Now she is more and more determined to leave Cangchun, Jilin as soon as possible, and they can't afford the consequences. Baidu search literature network, more good free reading.

She and Yuanshou can't afford it.

"Don't you want to give Yuanshou a home?"

Yi Jin smiled bitterly at the bright moon in the sky, sighed, and turned around and walked slowly along the corridor aimlessly.

Walking not far, gradually smell the fragrance on the face, the corridor turns, the eyes suddenly open up, and the endless lake water is displayed in front of you.

The weeping willows are on the shore, the green leaves are in the sky, the lotus flowers in the lake are accompanied by the long willow causeway far away in the thick of the night, from a distance, the moonlight is hazy and fluttering like a light veil, like a quiet and charming dream.

Since she entered the Qing Dynasty, this phantom dream has been bursting, but none of it is a sweet dream.

The nine-curved corridor in the water is delicate and tortuous, and the Ningcui Pavilion in the center of the lake is meanderingly connected, and there is a green gauze lantern hanging every few steps in front of the corridor, and the light color blends into the dark waves of the clear water, and it is quiet and gentle on the shore. Baidu search literature network, more good free reading.

Song Yas, who was in the corner, had a lot of doubts when he saw the king of the county leaving.

Seeing the conversation between the two, she is familiar with the king of the county, and she seems to have a good relationship with the thirteenth master. I wondered who this woman was.

Yijin walked alone into the lake.

Late night on all sides is silent, the summer breeze is drunk, through the branches and leaves to caress the face, the blue lotus, or there are buds to be released, or there is the wind to show the face, Ling Bo is still in the water, and it is about to be graceful.

She took a few steps down the steps of the Ning Cui Pavilion in the fragrance of the branches and leaves, sat on the waterfront and looked at the moon shadow in a daze, stretched out her hand, the moon shadow flickered on her fingertips, and the ripples broke into pieces of golden light, swinging towards the center of the lake.

The water swayed, and the mood seemed to rise and fall with the dark waves, and there was nowhere to focus.

Isn't it too selfish, Yuanshou will blame me.

"Life and fortune are different, but seek to stand tall in the world"

"Mother, where did you say you were going" Yuan Shou saw Yi Jin packing things before he got up.

"The boy has ambitions in all directions, and the mother wants to wait for Yuan'er to go to a new place." She smiled and packed her salute.

He dressed Yuanshou again and explained a few words.

"Mother takes you to breakfast, Mother goes to see a person and comes right away." The injury of the thirteenth master was originally caused by her, and she should be responsible for it, and it should have a beginning and an end.

"Has my mother lost her sights?" asked Yuan'er.

"Yuan'er, he's not your father. One day, if there is a fate, what if the mother sends Yuan'er to his father. He's your uncle. Yuan'er will no longer be able to recognize his father in the future. ”

Yuan'er nodded, thinking about it with her little head, as if she had figured out something: "If Yuan'er recognizes his father indiscriminately, he will definitely beat Yuan'er's ass after being known by his father." ”

Yijin smiled and touched Yuan'er's head.

Crossing the white jade arch bridge, turning out of the depths of the willow shade along the lake, the shore is a water pavilion, and the flat eaves are not very gorgeous.

But the pavilion is connected to half of the blue water, the eyes are wide, the lotus flowers in the lake are not as continuous as when you look at night, every branch and leaf are graceful, dotted with the summer sky.

Stepping into the water pavilion, the sandalwood corridor hangs with a cyan veil, and the breeze is together, and the light patterns wander among the lotus fragrances, carrying the freshness of the lake water.

The Thirteenth Master leaned against the sandalwood corridor, and put his hand thoughtfully on the Yijin bandaged juan cloth.

Because I was so engrossed, I didn't pay attention to the Yijin who came in.

Yi Jin stepped forward and saluted: "I've seen the Thirteenth Master." ”

Looking back, the thirteenth master was like a child who had been caught, and smiled in place, and the hand on the juan cloth was at a loss for a while.

"You, what's coming.".

"The Folk Girl"