There was another door outside the door, and Chu Tian followed them through two doors. Turn the hallway, and at the end of the corridor is a fence with a view of the street.

Chu leaned behind them for a moment, and saw that there were two guards guarding the steps with the appearance of five big and three thick, and the two doors that had just come out were also locked. Chu Tian took two steps to the edge of the corridor and looked down.

Downstairs seems to be a gallery, displaying many pavilion paintings, which should be Lou Wangning's gallery.

Chu Tian didn't stay long, and walked a few steps briskly to Lou Wangning and Tongqiu's side.

Hitomi Qiu used great strength to shake off Lou Wangning's hand holding her, and she seemed to be disgusted with the person in front of her in every pore of her body.

Chu Tian looked at her, only distressed.

What can such a girl do, pull out a sword and stab him? There is no sword.

Even if she had a sword, she wouldn't know martial arts. With no power to restrain the chicken, he couldn't hurt Lou Wangning at all.

What else can be done, there are no words, there is no escape.

She is like a canary that has no other in the world, but no one can see her gorgeous feathers.

All his life, he was trapped in a cage.

The only person who has admired and admired her has now forgotten about her and turned his attention to others.

Chu Tian sighed, no matter what the woman in front of her did, she wanted to forgive her.

Even after seeing many lives and deaths and living for thousands of years, Chu Ming still wants to sigh, fate can treat one person so unfairly.

Chu Tian followed Tongqiu's gaze and looked at Yan Hong in the distance.

In the sound of blowing and beating, a festive sedan chair seemed to be full of happiness, hugging the crowd forward.

The handsome young man rode a horse in front of the sedan chair, his figure was dashing, and he moved forward firmly.

Chu Qian recognized this back, it was him, Lou Wangjin.

Hitomi Qiu stared closely at the festive street, biting her lip and not moving.

She didn't have much expression, just tears falling down her cheeks. is like the grievances of the day when Master Lou's body was found, and it seems that the mountains and rivers and wastelands can't be calmed.

But this is not the grievance of that day, it is different from the unhappiness of that day. Chu Tian saw a smile on Hitomi's lips. It's a smile.

That smile is not a sarcasm, it is not a madness, it is a fulfillment.

It seems that she knows that this life is different, and it will be like this.

And because the person in the wedding dress is the only light in her world, so no matter what, he will shine, shine, and deserve in her world.

She lowered her eyes, stopped looking, let the tears remain, turned back, and walked into the room. Chu Tian knew what she was going to do.

She will go back to paint, live freely in the world of the scroll, love and hate.

Chu Qian followed her back to the house, letting Lou Wangning shout and curse behind her. Then Lou Wangning slammed the door and locked the double door again.

Hitomi Qiu ignored everything, just returned to the table, picked up his pen, stroke by stroke, the book was colorful, and the painting was poignant.

Chu tilted and looked at Tongqiu, wanting to see more of this woman, how beautiful. Quiet as an orchid, elegant as red sandalwood. All the injustices were thrown at her like a night that would never light up, with all the strength that wanted to break her bones.

But she lit a lamp in her heart that would never go out, wearing the stars and the moon, and writing the Milky Way.

Hitomi wiped the tears from her face with her sleeve, she should have expected this day a long time ago. So a stroke hooked the corners of the smiling lips of the woman upstairs in the scroll.