Everything here has not changed, and the neat rooms show the love of the hosts. Picking up the earrings on the dresser, a small pair is carved with delicate facial features of the blessing doll.

"Your mother dislikes it for being petty and refuses to take it, so shelving it."

"Grandpa must have put a lot of effort into finding it." Extraordinary jade quality, superb craftsmanship, can not be found.

"Your mother is so stubborn," the old prince sighed. It's like fireworks, just for that moment of splendor, exhausting their lives.

If your whole life is muddy, why not pursue the gorgeousness of that moment, "I like my mother, she is a brave woman,"

"You're wrong, it's not bravery, it's an escape, an escape from the fact that she can't resist." King Xuan stared at her, "Don't follow her." ”

Looking at the back of the old prince throwing his sleeves away, she smiled bitterly, her grandfather should be sad again. Her mother once told her that she was raised by her grandfather alone. Walked to the bedside, lay down and sniffed the pillow, imagining the kind back that had blurred in that memory.

"Lord Wang, don't look any further, you've been watching it for an hour." Fauber looked at the old prince who had been holding the painting since he entered the house, and persuaded.

"Fauber, do you know, the girl looks more and more like her mother, and when I see her, I am afraid that the tragedy of twenty years will be repeated again." Stroking the eyebrows of the person in the painting, he sighed.

Fauber carefully rolled up the scroll, this is one of the few things left by the young lady, looking at the young girl sitting quietly in the garden and playing the piano in the painting, the prince is right, the little lady is more and more like her mother, the eyebrows and eyes are extremely similar, all glowing with a thrilling beauty, but there is something in the eyes of the little lady that the young lady does not have.

That girl who is a fire is a girl, but she has the indifference to see through the world, and the calm and perseverance that she does not have at her age.

It's everything that doesn't belong to her age.

"The hanami festival is coming."

"Yes, time flies quickly, and the original lady started to ...... at the flower viewing festival."

King Xuan has a woman who has just grown up, a piano song is glamorous in the capital, how many men are leaning in color, and who is the flower can be broken. After the flower appreciation banquet, Xuan Aoshan began to crown the capital, but it was also the beginning of her unfortunate fate.

There was a moment of silence in the room, and the atmosphere was oppressive and heavy. After a long time, King Xuan sighed, "Fortunately, that girl didn't learn the piano." ”

Wang Ye has always disagreed with the little lady to learn the piano, calligraphy and painting are also coping, when she was very young, she chose a master for her, taught her martial arts, and now even if her kung fu can't catch up with the first-class master, it will not be useless.

It seems that the little lady likes the bracelet on her wrist very much, and Fu Bo secretly appreciates Ye Qianmo's vision in his heart, which is made by the famous ghost craftsmen on the rivers and lakes selected by the prince, slender as silk, sharp as a sword, and is a rare weapon.

I hope that this flower-viewing banquet can be spent peacefully, if it wasn't for him to force it tightly, how could he be willing to let Qianmo's girl enter the palace, even for a moment, thinking of that person, King Xuan was irrepressibly born with murderous intent, and the beads that rotated in his hand were already powdered when he stretched out his hand, "Fu Bo, don't mention this matter for a while." ”

"The old slave knows." The prince is still worried about the little lady, don't mention it here, no one in the general's mansion told her, and if she didn't know about it earlier, she would be unprepared in advance, alas, maybe embarrassment is much better than brilliance.