Ruan Jiaqing was stunned, she didn't come back to her senses for a long time, and looked at the woman in the painting blankly, she felt a little familiar when she saw this scene. Ever since she entered the Village of Bliss, she had always felt like a dream.

Patriarch Qiu was stunned when he saw Ruan Jiaqing standing with Ah Niu, and hurriedly walked over and said to Ruan Jiaqing: "Miss Weiwei, please do not hesitate to tell me if you have anything, don't be polite." ”

Ruan Jiaqing came back to his senses and immediately said with a smile: "Patriarch Qiu, can I go in and participate in the ancestral shrine in the village by myself?" ”

Patriarch Qiu immediately replied, "Of course, you can do it." ”

The Yue family has grace in the entire Jile Village, and the first worshipper of the ancestral shrine in the village is the ancestor of the Yue family, so he has no reason to stop Ruan Jiaqing from visiting. And if she were to stop her, she wouldn't have been able to set foot in here.

She wants to see that she can, but those who come with her are not qualified.

Because the six patriarchs of Bliss Village did have a strange respect for themselves, which made Ruan Jiaqing even more curious about his ancestors,

Therefore, she really wanted to go to the ancestral shrine to have a look. I always felt that there must be some secret hidden there.

Ah Niu led Ruan Jiaqing to continue walking, and every brick and tile here showed traces of antiquity.

A relatively spacious pond in the courtyard, after years of carving, four circles of weeping willows are rows, bluestone paved paths, the scenery is pleasant and chic. At this time, a few lotus flowers are blooming, and the faint fragrance wafts in, refreshing people's hearts.

The whole yard is very clean and fresh, and it can be seen that there are often people cleaning it. There are a lot of green plants planted in the yard, as well as a few big trees, it is estimated that a few people can hug them, and it is no exaggeration to say that the trees should be hundreds of years old.

There are countless tablets enshrined in the house, and the placement of the tablets is based on status, and the more people who contribute to the family, the more valuable the status of those who are ranked first, and some juniors are ranked behind.

As soon as Ruan Jiaqing stepped here, he always felt that strange feeling came to his face again.

Strangely, that sense of familiarity hit me again. What the hell is going on?

"How can there be a portrait here?" Gaze at the past.

In the next second, Ruan Jiaqing's face changed slightly.

The woman in this portrait seems to have come to life, her eyes are moving, and her beautiful eyes are looking at herself with affection.

"Don't look her in the eye." A hand suddenly covered Ruan Jiaqing's eyes, and a familiar voice sounded from behind him.

In the next second, Ruan Jiaqing's back was already in that familiar embrace.

Xiao Yu?

By the way, he was quietly behind her, and this time he took advantage of the fact that no one was following her.

Ruan Jiaqing suddenly broke Xiao Yu's hand, looked back at him in surprise, and then looked around to make sure that there was no one, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiao Yu didn't explain why he appeared here, just looked up at the portrait of Qiang Shang, and said lightly: "The person who painted this picture is a real master, if you keep staring at her eyes, you will fall into her hypnosis." ”

Hypnosis?

Ruan Jiaqing looked back again, and the feeling of eye waves just now was gone.

"No wonder the people of Elysium Village are so respectful to you, it seems that it is because of this painting." Xiao Yu lowered his head, his fingers gently picked up Ruan Jiaqing's chin, and said thoughtfully: "Probably you and Yue Lianwei are the descendants who look the most like the ancestors of the Yue family in the past few hundred years." ”

"Don't make a fuss, be careful of being seen." Ruan Jiaqing angrily reached out and slapped Xiao Yu's fingers away, and lowered his voice.

Xiao Yu smiled proudly: "It's okay, I've seen it, there's no one around, you can do anything here"

After saying that, a pair of hands wrapped his arms around her slender waist, hugged her fiercely in his arms, put his head against her little head, and greedily inhaled the breath from her hair.

"This woman, more than 500 years ago, when it was a time of war, because she promised to marry a powerful prince at that time, in exchange for the safety of the five nations." Ruan Jiaqing explained in a low voice: "She is Miss Yue Family, the ancestor of the Yue Family now. ”

"Sure enough, it's a beauty." Xiao Yu laughed: "But in my eyes, you are the most beautiful, since ancient times, heroes have been sad to pass the beauty pass, and I have also been eaten to death by you." ”

Ruan Jiaqing's confession of being caught by a man turned slightly red, thinking of her sister Yue Lianwei, who is also a woman like a genius, she is the most suitable heir of the Yue family, but unfortunately, she is famous.

In the portrait, this is the woman of her ancestors, dressed in red, looking forward to the brilliance, slanting at the world. At first glance, he is a brave and arrogant lord, and only such an unruly person can make the prince who fights the world on horseback fall in love with him, right?

"I think you're more like your ancestor, General Yue, than Yue Lianwei." Xiao Yu said very seriously.

Because Ruan Jiaqing's temperament has a heroic spirit of its own, and Yue Lianwei is relatively tender, and there is no such arrogance.

Ruan Jiaqing smiled and said, "I, how can I compare with General Yue, and I can't compare with my sister." ”

"Isn't your firmness, strength, bravery, and kindness also a beautiful temperament?" Xiao Yu smiled lightly, her slender fingers brushed Ruan Jiaqing's sideburns, and when she saw Ruan Jiaqing's blank little eyes, her eyes softened a lot, and she lowered her head and gently kissed Ruan Jiaqing's forehead: "Don't be presumptuous, you are no worse than them." ”

Ruan Jiaqing smiled lightly.

