Yihua only felt that there was a gray patch in front of her, she couldn't really see what was in front of her, and she didn't know where she was.

Is this dreaming again? The dense fog in front of Yi Hua gradually dispersed, and in front of him was a luxuriously decorated courtyard, Yi Hua secretly tasted in his heart, but it was three points better than Wang's residence.

Where is this? Yihua was a little dazed in her heart, she had never seen this place, and the few families she had been to did not have such an exquisite place.

At this time, there was a crisp sound in the house, which seemed very abrupt in this lonely courtyard.

It's just a dream, Yi Hua thought so, and really wondered what was going on, so she simply walked in boldly, but she didn't dare to go any further, and in the distance, she saw a young woman sitting on the kang near the window, her head bowed as if she was fiddling with something in her hand, and a man sitting opposite her, reaching out to touch the woman's hair.

Before the faces of the two people could be seen clearly, Yihua hurriedly turned her face away, secretly regretting why she ran in so impulsively, and began to wonder how she could have such a dream, she had never seen this kind of scene in her daily life.

She didn't dare to look inside, but she could still hear the thin voice inside, and although she couldn't hear what was being said, she could still hear the chuckle mixed with the words, and her ears couldn't help but redden.

After all, Yihua couldn't help but glance inside, she had also seen the two folds of the talented and beautiful play, and she still knew what it looked like, and she couldn't help but faintly look forward to it: The people in the house should always be husband and wife, and I don't know if it is the same as in the play.

This time, it was a different look.

The woman inside stood with her back to her, not knowing what she was doing.

What does this make her look at? Yihua was still disappointed, as if a girl next to her didn't see her, she hurriedly picked up the curtain and went in.

Seeing that others couldn't see it, she was a little bolder, so she simply walked to the woman's side and listened to the maid's report: "The old man is awake, and the second lady has passed." ”

Master? Isn't that the one who just sat next to this woman? Yihua took the opportunity to turn her head to look at the woman's face,

The woman was only in her early twenties, and she had a plain face, and her bare eyebrows were so light that she was a little surprised, and what surprised her even more was that she didn't care about it.

"I know, you send some things to the yard of the second lady, and say that I am busy, and I will take care of the master." From the beginning to the present, the pen in the woman's hand has never been put down, as if nothing can compare to a painting in her hand.

"Madam......" The maid wanted to speak and stopped, but seeing that the woman didn't care, she still sighed and went out.

The woman finally put down the pen and wiped it with the handkerchief prepared early next to her, and Yihua took the opportunity to look at it, but it was an image of a girl's flower festival amusement, and the girl in the painting was fresh and smart, tiptoeing to pick the white magnolia on the branches.

Yihua didn't expect this quiet woman to be able to draw such a smart image, and when she was carefully observing the characters in the painting, she heard the next person ask: "Is the painting good?" ”

"I don't know that, but it's funny to watch." Yihua was fascinated, and when she realized the problem, she was shocked: how could she see herself? Suddenly looking up, she saw that the woman had sat down, served tea, stared straight at her with her eyes, and there was some surprise in her eyes, which disappeared immediately, and was replaced by a kind of joy that she could not understand, and a smile on her lips: "Come and see, do you recognize this person?" ”

As he spoke, his finger had already touched a part of the painting.

Yihua had forgotten whether she was in a dream, and she didn't even want to ask why the other party could see her, she followed the woman's point to look, but it was a girl who was looking down to pinch a peony.

The girl has picturesque eyebrows and a rose-red dress, which makes people look fair-skinned and more delicate than flowers.

"This ......" Yihua recognized it carefully, but frowned, she was very familiar with this person in the painting, but how could she open her mouth?

The woman smiled, she didn't really wait for Yihua to answer, her fingers tapped the person on the painting again, her voice was calm, and there was even a bit of mockery: "This person is me." ”