Inside the pavilion.

First floor.

Xiao Ling just stepped into the threshold, and his eyes were bright red, and then he looked at it, only to see a thick red fluffy carpet on the floor, and a rosewood table and chair in the middle of the pavilion.

On the left and right, there are seven or eight rows of bookshelves, the shelves are almost three meters high, and they are full of books, and there is not even a single extra space.

The second floor also has books, so won't there be as many as here? This thought made Xiao Ling secretly smack his tongue, "It's really a large library."

"That's a lot of books!" Xiao Ling sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"There's a second floor, as much as here." Lei Xin accosted with a smile.

Xiao Ling paced around in front of the bookshelf, and finally asked with a blank face, "Excuse me!" My two good sisters, where are the books about the history of the Qiyun Continent in that row? ”

"Well, on the first row in front of the left, on the third floor, on the fifth level."

After Lei Xiang finished speaking, he also walked straight to the designated position where the books were placed.

Xiao Ling hurriedly walked over, picked up the book and looked at it, and sure enough, it was really a thick 'Qiyun Continent Tongjian', and raised his hand to Lei Xiang to make a gesture of your cow: "Amazing!" ”

Lei Xiang humbly bowed her head and replied, "Miss Ling has won the prize." ”

"Lei Xiang's brain melon seeds are very good, and he is very reliable when he remembers things, and he almost never forgets it." Lei Xin touted on the side again, proud as if she was boasting about herself.

"Well, you have to be proud to have such a sister." Xiao Ling pinched Lei Xin's rosy cheeks again.

"Miss Ling, if the slave's face is pinched like this by you again, it is estimated that it will soon become a big pie face." Lei Xin rubbed her smiling face, and said to Xiao Ling coquettishly and complainingly.

Looking at her delicate expression, Xiao Ling blinked her beautiful eyes and smiled: "Haha! What should I do if I'm addicted to pinching? Anyway, the hardest thing to change is getting used to it. ”

I took the book and flipped through it, and it was all a historical record that told the importance of the Qiyun Continent since ancient times, so you can check it out and fill yourself with some ink by the way.

"Is there tea on the top floor of the pavilion?" Xiao Ling stretched out his hand and pointed upstairs.

"Oh, no, the slave maid needs to go to the dining room and bring fruit and snacks by the way." Lei Xin replied immediately, and didn't care about pinching her face just now.

Then he looked at Lei Xiang again: "You come with me, I can't take so much alone." After speaking, he looked at Xiao Ling with a smile: "Ling girl, you go up to the top floor to enjoy the beautiful scenery first, and the slaves and maids will come back later." ”

Without waiting for Xiao Ling to reply, she quickly took Lei Xiang's hand and ran out, disappearing as soon as she slipped away.

"Running so fast!" Looking at the empty doorway, Xiao Ling pursed his lips.

Holding the book and turning around and walking in the direction of the staircase, when he stepped on the first step, Xiao Ling suddenly paused, looked up and looked straight up curiously, only to see that the whole ladder was a spiral-like structure, looking up from a distance, the wooden escalator was still glowing with a faint purple shimmer.

Xiao Ling lowered his head again and looked at the escalator seriously, it turned out that there were orchid patterns engraved on it, and the flowers were painted with a layer of purple paint.

This Jun Yichen seems to have a 'soft spot' for orchids, and even he has a faint orchid fragrance, but, to tell you the truth, it really smells good, it is the smell she likes.

Xiao Ling leisurely stepped on the wooden ladder and walked up unhurriedly.

When she reached the second floor, she took a look into the pavilion, and it was full of bookshelves, placed in exactly the same position as downstairs, and there was no deviation at all.

Xiao Ling didn't stay for too long and continued to walk up, and walked up to the sixth floor in one breath, which made her breathe slightly, stopped, and looked curiously into the pavilion on the sixth floor again, only to see that there were all kinds of ink paintings hanging around it.

She took a closer look and painted peony flowers, lotus flowers, plum blossoms, bamboo, rockeries and so on...

From the third to the sixth floors, calligraphy scrolls and ink paintings are hung.

Jun Yichen's ink paintings are super good for her, who is not a good person, and when she looks at it, she can also see a kind of charm that their painters usually say.

Suddenly, Xiao Ling popped up with the word 'Leifeng Tower' in his mind, he didn't think it just now, but now that he thinks about it, he feels that the structure of this pavilion is really quite similar to Leifeng Tower.

"Poof~ Leifeng Tower, hehe!" Thinking about it, Xiao Ling laughed out loud.

If this pavilion was designed by Jun Yichen, then how would he feel if he knew that this pavilion was so similar to the Leifeng Pagoda where the White Lady was imprisoned? It's funny to think about.

Xiao Ling, who was stealing music, inadvertently glanced at the large white skirt under her feet, and was stunned for a moment, wasn't the white lady dressed in white when she first appeared?

Looking myself up and down again, I was also white, which is too coincidental, right? In that case, a snow-white fake white Suzhen walked into the attic similar to Leifeng Tower.

"Ahem, should I come to a classic episode of the White Lady to express my feelings now?"