The early sun rises in the east, and the clouds are colored with colors, like a phoenix soaring with wings.

Liu Piaoyi came to the backyard of Qinghui Garden to water the flowers, and liked to be quiet alone. The backyard is filled with fragrant flower trees, as well as ancient plane trees, with green leaves and pink flowers

Beautiful picture.

What is the point of this man's life being dust, and coveting pleasures?

Liu Piaoyi always wants to do something, but watching the flowers and watering the flowers is what she likes the most, and she likes to be among the flowers.

Looking at the flowers in the garden, she was suddenly stunned, she remembered that Jian Xiu had told her, "You like flowers, then I will plant flowers in the house in the future." ”

Only then did Liu Piaoyi realize that there were indeed more flowers and plants in his Qinghui Garden than in other places in the house. When there were so many flowers and plants, she felt as if she had lived in it before she realized that she hadn't even paid attention to it before.

She only felt at this time that he had already had an intention, maybe he knew very early on that one day, she would live in this Qinghui Garden, didn't she?

Liu Piaoyi put down the golden watering can, she raised her head and looked at the blue sky, the clear blue sky was vast. It's a good day.

With such good weather, where has he been, he should still be on his way to Yunnan.

At this moment, a cold voice sounded behind her, "Cousin." ”

Liu Piaoyi turned around and looked at the person like a watery autumn pupil. The woman in front of her was dressed in a blue Luo skirt, her figure was thin and thin, and the woman lowered her eyes and bowed to her slightly. When the woman raised her eyes to look at her, Liu Piaoyi saw clearly who the person who called her just now.

Who else could call her "cousin".

I haven't seen her for a few years, and it has indeed changed a lot, and Liu Piaoyi almost couldn't recognize her uncle's daughter Gu Yingyun.

Yes, Liu Piaoyi reacted at this time, she got married, and her aunt sent an invitation to her uncle's family. On the wedding day, there was too much chaos, and she didn't notice her uncle and her uncle's family at all.

Liu Piaoyi had little contact with this uncle's family when she was alive, not to mention that she was Zhu Lianshuang at this time, and she had no image or affection for this cousin.

Gu Yingyun's "cousin" made this woman not feel much good, but she just knew the identity of this person.

"Gu Yingyun." Liu Piaoyi looked at her indifferently and called out her name.

Gu Yingyun blessed again, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was shallow: "My cousin recognized Yingyun, Yingyun didn't come to see my cousin in person yesterday, and I came to congratulate you in person today." ”

"You're welcome." Liu Piaoyi said lightly again.

There is not much family affection, so there is not much to say. In addition, she was in a bad mood, Liu Piaoyi was too lazy to pay attention to her, and said casually, "Yingyun, please feel free, I'm going back to the house." ”

The faint smile on Gu Yingyun's face suddenly dimmed, and she felt that Liu Piaoyi deliberately snubbed her and ignored her.

This time when she came to the Prime Minister's Mansion, Gu Yingyun and her father just wanted to get closer to the relationship between relatives, and for this reason she came to see Liu Piaoyi so enthusiastically, but she didn't expect Liu Piaoyi to give her a cold face.

Liu Piaoyi's ignorance once again deepened Gu Yingyun's despicability in thinking of her identity, and made her lonely and sad at this time.

Although he is related to the eldest lady Gu, after all, he is still separated from the Prime Minister's mansion, and in the early years, the Gu family did not help Gu Yingyun's father with anything. The identity of Gu Yingyun's family is just a lowly subordinate in the prime minister of such a wealthy family.

Knowing that she made her look down on her, Gu Yingyun turned around sadly and left Qinghui Garden.

But Liu Piao's memory is not what she thinks at all.

The light yarn fluttered, and the curling sandalwood surrounded the room, adding a layer of dark clouds to Liu Piao's heart. She remembered that she had met Xingruchen last night, but why did she wake up early in the morning and be on the bed in her new room.

Did he send him back to his room, but why can't he remember? She really couldn't remember anything that had happened since she met him last night.

Liu Piao's face was like white paper, and she had to find Xingruchen to ask.

Looking at herself in the mirror, her eyebrows in the mirror are like Yuandai, her starry eyes are bright, her lips are like Dan, her skin is like clotted fat, her face is like white jade, and her hands are like soft wattles. Between the halls, the smile is smiling, and the eyes are beautiful.

She took a deep breath and got up to put on her fox fur.

In the Xiangfu, the flowers and famous trees surround a large pavilion, and under the eaves of the cabinet building of a relatively quiet garden, Xingruchen is boiling medicine for Wanxiu.

In the Prime Minister's Mansion, he still has to remember his identity and treat Miss Wan Xiu's injuries. Of course, we must not slack off, so as not to make people suspicious.

When Xing Ruchen saw the shadow coming, he was confused again, such an unearthly beauty should only exist in the sky, but there was such a bright one in front of him.

Beauty is a good thing, you don't need a soldier to get everything you want, and you can control the life and death of others.

He could have made her his man last night, but in the end he relented and he let her go. Because he didn't want her to be sad and sad in the future.

Hehe, Xing Ruchen laughed in his heart, laughing at himself and being soft-hearted.

A faint scent hit, and he looked up to see a light blue figure. Liu Piao's skin is better than snow, and her lips are like the beauty rendered by three thousand peach blossoms, which makes people emotional at a glance. Her face was covered with frost, but it was a little more charming. There is no dust in the elegant, no gaudy in the coquettish, and there is no such fairy woman in the red dust.