"Let's go inside, let's go in and have a look." Ruan Jiaqing pulled Xiao Yu's people, and the two of them walked to the depths of the ancestral hall together.

I saw that there was still a portrait of General Moon hanging here, which was exactly the same as the two in front.

"This?" Ruan Jiaqing was a little surprised, and couldn't figure it out.

"If I'm not mistaken, these three paintings are actually one painting." Xiao Yu thought for a moment and said.

"A painting?" Ruan Jiaqing was even more puzzled, and heard it in a fog.

"Experienced masters must be able to penetrate the back of the paper when painting, and the material of the drawing paper used is also very good, and it is thicker. When the painting is finished, it is dried, and the painting can be peeled off into two pieces in a special process, and now I see three paintings, which shows that this person has done a good job of painting......"

"I see." Ruan Jiaqing had been listening silently, and for some reason, when she looked at the portrait on the wall, a trace of grief flashed in her heart.

The pain is so obvious.

Helpless, helpless.

Tears fell without warning.

At that moment, Ruan Jiaqing suddenly seemed to be in a painting, she heard someone outside calling her name, it seemed to be Xiao Yu's voice, but this voice was getting weaker and weaker, and she slowly couldn't hear it.

Worst! This girl was hypnotized by the person in the painting.

A hint of worry flashed across Xiao Yu's face.

Ruan Jiaqing fell asleep directly in his arms, and in her dream, she dreamed of what General Yue had experienced in her life, that General Yue, whose name was Yue Xijun.

Yue Xijun, as a talented person who can write and martial arts, has led troops to kill the enemy since she was fifteen years old, and she can be described as a heroine.

She fell in love with her subordinate, who was her lieutenant Zhai Yichen, and they went on the field together to kill the enemy and fight side by side. But at that time, there was a prince who was in power but took a fancy to her and threatened her with Zhai Yichen's life.

The prince and Zhai Yichen made a five-year covenant, if after five years, Zhai Yichen can calm the war, then he can marry his beloved woman.

After that, he led his troops to kill all sides. Five years later, Zhai Yichen finally returned with his troops, and he already had a territory of his own, and he wanted to take back his beloved.

How do you know, Yue Xijun has already died......

In that year, foreign enemies invaded, and in order to protect the village where she lived at the time, she did not hesitate to marry the prince, and the prince agreed to protect the village.

This village is now known as Blissful Village.

Now the heirs of the Yue family are the descendants of Yue Xijun and the prince.

Later, Yue Xijun died of depression and passed away in Bliss Village. Before she died, she had only one request, if Zhai Yichen came back to him, she hoped that after he died, he could be buried with her.

By her side, in her heart, there has always been a pure land for him.

And the prince regretted it and went crazy later. And Zhai Yichen committed suicide because he knew that Yue Xijun was waiting for him......

Xiao Yu looked at the girl in his arms, not only dreaming, but also crying, crying very sadly, with tears hanging on her long eyelashes

Xiao Yu lowered his head and kissed Ruan Jiaqing's forehead gently, but the corners of his narrow eyes were sharply provoked, and he looked at the painting hanging on the west wall provocatively.

Yue Xijun!

In this world, is there really such a mysterious thing? It's a little weird that a painting can hypnotize a person.

After more than an hour, the two of them woke up together......

Ruan Jiaqing's cheeks were stained with tears, shining with a different luster in the sun.

Xiao Yu's fingers flicked Ruan Jiaqing's cheeks, and the eyelashes were distinct, as fine and delicate as a fan.

It turned out that when his girl cried and fell asleep, she was so weak......

Different from Xiao Yu's quiet and peaceful, Ruan Jiaqing dreamed in a dream of the woman who had lived a life wantonly on the battlefield, with a spear and was invincible.

At that moment, it was as if she was her.

lived in that era full of blood as her.

Xiao Yu felt the person in his arms move, and quickly looked down.

Ruan Jiaqing slowly opened her eyes, but she cried even more.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Yu wiped away the tears for Ruan Jiaqing in distress: "Why are you still crying??" ”

"Xiao Yu, I dreamed of her. In the dream, I am Yue Xijun, and I have lived her life. I finally knew why she was guarding Elysium, because the man she loved was from Elysium. Ruan Jiaqing couldn't cry herself: "They are guarding each other, that man is guarding her, and she is guarding Bliss Village." ”

Yue Xijun, she has been fighting horses all her life and has won the love of two men.

One died for her, the other wounded for her.

Of the three of them, none of them were winners, and all of them lost.

Xiao Yu glanced back at the portrait hanging on the wall, in fact, he had also fallen asleep. What he dreamed of was the life of that Zhai Yichen......

Ruan Jiaqing cried in Xiao Yu's arms, crying, and gradually fell asleep.

Xiao Yu couldn't help laughing when he saw Ruan Jiaqing holding his waist and still being able to fall asleep.

He looked at her calm and beautiful face after being familiar and said, "Mo Fei, we were a couple in the last life......

After falling asleep, Ruan Jiaqing soon woke up again, she felt like she had a long dream, she told Xiao Yu some details of the dream, how did she expect, she just said the first sentence, Xiao Yu could say the second sentence......

"Xiao Yu, how do you know?" Ruan Jiaqing asked in surprise.

"Because I'm also in a dream, I don't worry about you, so I'll go up and have a look." Xiao Yu stared at Ruan Jiaqing affectionately.

Ruan Jiaqing's mouth opened as if he could stuff an egg, and replied, "Then you...... Are you Zhai Yichen? ”

Xiao Yu nodded.

Both of them were silent, and they did not speak for a long time. In their hearts, there seems to be a mystery that cannot be solved.