Ah Lian, the name sounds gentle.

No wonder this courtyard is called the Lotus House, it seems that it is not because of the lotus flower in the pond in the middle of the courtyard, but because the owner of this place was called Ah Lian before.

"No, I'm the queen mother of Beihai, my name is Nan Angui, not Ah Lian as you say."

The excitement just now was once again annihilated by the loss, the old woman shook her head helplessly, and said in his tone: "But the two of you are really very similar." ”

At this time, a little maid behind her came over and helped the old woman and said softly.

"Mother-in-law, you must have read it wrong, if Miss Ah Lian was still alive, she wouldn't be so young."

She looked at Nan Angui again, saluted, and said in a low voice: "The slave maid will take the mother to see this house." ”

Nan Angui looked around, and felt that this place was very clean, it seems that these maids are also diligent and have never been lazy.

"Xiaoru, you go and Yu Zhi and take all the things in the car to the house."

Xiao Ru turned around and left after hearing the order, and Nan Angui kept following the old woman just now, looking carefully, this old woman looked a little demented, almost old.

"Mother-in-law, is Miss Ah Lian the person you are talking about the previous owner of this place?"

"Yes, Miss Ah Lian has lived here for six years, and you and Miss Ah Lian look very similar."

The old woman smiled at the mention of this old man, and when she laughed, the folds on her face gathered together, and Nan Angui also smiled lightly.

"I see!"

"If Niangniang doesn't believe it, the old woman still has a portrait of Miss Ah Lian back then, so I'll show you it."

So saying, the old woman went to the side room, looked for a while, and took out a scroll.

Nan An Gui took it and carefully opened the paper that was already a little yellowed on it. Sure enough, there was a picture of a woman in a pink satin dress holding a small child, standing quietly beside the lotus pond, and the lotus flowers in the pond lost their color between the smiles.

Nan Anzhuo looked at the whole person closely, and sure enough, this woman was a little similar to her, especially when she smiled, she was almost the same as Nan Anzhuo.

"Mother, you're talking

And what? ”

After moving things, Xiao Ru saw the queen and the old woman talking about something here, so she also came over curiously.

She looked at the woman in the painting, her eyes widened suddenly, and then she looked at Nan Angui again in disbelief.

Nan Angui smiled and returned the painting to the old woman, and then asked.

"Do you feel like that?"

"Yes, if you don't look closely, you'll mistake you for the little fairy in the painting, but the child in the woman's hand should be her daughter."

Nan An nodded as if she was nothing, and suddenly she always felt that there was something echoing in her mind, but she couldn't see it really.

After all, she crossed over back then, what did the owner of this body do before? I have some memories, but I don't fully understand them.

Maybe there are some unclear memories, even the original owner doesn't remember.

"Xiaoru seems to be a little tired, I want to go back to my room and have a good rest, you can eat by yourself when you have dinner, you don't have to call me, come to me tomorrow if you have something."

Because the palace is indeed a little far away from here, the wounds on her body are somewhat more serious due to the rush on the road, and she must lie down and rest for the night to adjust her condition.

Xiaoru could also understand, so she nodded and carefully helped Niangniang back to the room.

There are also books and guqin in this room, and it seems that Ah Lian is still an elegant woman.

After Xiaoru walked out, Nan Angui did not rush to bed, but walked around the room only to find a painting on the wall behind the screen.

The painting depicts a man and a woman standing by the pond admiring the lotus flowers, and although the woman's head turns to the lotus, her eyes fall on the man's body, which is very affectionate.

That man is also handsome and chic, with handsome facial features and deep eyes that are very unique.

"I really envy their happiness."

Nan Angui muttered softly, then shook his head with a wry smile, and slowly lay down on the bed, closing his eyes.

Half-asleep and half-awake, I heard the wind blowing outside, and there seemed to be a faint cry.

This cry was mixed with great grievances and sadness, although the voice was very low, but it was so real when it reached Nan Angui's ears

Nan'an Rose

Nan Angui frowned, sat up, put on a coat, and listened to the cry and slowly walked outside.

I don't know what time it is at this time, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse in the sky, the breeze is blowing, and it is slightly cool.

Although the inside of the Lotus Mansion is very quiet, the crying continues.

Nan Angui was not a timid person, and he already knew some martial arts, although he had some injuries on his body, he was not in the way, so he came to the backyard with a cry.

In the backyard is the lotus pond, which is in late summer, and the lotus flowers are in full bloom, and the green leaves are even more beautiful.

Nan Angui frowned slightly, and stood there listening carefully to the cry, as if it came from the middle of the lotus pond.

Although Nan Angui knows some martial arts, he is really poor in light skills, and he can't jump directly into the middle of the lotus pond with a little bit of water, so he has to stand by and listen.

A woman's voice came from the lotus pond at night, which was poignant and moving, making people feel sad and sad.

"Daughter, where are you? I miss you so much for my mother! ”

"Ahh Husband, why don't you believe me! ”

The cry of this whole night seemed to reverberate the whole lotus house, sometimes in the lotus pond, and then in the garden in the backyard.

Every time Nan Angui was about to approach this voice, this voice suddenly appeared in another place, so she kept walking around the yard, looking for the direction of the sound.

Unconsciously, the sky was slightly bright, and Nan Angui was sitting in the gazebo at this time, but he couldn't hear any sound.

"Niangniang, why did you come to the yard early in the morning?"

Xiao Ru looked panicked, and hurriedly ran over and saw Nan An Gui sitting in the pavilion in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking?

"Xiaoru, did you hear your daughter's cry again last night?"

"It's not wow, I slept soundly last night, I didn't hear anything, and when I woke up in the morning, I went to look for you and didn't see you, so I came out in a hurry."

She didn't hear anything...

Although the cry was faint, it was not to say that it was not heard at all, and Xiaoru has always been very clever, if there was a voice, she would have woken up a long time ago.