Met her gaze, Xingruchen smiled. But his suspicious hesitation just now made Liu Piaoyi aware of it, and she looked at him and said lightly, "Sir, has something on your mind?" But Wan Xiu's injuries are serious? ”

"No, Miss Wan Xiu's injury will definitely be healed, Miss Liu doesn't have to worry." Xingruchen smiled warmly and replied to her lightly.

Xing Ruchen looked at such a beautiful and delicate beauty, but he was indifferent.

"You're looking for me?" He asked, but apparently he knew why she had come.

Wondering about last night.

Standing in front of him like this, Liu Piaoyi stared at him and asked, "After Mr. gave me medicine last night, I didn't feel it, and I want to know what's going on?" Her smile tickled.

Xingruchen's eyebrows had a faint smile, "Taking that medicine will make people want to sleep, and Miss Liu just fell asleep after taking it." ”

Liu Piaoyi's expression was gloomy, and he asked seriously, "You sent me back to the room?" ”

Xingruchen smiled warmly at the corner of her mouth, and her eyes didn't dare to fall on her, giving people a shy expression, "Yes, Miss Liu will send you back to Qinghui Garden after falling asleep in a daze." ”

He answered her honestly, so that she could feel that he was not malicious.

Liu Piaoyi didn't have any smile on his face, and confirmed again, "That's all?" ”

"Yes." Xingruchen replied to her again with a sincere face.

Looking at Miss Liu's suspicious look, Xing Ruchen pretended to be puzzled and said, "What else does Miss Liu think?" ”

Liu Piaoyi immediately came back to his senses, and smiled busily, "Oh, no, it's nothing, you're busy." ”

That's it, she was relieved. Fortunately, no one found out, otherwise, her fourth young grandmother of the Prime Minister's Mansion slept in a Langzhong room in the middle of the night, which would really be misleading for people to see.

Watching the woman leave, Xing Ruchen had a playful look on her face.

Under the breeze, the corners of his clothes flew, his face darkened, and he turned his eyes to look at the potion that had been boiled, it was time to serve it to Wan Xiu.

However, the corners of Xing Ruchen's mouth pulled out a weird smile again.

This medicine can heal Wan Xiu's injury, but it will not be immediately cured.

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Under the sky, it was gloomy and windy. A woman was tied to a bare tree pole in the middle of the mountain. The woman's face was pale, her spirit was haggard, her head was lowered, and she was in a trance.

Suddenly, I saw a torch flying in the air, and the torch fell on the dead wood around the woman, and the fire ignited instantly.

The raging fire, following the wind, hula, soon covered the woman in it.

On the top of the mountain, a black shadow floated up. The black cloak fluttered lightly in the wind, and the man looked at the woman who was burned by the fire with an indifferent expression behind his back, without a trace of sympathy in his eyes.

Not far away, on the mountain, two figures, one large and one small, ran down quickly.

Xu ran too quickly, and if he was not careful, the child fell. But the child still called out to the middle-aged man next to him in a panic and panic, "Father, go and save my sister, go quickly, leave me alone." ”

The middle-aged man stopped and wanted to pick him up, but the child urged: "Father, go quickly, leave me alone, don't be in a hurry if it's too late!" ”

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said, "Yan'er, take care of yourself and save your sister for your father." ”

As he spoke, the middle-aged man was like a gust of wind

Running quickly towards the blazing fire.

However, the weather was dry and the fire soon became ferocious.

In the midst of the rage, the woman was roasted to the point that her throat and eyes were burning

Dry, I can't even make a sound. When the middle-aged man was in a panic in front of the fire, but he couldn't put out the fire, he looked at his father's nervous vomiting blood, and the woman cried hoarsely, "Daddy, go back quickly, don't worry about Qing'er, Daddy, leave ...... quickly"

No one came to help, only until the woman couldn't shout, the father vomited blood and died, and the little boy knelt on the ground and screamed, and a man dressed in black suddenly appeared.

The man looked at this sad and heart-wrenching scene with a disdainful expression, and asked the little boy, "Do you want revenge?" ”

The little boy replied to the man with a firm look, "Yes!" ”

"What's your name?" The man in black asked the little boy.

"Luo Yan."

"Follow me in the future, I will teach you martial arts, and you can take revenge."

The boy's heart suddenly warmed, and a glimmer of hope burst out in his gloomy eyes.

Luo Yan ...... Luo Yan ......

Liu Piaoyi woke up from the bed, the name had been in her dreams just now.

Seeing that she was just dreaming, she relieved herself, got up from the bed, and approached the window, where it was silent, and it was late at night.

She didn't understand why she suddenly dreamed of the story that Luo Yan had told her, the dream was so real, and it felt different from when Luo Yan told this story.

In her dreams, she looked directly at everything like a pair of eyes in the sky, and saw everything really. The girl's despair, the father's panic, the boy's grief. Everything is so miserable in my eyes.

The dream made her feel sad, she knew that the story that Luo Yan had told her must be the truth, it was Brother Ayan's experience, but he didn't say yes back then, and she pretended to just listen to it as a story.

She knew that Luo Yan had a sad experience, but since then she wanted to be by his side to make him happy in the future, but......

Thinking of Luo Yan, Liu Piao's memory silently shed tears.

When I dream of him tonight, is he thinking about himself under the spring?

The night was silent, she couldn't sleep anymore, put on a fox fur and pushed the door to blow the wind. The wind was biting, as if the temperature had dropped again.

Standing in the courtyard, she felt like she had forgotten who she was all these days.

She is not Liu Piaomei, she is Zhu Lianshuang, how can she forget.

Of course, it must not be forgotten!