Chapter 43: A Woman Grows Up (3)

After dawn, Chun'er left and no longer guarded her, Bing'er returned to her, saying that Chun'er had other priorities, and she didn't know what to do with her wife.

Don't have time to care about her? The best, she said that she wanted to go to the back garden, and Bing'er naturally got her mother's instructions, so she had to take Bing'er to the back garden.

The autumn breeze is blowing, the autumn leaves are dancing, the scenery is also charming, the phantom flower came out for a while, under the pretext of playing the piano, and opened the ice, taking advantage of this short opportunity, she ran to see the ugly girl, but found that the cave under the pavilion has been filled with new soil and grass, where is there a cave?

Her heart is flustered, what about the ugly girl? Is she dead? Or was it taken away? Was her behavior discovered?

For some reason, her heart seemed to be hollowed out, and for some reason, she burst into tears.

Bing'er came back with the qin, and saw the phantom flower dancing quickly in the pavilion, the fragrant osmanthus fluttered and fell, falling on the phantom flower, lining the phantom flower's face more pink, the phantom flower's eyes were like water, rippling and deep, and there were teardrops on the eyelashes, which was actually touching and beautiful.

"Third Miss, you are so beautiful." Bing'er muttered, "You are more beautiful than Lie Hongge." ”

"Fierce Red Song, she is a fierce horse against the wind, a peony in flowers, where am I like her." Phantom Flower laughed at herself, "Put the piano here, and I'll reluctantly learn the red song for it." ”

The phantom flower wiped the strings, and the sound of the piano spread out, and she stretched her singing voice, and the soft and sad singing voice rippled in the forest, which had a different taste, different from the lingering teasing of the red song, but full of melancholy that could not be requested.

"I may not be able to learn the freedom of the red song." Phantom Flower stopped and sighed, because she saw the second sister Phantom Smile walking towards her with an unkind face.

"Hmph, it's pretty self-aware." The illusion suddenly appeared, she was dazzling in red, Ye Yan was arrogant, holding a horsewhip in her hand, and looked at the phantom flower with a mocking face.

"I heard that you went to Lanyin Pavilion to find me, what's the matter? Did you hear that I learned to ride a horse with the Seventh Prince? The whip of illusion pressed against the strings, and she lowered her eyes in a domineering manner, looking at the phantom flower.

"Yes, then seeing that the second sister is so imposing, it must be the seventh prince who taught it well, and your riding skills are great." Phantom Blossom chuckled.

"What are you laughing at?" Phantom didn't expect Phantom Flower to ridicule her.

"Don't laugh at anything, this horsewhip, this red clothes, are very compatible with you, I am very envious, that's it." Phantom Flower stood up with a smile, "Bing'er, I'm tired, let's go back to Lanruo Pavilion with the qin." ”

Phantom made a gesture to stop the phantom flower, but the phantom flower deftly avoided it, she was also surprised by her flexibility, it seems that without taking the medicine, her body gradually became stronger.

"So you're here, I haven't seen you for a few days, and you seem to have grown taller." Zhen Hui also wore a tight tunic and held a horsewhip in his hand, standing under a tree in front of him.

"Phantom Flower is not feeling well, so I won't bother the two of you to learn riding skills, and I won't be with you." When Phantom Flower saw Zhenhui, she remembered the past of the love workshop, remembered the love workshop, remembered the transformation of her mother, and remembered the ugly girl, she hated Zhenhui very much and didn't want to have a moment of contact with him.

But Zhenhui was a scoundrel, he reached out and grabbed her arm, "Feeling unwell?" Or is it uncomfortable? ”

"Seventh Prince, how can you treat my sister like this in front of me, let go." The whip of illusion waved over, and his voice was teasing.

Zhen Hui wrapped his arm around Phantom Hua's waist, turned around, avoided the horsewhip that seemed to be fake and real, and whispered a word in Phantom Hua's ear: "Chu Yuan is alive, but he is detained, we have to think of ways to save him." ”