Cheng Jingxuan still went after all, it was in winter, there was a heavy snowfall that day, and the ground was snow-white, which was Bai Yanran's favorite color.

Feng Ruping stood in the corridor in plain white clothes, her face was pale, and she looked haggard for a long time, "Miss, the wind is blowing, let's go back!" ”

Feng Ruping's maid really feels sorry for her young lady, since she married Cheng Mansion, how has her young lady ever enjoyed a little happiness? That's why she never called her Madame.

"Cuicui, you're calling the wrong name again." Feng Ruping smiled reluctantly, "You want to call me a young grandmother!" ”

"Miss, Cheng Fu treats you like this, why don't you tell the master?" Cuicui said indignantly, "The old man said that he was angry with you, but he missed you in his heart!" ”

"It's my unfilial piety that makes my father worry about me, and ...... years later Let's go back and see Father! Feng Ruping smiled a little desolately, "You go to the room to get the young master's cloak."

"Yes!" Cuicui turned around and went into the house and took a black cloak, she knew that Young Master Cheng liked white, but she wanted to bring black.

Since I came to Chengfu, there is no day that is comfortable, and when I go back this time, I must let the master make decisions for the young lady.

Feng Ruping saw that Cuicui was holding a black cloak, sighed, and didn't say anything, she understood what Cuicui meant, how could she not be bitter in her heart? It's just that she can't let it go.

Love, this poison, once planted, can no longer be solved!

"Ma'am, ma'am, no." The person who came was the little guy who accompanied Cheng Jingxuan-A Jin.

"What?" Feng Ruping had a faint bad premonition in her heart.

"Young master, he ...... Young master, he's gone! A big man also cried.

Feng Ruping's mind suddenly went blank, and she only felt that the world was spinning.

"Madame, ma'am!"

When Feng Ruping woke up, it was already night, it was already dark, and the room was lit with lights.

"Where's the young master?" Feng Ruping's voice was hoarse, revealing a bit of bitterness.

"Young master, he ......" Cuicui's face was ugly, "Miss, don't be sad, the young master has gone to ......"

Hearing the news again, Feng Ruping's tears suddenly welled up.

Cheng Jingxuan has been delirious since Bai Yanran's death, treating her as Bai Yanran, I don't know if he is punishing her? Or is he punishing himself?

She is resentful of Cheng Jingxuan, but she can't let go of him in her heart, after all, if there is no love, where does hatred come from?

"Help me up!" Feng Ruping wiped away her tears, and Cuicui immediately went to help.

"Go get my red peony-embroidered dress." Feng Ruping looked indifferently at the white dress she was wearing in the past that Cuicui was holding.

"Miss......" Cuicui was a little embarrassed for a while, "Uncle, he ......"

"Why, don't you listen to me?" Feng Ruping is still very determined.

"Slaves don't dare!" Cuicui hurriedly went to get the clothes and came over to change them for Feng Ruping.

The red dress made Feng Ruping's originally pale face a little more flushed, and she looked a little more angry.

Cheng Jingxuan's body was placed in the coffin in the lobby, and Feng Ruping was very conspicuous in a red dress.

"You woman, Xuan'er went, you are actually dressed like this, what kind of heart do you have?" The old lady was holding a cane, and she was about to hit Feng Ruping's body.

Thanks to the old man Cheng next to him, he grabbed the old lady, "Third daughter-in-law, go back and change your clothes!" ”

Feng Ruping was unmoved, walked to Cheng Jingxuan's coffin, lay on the coffin, and said softly, "Look, I specially wore red clothes today to congratulate you, congratulations on finally being able to be a ghost couple with her in the underworld, but you are sorry for me!" ”

"You owe me so much in this life, you need to be a cow and a horse in the next life to pay me back!" As he spoke, a crystal teardrop came out of the corner of his eye and dripped on Cheng Jingxuan's face.

……

On the day of Cheng Jingxuan's funeral, Feng Ruping said that she was sick and did not go, she stood on the city tower in a bright red dress, watching the funeral procession.

Lu Yiyao felt sad for this woman's life, couldn't love it, and finally lost her whole life.

The world around her gradually collapsed, and Lu Yiyao's consciousness began to blur, she was about to wake up!

Feng Ruping's red figure gradually distorted, and everything turned into nothingness.

Lu Yiyao opened her eyes, it was still the dark secret room, Ming Shi leaned on her shoulder, and Shang Yang was on the other side, closing her eyes to recuperate.

Lu Yiyao removed Ming Shi's head from his shoulder, but Ming Shi opened his eyes at this time, "Hmm......"

"Sorry to wake you up." Lu Yiyao said softly.

"......" Ming Shi shook his head and yawned, "I'm so tired!" ”

Lu Yiyao got up and walked around the wall of the secret room, touching the wall with both hands.

Suddenly, there was a tingling pain in his fingertips, and Lu Yiyao reflexively withdrew his hand, and his fingers were punctured by the thorns on the wall.

There is a little bit of inconspicuous red on the walls. At this time, a sudden change occurred, and red veins faintly appeared on the wall, like real blood flowing, gradually clearing, glowing red.

I don't know when, Shang Yang has already walked to Lu Yiyao's side.

"This is ......" Ming Shi's eyes widened, frightened by the strange scene in front of him.

However, after a cup of tea, the red light gradually disappeared, and some patterns appeared on the wall, and Lu Yiyao recognized that everything painted on it was what she saw in her dreams.

The woman in white is Bai Yanran, the young man in Chinese clothes is Cheng Jingxuan, and the woman in pink at the beginning is Feng Ruping.

The love entanglements of these three people are all painted on the murals on the wall, but at the end she saw the ending of Feng Ruping, who she had not seen in her dreams.

The last time she saw Feng Ruping was on the city wall, dressed in red, but the final outcome of Feng Ruping on this mural was to die of a serious illness.

It was not long after Cheng Jingxuan went, Lu Yiyao didn't know how sad she was, but she was still choked for the second half of her tragic life.

In this love, is Bai Yanran wrong? She may have never given 100% sincerity for the sake of glory and wealth, but it is not an exaggeration for her to be born like that.

Cheng Jingxuan, the son of a wealthy family, is still full of talent, the dream lover of all girls, met an innocent and kind girl, always thought that he could get a good story like in the book, but in the end he had to succumb to reality.

Feng Ruping, a noble-born daughter, met a young man with a good demeanor with her, coupled with her pride and refusal to admit defeat, and finally fell into it.

None of them are wrong, they just make people happy, if there is no Feng Ruping, maybe Cheng Jingxuan will be able to break through the concept of the door and marry Bai Yanran.

If there was no Bai Yanran, maybe after Cheng Jingxuan met Feng Ruping, the two would be able to have a good story.

It's just that some things never if!

Fate is unpredictable, and God always likes to play tricks on others, which has caused the tragedy of these three people.

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