"Wanwan."

A cry suddenly came from the ear, breaking the calm of the afternoon and the girl's contemplation.

The Qinhuai River, rippling blue waves, all kinds of beautiful painting boats, quietly moored on the bank of the river.

Carved pillars of the beast, slightly warped pavilions. Lattice windows, embossed balustrades. The materials used in each of the boats are exquisite, and the exterior is exquisite.

The banks of the Qinhuai River in the afternoon are a little quiet, but in a few hours, it will be a different scene.

At nightfall, the painting boats moored in the Qinhuai River will be unwilling to be lonely. On the painting boats, the lights are flickering, the bewildering fragrance is overflowing, and the sound of glamour is everywhere. In an instant, everyone will be immersed in it, so that they will forget all the troubles of the day.

Among them, there is a painting boat, but it is different and particularly dazzling.

It is slightly larger, gilded all over, with a purple-pink veil that gently blows in the wind. In the sunlight, it glows with a dazzling golden light.

Moreover, at the highest place in the front eaves of this painting boat, there is a phoenix carved from golden silk nan wood, which is vivid, as if it is about to fly.

This boat is the boat of Fengqi Pavilion, it is famous in Jinling City, and it is unique on the banks of the Qinhuai River.

This boat was built and moored behind the Qinhuai River, but it rarely served guests. Because there are only a handful of people who are qualified to board this painting boat in Jinling City.

To this day, there are still countless pretentious talents in Jinling City, who want to board the boat, but are turned away.

Cause? But it's very simple. Because this painting boat is owned by Fengqi Pavilion, the three words Fengqi Pavilion represent the beauty of the group.

At this time, there was a graceful girl sitting on the beauty's lean, contemplating her eyebrows. In her hand, clenched tightly, a silver shining metal object.

A pair of jet-black hair, curled hair at the top, in a flying shape, combed with a flying fairy bun. Her hands are like soft wattles, and her skin is like clotted fat. On the face like a flower and the moon, a pair of eyes are clear and bright, as bright as stars.

Although he is still young, he is already a country and a city.

She also has a very beautiful name, Li Wanwan.

When she heard someone calling for her, she came back to her senses and looked up. I saw that a woman dressed in pink and looking like a country was standing on the bank of the river at the moment, waving to her gently.

"Aunt Peony."

When the girl saw the visitor, she called out to her kindly. She was originally frowning, but a smile instantly bloomed on her face.

A smile and a smile, a smile and a hundred charms.

"Wanwan, what are you doing here?"

Peony, who had boarded the boat, sat down beside her, looked at the silver metal object in her hand, and asked softly.

"Didn't do anything."

Wanwan shook her head slightly. Her little hand gripped the object tightly again, as if she was afraid it would fly away.

"Hey."

"Are you thinking about your father and mother again?"

Peony stretched out her hand and gently brushed Wanwan's hair, her eyes full of love.

"Aunt Peony."

"I ......"

The corners of Wanwan's eyes gradually moistened, in front of her relatives, she always couldn't help it, and would behave very vulnerable, although she herself knew that she should be stronger.

"Hey."

"Cry if you want to, don't hold it in your heart."

Peony said softly to her. This child, her life is really too bitter.

"Aunt Peony, do you know?"

"At this time, the East Lake at the foot of the Qingzhou Palace wall will be full of lotus flowers, which is very beautiful."

"My father and mother once took me to enjoy the lotus, and the family sat on a small wooden boat, floating in a sea of flowers."

"My mother will make me some delicious desserts, because I am more greedy."

"Father, he would stand on the bow of the boat and sing, although I didn't understand the song he sang, but the tune was very good."

"But since that winter night, I have never been able to eat the desserts that my mother made for me, nor have I heard my father's singing."

From the corners of Wanwan's eyes, tears slipped down one by one, staining the placket of her clothes.

"Hey."

"Wanwan."

"My poor child."

Looking at Wanwan with tears like rain, Peony was extremely distressed.

This little girl has been living in Qifeng Pavilion for the past two years. All the sisters treat her as their own daughter and sister.

