As soon as the carriage entered the city of songs, Yun Niang hummed a little song happily, and on that pink little face, she finally had the innocence of a child.

Floating has come here, is already familiar with the road, driving a carriage, taking us straight to the Jinghong Pavilion.

This Jinghong Pavilion is like the highest pavilion in the song city, towering into the clouds, from a distance, it looks like a mirage, unreal.

Before the carriage stopped, Yun Niang jumped directly from the carriage, which startled me.

"Huh? Yun Niang, what are you anxious about? Float was also taken aback, and hurriedly pulled the reins.

The carriage stopped, and Ming Beilin helped me out of the carriage.

"Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang! ”

Yun Niang was already patting on the door of Jinghong Pavilion, but after a long time, there was no movement inside.

"Mother! Mother! Yun'er is back! Mother! Yun Niang shouted loudly.

It's just that inside the gate, there is still no response.

With a slight twist of one hand, the heavy wooden door opened.

Yun Niang immediately ran in, and we followed behind Yun Niang.

This entrance is a front yard full of green bamboo, which is elegant and noble, which is in stark contrast to the white corridor.

Yun Niang ran towards the corridor on the right, and we followed, but this one front yard was huge, and the corridor was even more winding.

We walked briskly for about half an hour, during which there were several forks in the road, and Yun Niang took them, so we were able to get to the inner courtyard of Jinghong Pavilion very smoothly.

On the arch of the inner courtyard, the word "Jingyuan" is written, and after Yun Niang entered, she called her A-Niang again.

In the inner courtyard here, there is a bay of rippling blue waves, pavilions and water pavilions, which are beautiful.

"Oh, this Pavilion is big and elegant enough." Floater let out an exclamation.

And I, looking at this huge inner courtyard, have an indescribable bleakness, emptiness, and even in the wind, it seems that the word loneliness is written.

"Auntie!" Yun Niang stepped on the gravel-paved path and walked towards an independent cinnabar-colored, biwa zhuyong house on the edge of the water pavilion, which was very eye-catching.

Yun Niang ran to the door of the house and raised her hand to knock on the door.

This time, there was finally a sound, and the wooden door slowly opened, and immediately after, I saw Bai Geran.

Today, she is wearing a light cyan robe, and her long black hair is scattered all over her body, which contrasts sharply with her snow-white skin, making her look more and more fair and moving.

I glanced at it from afar, and I realized that I couldn't take my eyes off it.

Floating beside me, I couldn't seem to walk even more in a daze.

"Wow? Is there such a gorgeous woman in the world? Fuyou was dumbfounded, and couldn't help muttering something in his mouth.

Ming Beilin led me and walked towards their mother and daughter.

This white song dye, today, without powder, although it is still extraordinary, but look, there is a trace of sickness, as if the body is not safe.

"Why did you send Yun'er back? Didn't you and I talk about it before? Bai Geran looked at Beilin, the look in his eyes was calm, with a touch of sadness.

"You still have a young girl, a girl, a living pile, give up." Beilin lowered his eyes and glanced at Yun Niang. 97 Chinese

Beilin's face is cold and arrogant, but his heart is actually warm.

Yun Niang was snuggling up to Bai Ge's skirt at the moment, her little hands were tightly grasping Bai Ge's Luo clothes, as if she was afraid that her aunt would disappear again.

"Stop? Kun God, when did you become so kind? Bai Geran listened, but his face sank, and his willow eyebrows were raised high, and he didn't agree with what Beilin said.

"Floating, you can take Yun Niang to play for a while." I looked at the float.

Floating came back to his senses, coughed slightly, and then looked at Yun Niang.

"Yun Niang, let's go, let them talk to your aunt." Fuyou said and stretched out his hand towards Yun Niang.

Yun Niang held on to Bai Ge and didn't want to leave.

"Yun'er, go." Bai Geran stretched out his hand and gently stroked the top of Yun Niang's hair.

Yun Niang raised her head, looked at Bai Geran, and said very seriously: "Mother, don't leave me, Yun'er has grown up, and everything can be shared with you." ”

"Hmm." Bai Geran only responded perfunctorily, and then stretched out his hand and gently pushed Yun Niang.

Yun Niang saw Bai Geran's face gloomy, in order not to anger her aunt, she could only obediently follow the floating.

Floating with Yun Niang, just play on the edge of the water pavilion.

Bai Geran welcomed me and Beilin into her room together.

In her house, there is a whole wall, all hung with pipa, different colors and sizes, and under the windowsill in the house, there is also a guqin.

On the side of the guqin, there is a chessboard.

Presumably, this Bai Ge Ran is also a talented girl who is good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

She motioned for me and Beilin to sit down, and then made us tea, and when she flicked her sleeves to make tea, her face was a little gloomy.

"After drinking this tea, you can take Yun'er back." Bai Geran pushed the brewed tea in front of me and Beilin respectively.

"Go back? Where to go? This is her home. I looked at Bai Geran and said.

"I also have my troubles, you need a living pile, I do this living pile, I just ask you to adopt my daughter as an adopted daughter, treat her well, you and I take what we need, it is the best!" Bai Geran said indifferently.

I looked at Bai Geran, her attitude was extremely tough, and it seemed that she had made up her mind to be a living pile.

"White girl, my husband, although she needs to be a demon to make a living pile, Yun'er is young, yesterday, after you left, she cried for a long time, she can't live without her mother at her age." I said, and looked at Bai Geran again: "Yun'er can't bear you, if you have any troubles, it's better to say it, if we can help, we will definitely help you." ”

Bai Geran listened, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a faint wry smile.

"But in this matter, there is still room for turnaround, do you think I will give up my only daughter?" In Bai Geran's words, there is helplessness and determination, and we can't shake her decision.

"But?" I looked down at the cup of tea, not knowing what to say.

"Yun'er has always been clever, and although she is young, she is extremely stable and will not cause you trouble." Bai Ge Ran mistakenly thought that I couldn't tolerate Yun Niang.

"Miss Bai, I also like Yun Niang very much, but she has a biological mother, I can't be her mother, and I'm not qualified to be her mother, and Yun Niang herself won't want to." As I spoke, I picked up the cup and took a sip, it was so bitter.

Bai Geran was silent for a long time when he heard me say this.

"When I was young, because I didn't have a mother, I liked it very much, and I was close to my aunts, although some aunts were good to me, but my heart was always empty, as if I was missing a corner, and the position of my mother was irreplaceable." I looked at Bai Geran and said sincerely: "Bai girl, no matter what, you still take care of Yun Niang yourself." ”