She euphemistically inquired about the name of the man who had lost her mother and trampled her dignity on the soles of her feet, and in the past few decades, the impoverished scholar married Zaisuke's daughter and had two children. His official position has been promoted by another level, and he is now a scholar, just as he hoped, and he has achieved success.

Because he was afraid that his mother would tell him what had happened, he scolded her when he first recognized her, if she died, the world would be peaceful, and even if she didn't die, she would be trapped on the island of Elysium, and he waited for the woman to be destroyed by the decay of reality, as if he could bury his ignorant and ignorant past many years ago.

And this past suddenly appeared, which was more than anything enough to make him sleepless and frightened.

She handed him the jade pendant that her mother had always treasured, and she was sure that the person would not be able to bear it anyway when he saw it. He is the biological father of Qichuan, and this person does not know that his young love and madness were finally born to a woman who destroyed his hope, she hates her biological father for being so cowardly and cruel, but she was born with his share of the cruelty to his mother, he killed his mother's hope, and the mother died because of Qichuan, they are all executioners, and their hands carry a heavy burden of sins to be repaid.

She knew she was going to hell, but even so, she had to drag this man, both of them were the ones she owed her, the closest and most trusted people her blood was thicker than water.

The only reason for her existence in the world is to fulfill her mother's wishes. There is what Mother said about the future, what she has worked so hard to hold onto.

The maid who groomed her on the side opened the sandalwood box and took out a red coral earring, but the other one could not be found, this pair of earrings worth thousands of gold was specially sent to her by the owner of the island to let her bring it to amaze everyone today, he still wants to use the most beautiful jewelry to reflect the flowers he treasures to the most extreme perfection, so as to raise her value higher.

It's about to be the moment when she is about to appear on the stage, the little maids are crying anxiously, and Aunt Chengbi, who is not worried about her coming with her, is also anxious, but Qichuan calmly pasted Huadian, painted oblique red, and seemed to think of something when he dotted the lipstick, and wrote lightly: "Aunt Chengbi, I seem to remember that when I tried to take it a few days ago, it seemed to fall on my Hanxiang Pavilion, Xiaoyu, Xiaotao, you should go with your aunt to find it now." ”

"But ......" The maids on the side were still a little hesitant, and the dancers who took the lead in opening on the side had already retreated for the most part, her red lotus reflecting the moon was used as the finale, and it would take a moment and a half to go back and forth between Hanxiang Pavilion and the Bliss Palace, thinking that there would be time in the future, Aunt Chengbi immediately decided, and a few people hurriedly went.

The moment Aunt Chengbi went out, she seemed to hear Qi Chuan say thank you softly. She was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Qi Chuan, who was wiping off the excess lip grease, and her face was not shocked. The color of red made the child's face glorious and beautiful. She looked more like her mother with a steady look. She suddenly had the illusion that she might never see this child again, and she was only in a trance for a moment, and then hurried away again.

The man with the medicinal fragrance on his sleeves, she called and begged Lang Zhong for help in her heart, he walked out of her dream, and slowly appeared in the air, such a look seemed to be more suitable for his identity, but he was indeed not an ordinary Lang Zhong, because he was lifeless, although his face was exquisite, but it was more like being depicted by someone one by one, even the eyebrows and beards were distinct, she was not surprised, she knew that he was by no means human, but she felt that he was no matter what he was, or a monster, As long as she can fulfill her wishes, she can pay any price for it.

Huang Mo saw the Qi Chuan who was dressed in a red flame costume, and stepped on the high platform step by step, she smiled faintly, without half a minute of hesitation. The still water in her eyes made Huang Mo forget that she was just a girl in her prime, she was in the splendid years of Shaoyan's childish teeth, but she stopped at this moment forever.

Huang Mo was powerless and unbearable.

And at the end of the end, it was true that the memory that Huang Mo saw was so general, the girl fell into the sea of clouds in the Oiran Contest, and her biological father really appeared in the Palace of Bliss, because this day was the most important occasion in several years, so countless dignitaries and nobles were invited, and even the island owner, who rarely appeared in the past, also appeared on the high platform, the car was like water, the skirt was like a cloud, and the crowd was crowded.

She turned herself into a flame as she wished, and her bare ankles stepped on the center of the stage paved with warm jade, the jade belt Qiluo, inlaid with pearlescent jade, soft silkworm ice, flowers, jade dew, she spun from the flames, her every step gave birth to a blooming red lotus, gold and jade walls, bright moon curtains, all the causes and effects of her mother's pain were burned.

She heard the roars and moans of men and women, as if they were terrible ghosts from the underworld, she was not afraid of death, the so-called Elysium Island was nothing but a hell on earth that gave birth to the two charms, and before she took the stage, the poor people who had been buried their youth and freedom with her mother and her had already stepped down, and she was the finale, she was the one who had always been regarded as the plaything in the palm of her hand, and she wanted to spread her wings at this moment, as her mother had hoped, and embark on the path she really set on.

Lang Zhong stretched out his palm, and a tear fell into her palm.

Gratitude and joy flowed into his chest, with a hint of complex feelings, as if trying his best to convey the last emotions that his master wanted to confide.

Lang Zhong closed his palms, and his abyss-like eyes slowly opened.

"It's time to go."

The cherry blossoms are scattered in the wind, and the delicate smell of herbs blooms with the wind like a white lotus, with a refreshing fragrance, permeating all the red dust he has experienced. The flames swept over, Lang Zhong stood in front of her and stretched out his hand to her, her price was to become the container that Lang Zhong needed, he spread out his palm, and a white flame jumped on the palm of his hand, like a heart, vigorous and powerful.

Lang Zhong seems to cherish this flame very much, his indifferent face is cautious and careful at the moment, for fear that this white flame will be extinguished, he is so cautious and cautious, his eyes are shining, at this moment he seems to be a little angry, not like a delicately made puppet.

Lang Zhong pulled out countless silks from her soul, turning her soul into a light floating like a huge web, Lang Zhong took out a few slender silver needles with rat tail hooks from the wooden box, and his hand was extremely dexterous in the air to twist those undetectable silk like spider silk into white threads visible to the naked eye, like butterflies flying up and down.