The moon finally climbed the ladder, and it sat cross-legged, looking down on the earth with great interest, and watching the good play that took place on the land. Look, I don't know what interesting things it has discovered, and it is so happy that it shakes its body and looks at the faint light and shadow on the road, which is not the evidence.

The carriage staggered through the sparsely lit streets and finally stopped at its destination.

The plaque of the word "painting house" is hung high on the gate room, and the courtyard inside is all built of simple blue bricks and black tiles, such a house appearance is still a little simpler for the Taishou of Yijing, but it is much more spacious than the mansion of Gangneung. The structure of the house is thick and spacious, simple and spiritual. Entering from the gate, you can step on the long path made of bluestone to enter the main hall of the courtyard, the path is planted on both sides of the fragrant apricot blossom trees, the rich fragrance of flowers often always can't help but fly over the wall, attracting passers-by, refreshing. The furnishings of the main hall are very simple, and the six wooden chairs and tea tables placed in the room are all carved from fragrant wood, although the appearance is simple, but the craftsmanship is really exquisite. However, there was nothing more valuable in the hall than a few fruit pots found in the mountains on the shelves, and the walls were even more empty.

When you walk out of the main hall, you can see a black and white gravel path on the left, which leads to the inner courtyard. In the inner courtyard there are two buildings, one in front and one behind, and a small pond in between. The building in front is the Ruya Pavilion, the building is rectangular in shape, divided into three floors, by the left and right two stairs to the top, there are six rooms up and down, the construction is symmetrical and neat, the interior decoration of the house is plain, without losing the elegance and cleanliness.

Slightly further behind is a two-story building in the shape of a circular tower, all of which are made of wood. Because there are many osmanthus trees planted in the courtyard, and it has been a long time, it has long been the same height as the building, so when the wind hits, the apricot blossoms that are full like raindrops are pouring down like a waterfall in the mountains, and this building is in the waterfall again, so whenever the flower rain falls, the scene of the beauty bathing will appear from this, so it is called the bath flower stream. Needless to say, this is the place where the painting lived.

The bath flower stream is also divided into two floors, the first floor is the reception room, which is also the study room of the painting, and the second floor is the master bedroom.

The coachman jumped out of the carriage with agility and pulled the horse gently to the side of the gate, but did not stop at the gate. Sheng Lan, who was the first to jump out of the carriage, looked around to reconnoiter the surrounding situation, and when he saw that no one was noticing, he whispered into the carriage and said:

"Miss, don't worry, there's no one here."

Huayan lifted the curtain of the car, looked around, and saw that there was no one, so he immediately jumped out of the car, and asked Sheng Lan to give a few pieces of silver to send the coachman of the Forgotten Dust Building back. By the candlelight on the side of the road, the two groped to find the outer wall of the backyard, looked at each other, and jumped into the inner courtyard over the wall. As soon as the two of them landed on their feet, they heard a commotion of people in front of them, but fortunately, the lights around them were weak and there were large trees with lush foliage, so they were not discovered by the crowd.

Painting Yan tiptoed closer to take a look, it turned out that the mother and eldest sister came to the bath flower stream, and saw Xinqiao kneeling on the ground and sobbing with rain, so she knew the reason for the uproar just now. It seems that the matter of sneaking out of the house has been discovered, and he can't escape, so he has to face it head-on. She asked Sheng Lan to help her tidy up her clothes, and after making sure that there were no irregularities in her body, she cleaned up her expression and walked towards Yuhuajian.

"Mother, sister, I'm back, this ...... What's going on? ”

Huayan knew that at this time, he couldn't say that he had never left the house, so it was better to explain it to another person. She helped Xinqiao to her feet, and while wiping away her tears, she asked with a frown, pretending to be confused.

When Mrs. Hua, who was angry, saw her little daughter coming back, she immediately got up from her chair and wanted to meet her, but she felt that she was in anger, and she was looked at by so many girls, so it was difficult to compromise on this, so she had to sit down breathlessly again and turn her back. Even though Madame Hua tried her best to maintain her majesty, her eyes, which were full of worry and uneasiness, could not hide from those of the painter. In Huayan's heart, she has long regarded Mrs. Hua as her biological mother, even if she came halfway, how can she be underestimated that blood is thicker than water.

"Yan'er, where have you been so late?" The eldest lady of the painting, who was standing next to Mrs. Hua, stepped forward lightly and pulled the painting aside, although she still spoke softly, her expression was much stricter than before.

The painter's eldest lady, named Huashu, is also the eldest sister of the same mother who paints Yan, the two are five years apart, and their appearance is also very close, but the temperament of these two people is completely different.

The painting is gentle and demure, elegant and lovely, does not like to be noisy, has been self-disciplined and consciously read and written since childhood, and is skilled in playing the piano. Huashu and Huayan were originally born of the same mother, and their appearance is almost the same as that of Huayan, and they are also a beautiful embryo, but the only thing missing is a beautiful jade-like person.

Although the painting is a few years older than the painting face, in the actual life process, it is often animated by the painting face. When the two sisters encountered problems, they also obeyed Huayan's choice and Huashu depended. You know, if you want to really calculate the real age of the painting, I'm afraid it's more than thirty, if it weren't for this trip through another space.