That man, he once gave all their sisters a home, a home that could shelter from the wind and rain, and was extremely warm.

Although he is no longer there, he is still the obsession of the sisters in their hearts. Wanwan was the only bloodline he left, and the sisters transferred all their kindness to him to Wanwan.

Their home is also Wanwan's home.

They taught her poetry and songs, taught her piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, Wanwan is also extremely smart, and she is very proficient in everything. At a young age, he already has the potential to surpass his sisters.

"Wanwan, don't be too sad."

"Your father and mother, they don't want to see you so sad."

"They will want you to be happy and grow up carefree."

Peony looked at Wanwan with pity and comforted her. She didn't want to, and she couldn't bear to see Wanwan's sad appearance either.

"Aunt Peony."

"Still haven't found out, who did it?"

Wanwan asked with tears in the corners of her eyes as she turned to Peony. Although the tone was very flat, it was extremely piercing, and in the depths of her eyes, there was a cold glow.

"Nope."

Peony shook her head lightly, not looking at Wanwan's eyes, she was very self-reproachful in her heart.

"The clue was broken from Yanyu Building, and the owner of the building, Jiang Xiao, only confessed one piece of information before he died."

"He was commissioned by a man in a silver mask, and he was paid a lot of money, so he sent someone to intercept you halfway."

"He hadn't seen the man's face, and he didn't know who he was. The fire in the Dingguo Mansion has nothing to do with him. ”

"Daqi has also been investigating this matter, but until now, there are no clues."

Two years have passed, and there is still not a single clue. The sisters of Fengqi Pavilion were all very remorseful, they felt sorry for that man, and they were also sorry for the young Wanwan.

"Can't find it?"

At a young age, she is a little helpless, she can't do anything now.

"Wanwan."

"You don't need to think about that."

"We'll leave this matter to look into, okay?"

"All you have to do now is grow up happily, and you don't have to worry about anything else."

"Believe us, we will definitely give your father and mother, as well as you, a satisfactory explanation."

"Promise Auntie, okay?"

Peony persuaded Wanwan that at her age, it was not a good thing to want to find the murderer and take revenge. They hope that Wanwan can grow up lively and happy.

"Okay."

"Thank you aunts."

Wanwan nodded obediently. In the past two years, all the aunts have cared about her and loved her, and she has remembered them deeply. When she grows up, she will definitely repay them well.

"Silly girl."

"Don't think about it, let's go, go back with my aunt."

Peony gently took Wanwan's hand and led her off the painting boat.

As night fell, Fengqi Pavilion began to liven up. The lights are bright, and the sound of heaven reverberates.

There is no other green building like the miasma, wind and snow, only piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs.

The people who come and go are all elegant people who have read poetry and books. Come here to drink a glass of wine and listen to a famous song, but it is very comfortable.

"Aunt Lian."

"I want to practice martial arts."

In Lianxin's room, Wanwan said to her with a firm face.

"Wanwan."

"Aunt Lian doesn't want you to practice martial arts, it's not that she's afraid that you will suffer, it's just that ......"

"Hey."

"That's it."

"Aunt Lian promised you."

Lian Xin nodded helplessly, she couldn't refuse any request Wanwan made. The real reason why she didn't want to cultivate martial arts Wanwan in her heart was that she was afraid that she would be blinded by hatred and embark on the road of killing and blood.

Killing, it is enough to have these sisters, and Wanwan does not need to bear it.

"Go and rest, you will get up at mid-morrow, and wait for me in the garden."

"Okay."

It was late at night, and the top floor of Fengqi Pavilion, looking out of the window from here, could see that the Qinhuai River was still dotted with stars.

"Father, mother."

"Wanwan has grown up."

Looking into the distance, she muttered to herself with a slight smile on her face.

Stretching out her little jade hand, she gently closed the window, the smile on her face also dispersed, and her face began to gradually become cold.

It was the height of summer, but the room was getting quieter and colder.

There was a flash of murder, wanting to break out of the window and confuse the world.

Turning around, she was no longer her.