When the bell rings in front of the window, there will be those who tie it; And Wei Yiru, who was looking at the rainstorm outside the window, raised her eyebrows, probably for a past event......

Yes, she finally found the source of this absurdity in this cold palace complex, she smiled miserably, and whether she wanted to take this step and let the rain wet her shoulders again...... Just like the day she saw the woman in Tsing Yi in the painting, she was drenched in the endless rain with the emperor she looked up to...... It's so desperate!

Are you also curious about what happened? But the story has been going on for so long, I wonder if you have the patience to open it and read it......

antecedents,

Under the blue sky, the mountains are steep, the vegetation is lush, and the wind is mixed with the fragrance of the earth after the rain. Mountains isolate this place from the noisy market, and it is naturally more quiet. A winding mountain path leads to the city, and in the distance you can see a light dust rising layer by layer, filling the sparsely populated mountain road, and a horse-drawn carriage hurtling forward in the dust.

"Zixuan?" The bead curtain was gently raised, and the scene outside the car window had already changed from green mountains to sparse houses, which was a suburb of Beijing, and it already had the smell of people.

"Miss, it's not far away, you should be able to get to the house today." The face of the applicant is delicate, and the whole body exudes an elegant atmosphere, but it still can't hide the liveliness and immaturity of the girl who should be.

I saw that the woman in the bead curtain nodded slightly, signaling the horse to speed up. The jade hand slid down slightly, and the bead curtains scattered down one after another. With the messy swing of the bead curtain on the side of the window, I only heard a whip, "Drive!" The groom struck the reins, and the carriage sprang toward the city, leaving behind only a cloud of dust and smoke......

Murong Mansion

The carriage slowly stopped, the servants gathered one after another, someone brought a sedan chair, and the maid also stretched out her hand to help the young lady get out of the car......

But I saw the woman in the carriage leaning out of the sedan chair, slowly walked to the side of the car, just leaned over slightly, grabbed Zi Xuan's outstretched hand, jumped lightly, the corner of the blue and white dress swirled in the breeze, and the whole person had already arrived under the carriage, and Zi Xuan had already entered the Murong Mansion in the slight stunned of everyone.

In the courtyard, a woman walked up to her with a maid. There is a charming smile on his face, like a spring breeze blowing in his face. The corners of his eyes are full of smiles, revealing the innocence of children. Dressed in lilac clothes, the whole person looks like a little fairy coming from a sea of flowers from a distance. It is not difficult to guess that this lovely little girl is the daughter of Murong Mansion, and Murong is heartfelt. Seeing the woman coming from outside the door, Murong Wanxin sped up her pace, almost rushing over, so she trotted all the way, Murong Wanxin came to the woman in Tsing Yi, and finally stopped.

"Sister Ye Ning!" Two dimples appeared on the girl's face with a sweet smile.

Murong Yening was silent, just blindly walking forward. Murong Wanxin has been following her closely like this, like a kitten that has been sweetened and stuck to her side.

"My sister has been gone for a few years, and she has only left her heart alone in the house, so lonely!" As he spoke, he pursed his lips, as if he had really been greatly wronged.

Murong Ye opened his mouth quietly, "Aren't there so many people waiting in the mansion, even if my father is busy with official business, but Mrs. Du has been idle in the mansion, how can it be described by the word 'Du'?" The person who spoke seemed to be careless, and he looked like he had seen through the world, but ...... The slight smile on the corner of his mouth rose slightly, and there were countless sarcasms mixed with it.

"How can my mother pay attention to this, it's just a blessing to let me play alone. However, my sister has been gone for so long, there should always be some reason. What made my good sister fall in love with her and not even go home? ”

I saw that Liu Hai'er's delicate brows quickly wrinkled, and there was a chill in the watery eyes, which was cold, as if it was about to condense into a piece of morning frost around the eye sockets.

"But what fun did you find?" Murong Wanxin gently turned her little face away, only to find that Murong Yening was standing in place in a daze, "Sister? ”

Murong Yening seemed to have just come back to his senses, shook his head slightly, and fell into silence......

Seeing this situation, Zi Xuan beside him hurriedly accosted his master: "Miss Wanxin, there is no matter, the mountains and rivers are poor there, how can it compare to the house!" ”

As if he didn't see the embarrassment in Zixuan's expression, Murong Wanxin continued to mutter, "The mountains are poor and the rivers are remote, the mountains and rivers are remote...... There are mountains and rivers, and it is said that it is not a good place. What's there to do in Fuchu? It's just like this all day, and I'm tired of seeing it...... I'd rather swim with my sister in this world, but my sister must bring her heart with her next trip! The girl swept away all unhappiness in an instant, and a smile as beautiful as a flower appeared on her face.

Murong Yening just smiled faintly, and a little coldness oozed from his eyes. Murong Wanxin didn't notice it, but she was noticed by the maid hairpin on the side.

"Miss, the master is waiting for you in the lobby!" In a panic, a servant ran up to him. Murong Yening bowed slightly, and went down to the lobby under the guidance of the servants.

The still familiar furnishings evoke Murong Yening's deep memories, so warm but so heart-wrenching. She quietly walked into the inner hall, and when she looked up, the familiar back came into her eyes. That person is still familiar in his memory, but after years of polishing, there are a few more vicissitudes.

"Father!" She tried her best to calm her mind, but when she spoke, there was still a tremor in her voice.

"Ning'er!" Master Murong turned around excitedly and looked at his daughter, whom he hadn't seen for many years. His Ning'er grew up, got taller, and became more beautiful, and her eyes became more and more like her mother. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart, "Your mother's affairs, can you take care of it?" ”

"Yes, it has been ordered on the way here, and it should already be taken care of."

"That's good, that's good...... Either way, I owe her! He looked at his daughter, sadness came from it, and he didn't know what to say for a while, "Ning'er, you are tired all the way, your room has been cleaned by your subordinates, you go and see if there is anything else you need, if there is a maid to prepare, go and rest first!" ”

Murong Yening felt his embarrassment, paused, and said, "Father, Ning'er came back this time mainly for her mother's affairs, and when her mother's affairs are settled, Ning'er wants to move out and live for a while." ”

"This ...... Hey, forget it, it's all up to you! ”

"Then Ning'er will go back first." Always indifferent, always unfamiliar, just because she felt at this time that one more expression and one more sentence seemed so redundant. That person was sorry for her mother, even if that person was her biological father, how could she let go so easily?

Looking at the back of his daughter's departure, Master Murong sighed helplessly, it seemed that his daughter was still full of resentment towards him in her heart...... Yixuan, Yixuan, do you also blame me so much? Isn't it......