingling, let's go to Ruyi Hall and see Chunxi and Ansheng."

Standing at the steps, looking at the drizzling rain, he cleared his throat and said slowly.

Responding lightly, he took a paper umbrella from behind the door, covered Wen Xian'an's head, and the two went out of the yard, after the baptism of the rain, the flowers in the yard fell one after another, and the surrounding roads were full of petals visible to the naked eye.

A familiar figure appeared in Wen Xian'an's field of vision, Wen Xian'an's figure was stunned, not far away, a peach-pink shirt, followed by a maid, just dressed like this, from the back, you know that it is Wen Xiaoxiao and her maid Xiaocui.

However, Wen Xiaoxiao walked in a hurry, but she didn't notice Wen Xian'an behind her.