Huayan scratched his head and said:

"I ...... I didn't go anywhere, I just went to the charity hall to find Xiao Fanghai. ”

"Is it Fang Hai, the apprentice of the White Divine Doctor?" Hua Shu asked again.

"Hmmm......"

"What are you doing at the Charity Hall? Isn't there something uncomfortable? Hua Shu stared at Hua Yan and asked worriedly.

Before Huayan could answer, Mrs. Hua, who was still sitting on the side and angry just now, heard this, quickly stood up and walked to Huayan, grabbed Huayan's arms, carefully examined it from head to toe, and asked eagerly:

"Yan'er, what's uncomfortable? Tell your mother. ”

"Mother, it's okay, it's just that my daughter misses the masters, but I can't see them, so I have to go to Xiao Fanghai to understand the current situation of the masters, so as to express the feelings of the apprentices. It's just that the conversation was on the rise for a while, but she forgot to return when Yan'er came back late, which made her mother worried. ”

Seeing that Mrs. Hua was no longer angry, she helped Mrs. Hua to the chair and sat down, and lay on Mrs. Hua's lap and lied coquettishly.

"You, you're always so willful, if you want to find Fang Hai, you can go generously." Mrs. Hua had no choice but to compromise with her youngest daughter.

Hearing that Mrs. Hua released the house talisman, she couldn't help but make Hua Yan jump up with excitement. Mrs. Painter then said:

"But before you go, you must tell your mother, so that your mother knows where you have gone, and don't let your mother worry, if you get lost again, how can your mother live."

Yan'er obeyed. Mother, Yan'er has grown up now, and she won't get lost anymore, not to mention that there are probably not many people in this capital who have martial arts above me, and no one can bully me, mother, you can rest assured. He said with a grin.

"Yes, mother, Yan'er has learned a lot of skills from Qin Daxia and Jade-faced Divine Doctor and other masters since she was a child, so you don't have to worry too much." Hua Shu stepped forward and said.

"What's the use of a famous lady learning so many martial arts, if this spreads, how can any child dare to come to the door to propose marriage, it's all because the master has connived at you."

"Mother, my daughter remembered that she bought some new silk threads from Jinxiufang a few days ago and wanted to give them to Aunt Pan, I will go to the charity hall tomorrow and ask Xiao Fanghai to bring them together when he sends medicinal materials to the divine doctor's brother, okay?"

"Tomorrow? No way. At the beginning of next month, it is the gift of the king of Yidu's hair, the emperor wants to invite the ministers to the palace of Yidu in the capital, and Mrs. Zhang is even more hand-picked Yan'er You play a plum blossom smile, if you don't step up your practice at this time, it will be too late.

"What?! How could it be...... How did Mrs. Zhang know about me, an unknown junior? Hua Yan asked in surprise.

"I'm also wondering, the lord only received a decree from the palace this morning, the emperor's order cannot be violated, Yan'er, you must step up your practice. Wait until one day you have practiced the song well, and you can pass the level of your eldest sister, and then talk about leaving the house. My lord has just taken office, and he is too busy to be at home every day, so you have to fight for your father! ”

"Mother, I ......"

"Okay, it's not too early, Shu'er, you will take care of Yan'er in the past few days, and if you don't practice well, you won't be allowed to leave the house."

"Yes, mother, don't worry, let's not say that Yan'er is already very good at flute, and she has been smart since she was a child, and she can learn everything as soon as she learns it." Hua Shu said with a smile.

Seeing that Huayan was sitting silently, Mrs. Hua only listened to all the words, and then she was satisfied with Huashu and led the girl out of the door of the bathing flower stream.

Huayan lowered her eyebrows and sat silently in the chair playing with the jade flute, where did she listen to her mother's words, but just pondered her thoughts.

Since coming to the painting house and becoming a painter, she has lived a carefree life every day and is as happy as a bird. She has many paradises, such as the Forgotten Dust Building, the Charity Hall, the Jiangling Yizhuang, the Academy, the Taoyuan, and many playmates, which she dared not imagine before she came to this other time and space. But when she remembered that the important task given to her by Mi Ziqing had not yet been completed, she always felt that there was a big stone pressing on her heart, and she couldn't have fun playing. Now it seems that this time is the time to avoid the inevitable and face the problem head-on.

Thinking of this, Huayan felt much more relaxed, and she immediately stood up and walked to the old osmanthus tree next to the door, smelling the sweet fragrance of her favorite osmanthus flowers, and her head was much clearer. She spread out the hand holding the jade flute, and saw that the jade flute was still the same as before, and when it touched the moonlight, it glowed with a cold green light.

Will Liu Che'er really be Lingche? How could this flute be in his hands? It's just that every time I think of this, why is there always a green shadow flashing in front of me...... The man in green, who is the man Liu Che'er called him Brother Lang? I'm afraid that these questions will have to be investigated in person......

Xinqiao and Shenglan had never seen Huayan so taciturn, with a serious expression, and they didn't dare to make a sound, standing quietly aside, guarding their young lady.

The sweet fragrance of the flowers, she finally picked up the mood of painting, she picked up the jade flute and smiled slightly, and practiced the plum blossom smile in advance. The song was subdued and frustrated, and it seemed to be sad and weeping for a while, and it seemed to be laughing for a while, and they had already listened to the two little girls standing next to them with fascination, which was the reason why they forgot that their young lady could play this song so skillfully without even looking at the score.