It's night. Dressed in a snow-white dress, Ya came to the guest room alone and knocked on my room' door. As soon as I opened the door, I smelled a faint fragrance of autumn pears. It's refreshing.

Seeing my absent-minded appearance, she smiled slightly, and that smile seemed to brighten the night sky: "Night boy, don't you invite the little 'girl' to come in and sit?" ”

"It's inconvenient." I pointed to the dark, somewhat eerie night color.

"There's nothing inconvenient, I'm a 'girl' child who is so generous to send it to the 'door'. As a man with a promising 'sex', Childe is so twisted and pinched. "She 'revealed' her displeasure, but her voice was like a pearl 'jade' touching, and she couldn't hear any anger.

"There are too many ambiguities in Mrs. Cai's words, so I don't understand them." I stood in the way of the 'door' and wouldn't give an inch. Just kidding, she doesn't want to be innocent, I still want it, not to mention that the things that are sent to the 'door' are generally not cheap. I don't say anything at night, and I haven't been narcissistic enough that I can be so handsome that I can 'fascination' severity.

"That's okay, don't you mind accompanying Shu Ya to the 'flower' garden?" It seems that she didn't mean to come in.

Without hesitation, I shook my head: "I'm sleepy."

But she didn't mind, and still smiled confidently: "Does Childe know how many people saw Shu Ya when she just came?" ”

"How could I possibly know." I had a headache and vaguely knew what she wanted to do.

"Guess."

"Can't guess."

"Actually, there are not many, there are only more than 20 in total." Her smile became even brighter: "To everyone, the little 'girl' is patient, careful, kind and careless, and accidentally reveals that it is the night boy who called Shu Ya to come." Do you guess if Shu Ya screamed now, would there be some interesting sight? ”

I laughed: "In fact, I have admired the scenery and 'color' of the 'flower' garden at night in Zhenguo Mansion for a long time, and it is not bad to go and see it." What's more, there are beautiful people to accompany you, and it's a fool who doesn't go. ”

Strangely, from the moment I saw myself, this 'woman' was constantly testing the limits of my patience. What exactly does she want to do?

Walking silently on the path of the 'flower' garden, I don't know how long I walked. It wasn't until the silver moon in the sky didn't know how many times she shyly hid in the clouds that Zhao Shuya suddenly said: "Didn't Gongzi tell Shu Ya the story of Wang Baochuan?" ”

"Isn't Mrs. Cai sleepy?" I didn't have the courage to ask rhetorically. Download

"There is the story of Childe, how can Shu Ya be sleepy. If Childe doesn't talk about it, then Shuya will tell Childe about it. Her soft voice came into her ears, and it was really comfortable. It would have been more perfect if she hadn't been so scheming, if she hadn't known she had some kind of purpose.

"Wang Baochuan is Shuya's predecessor, the famous archway of Yujiang Building. is also a miserable 'woman' who is used by the patriarchal society with a void aura to cover up her selfishness and despicability. After her, there was a faint trend in this dynasty, saying that 'women' should be like Wang Baochuan, maintain the same posture for eighteen years, and there will definitely be a day when hardships will come.

Hmph, maybe that's really the case.

Her ending is a traditional reunion, recognizing Xue Pinggui and his wife, and working with Princess Daizhan as a husband, which is simply a beautiful story for the ages. Unfortunately, she died eighteen days later, and she was not able to make this hypocritical happiness last longer.

And these eighteen days of glory and wealth are a shackle on his conscience for Xue Pinggui, if he still has a conscience. ”

She spoke in an indifferent tone, but her voice became deeper and deeper.

I smiled and said with the same feeling: "Many people say that Wang Baochuan broke free from some kind of cage, rebelled against parental authority, and pursued free love, which is both singing and crying. I don't think there is a need for songs, but crying is inevitable. How can you not cry, I thought I had found a lover, but I missed my life, that Xue Pinggui did become the climate, but it no longer belonged to her. She sacrificed herself, and in the end, what she got was just a dream. ”

Looking at the bleak night, my tone couldn't help but be low: "Her death should definitely not be a smile after her wish is fulfilled, but a sad departure from the personnel when she finds that the faith she holds on to is ridiculously shattered." After all, a 'female' person, how many eighteen years can wait. Maybe while she was waiting stupidly, the happiness that should belong to her quietly slipped away! ”

Her beautiful eyes froze on my face, and she seemed to have an unsolvable heart, and after a long time, she said softly: "Childe's opinion is really ingenious. The little 'girl' admires. I wonder if Childe is interested in hearing another story about waiting? It's not mine, but it's the experience of one of my good sisters? ”

I made a pose that I would like to talk about.

Zhao Shuya pulled her long soft hair with her hand: "It is said that Yegongzi is a hunter, so I should have heard that there are not only humans in this world." There are also demons, ghosts, and 'spirits'. And this friend of mine is a pear 'flower' and 'essence'. ”

The pear 'flower' tree grows in a yard. No one knows that under its green foliage lies a thousand years of age. For more than 1,000 years, it has 'pumped' branches and sprouted, producing season after season of snow-white 'flowers'. Slowly it began to feel and then to be able to think.

That very day, in the haze, it saw a young man. Needless to say, I just felt that man made me very comfortable. His appearance, everything about him, seems to be constantly stirring his ignorant heart.

He is the young master of this courtyard, from a wealthy family, with a rich family property and many talents. He loved to sit under his branches and play the piano, day after day, year after year. I don't know how long it was, but one day, he was gone, as if he had evaporated, and he never saw him again.

The pear 'flower' tree began to wait anxiously, it felt that every day of losing him was torment, and it could not hear his piano, and it was better to die than to live. Then it began to resent, why did God play with itself so much. Since you have made yourself conscious, since you have clearly felt a little happiness, why do you want to take everything away so quickly?

The cultivation of 'spirit' monsters depends very much on personal likes and dislikes. Its anger caused itself to bloom a tree of 'flowers', which were as black as ink and had a foul stench. The owner of the yard was horrified, believing it to be a precursor to calamity, and cut it down and burned it.

At that moment, it met the Immortal.

"The man you want to see is dead, he was thrown into the world three years ago." The Immortal asked him, "Do you really want to see him again, though?" ”

"I think, even if it's just a glance, I want to!" Pear 'Flower' and 'Fine' replied. "But the cost is so great that many people can't afford it." Hades said, "You have to give up your thousand-year practice. Can you? The pear 'flower' and 'essence' did not hesitate: "I can." ”