Yizhou is located in the plain, a horse flat river, there is no lack of mountains and beautiful waters, Yizhou city forty miles away from the Xian Mountain, from west to east like a long dragon winding for dozens of miles, the end of the mountain range is the Huai'an River.

The cemetery of the Rong family is located in the northwest of Wangxian Mountain, which is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and is a treasure of feng shui.

Since ancient times, there are people in the poor countryside, and there is a group of people who like to work hard and have no ability to live in Wangxian Mountain, and they can't live under the mountain and run to the mountain, and there is always rabbit meat to eat on the mountain.

In a certain cave, a group of men in tattered clothes and gray faces who were about the same as beggars gathered around the firewood fire to roast rabbits, the meat was fragrant, and more than a dozen pairs of eyes stared at the burnt rabbit meat and swallowed the liquid.

Suddenly, a dark figure flashed into the cave, the man was masked, with a long sword at his waist, and casually threw a burden on the ground.

The leader was in his thirties, with a black and gray face, eyes like copper bells, and a mouth as big as a plate, and he was also the strongest among the people, dressed in brown coarse cloth clothes, and shouted: "Dare to trespass into Lao Tzu's territory without permission, and don't want to live." ”

The man in black frowned unhappily, with a look of disdain, "I'll make a deal with you, and there are one hundred taels of gold in the baggage." ”

Some people can't wait to open the baggage, it is really golden gold, and some people can't wait to pick up an ingot and put it in their mouths to take a bite, it is real.

Looking at the ecstatic appearance of such a person, I am afraid that I have never seen so much gold in my life, and the eyes of the man in black are full of disdain.

When the leader saw the gold, his face immediately changed, and he took a few steps forward with a flattering face, "I don't know, what do you want our brother to do?"

"As long as you transport a woman to Wangxian Mountain to see it, the silver is yours. ”

When the leader heard that he was going to see a woman, he asked, "Who is that woman?"

A cold snort came out of the black-clothed man's nose, "If you are too long-lived, it doesn't hurt to sue you!"

The leader was speechless for a while, no one thought that his life was long, didn't he just look at a woman, after the matter was done, he took the gold and left, enough for the brothers to have a good time, and it was better than staying in the mountains and eating rabbit meat.

"Okay!

When Qi Han first arrived in Yizhou, there were a lot of government affairs to be busy in the past two days, and his brother Su Jin was also following the officials who came to discuss the construction of a clothed mound.

Su Juan was busy preparing the dowry for Xiao Zhao's wedding, she treated Xiao Zhao as her own sister, although the time was in a hurry, the dowry was indispensable. As soon as he was ready, he waited for Shen Tujun to arrive in Yizhou to consummate the marriage for the two.

After Xiao Zhao got married, she was no longer her maid, and she had to personally choose a lovely woman in the mansion to stay by her side to serve. The housekeeper Rong An had already called all the servants in the palace who were between the ages of thirteen and eighteen to the side hall.

Xiao Zhao accompanied Su Juan to the side hall, Su Juan looked at the dozen or so servants in front of him, his body was well-proportioned, and his appearance was also delicate, it seemed that Uncle Rong had put a lot of thought into it.

"Xiao Zhao, bring the things up. ”

Xiao Zhao took out the paper prepared by Su Juan and handed it to everyone, "As the princess's servant, you must know the words." ”

Everyone held the page in their hand, and the simplest four words were written on it, "Lantian Baiyun"

The sixteen or seventeen-year-old woman in the crowd, dressed in light cyan clothes, simply holding her bun, with red lips and white teeth, and a delicate appearance. Holding the page in his hand, he couldn't help frowning, it was obvious that Princess Lang was deliberately tempting.

The woman took the initiative to stand up and bow and saluted, "Your Royal Highness, the blue characters on the page are wrongly written. ”

There was a sigh in the crowd, and naturally some people saw it, but no one dared to say it.

Su Wan's eyebrows were dyed with frost, she looked at the woman coldly, and said coldly: "As a servant, you do what the master thinks, and if the master says it's right, it's right." ”

When the woman heard Su Xuan's domineering tone, she didn't argue, it was useless to say more, and said with a respectful expression: "The slave and maid are brave, the slave and maid just tell the truth and have no intention of offending Her Royal Highness the princess." ”

Su Juan suppressed her anger, of course she didn't like those fake people, so she deliberately made a mistake, looking at the woman's eyebrows, there was no difference between her eyebrows.

"What's your name?"

The woman bowed and said, "The slave is called Kelan! ”

The corners of Su Wan's lips raised a slight smile, no wonder this girl would jump out, but it happened that her name was called Lan.

"Okay, Kelan, you go back and clean up, you will be with Concubine Ben from tomorrow. ”

Ke Lan looked respectful and said, "Yes!"

Seeing Su Juan leaving, Ke Lan raised her eyes, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a seemingly non-existent arc.

Su Juan took Xiao Zhao out of the side hall, and happened to meet Captain Ling Aotian halfway over with someone, it seemed that he was going to the study to see Qi Han.

Ling Aotian said politely: "Ling Aotian has seen Her Royal Highness the Princess!"

Su Wan bowed his head and said, "Ling Duwei is polite!"

After saluting, Ling Aotian led people to the study, Su Juan looked at Ling Aotian's departing back, should he talk to him about Yun'er?

glanced at Xiao Zhaodao: "Zhao'er, let's go." ”

Su Juan returned to the bedroom, found the brocade package, and took out the red brocade bag from it, which was a wisp of green silk left by Sikong Yun'er, tied with red silk yarn.

Looking at the green silk, a past came to mind, and sadness floated in his eyes, since he saw Ling Aotian, he should hand over the green silk to him, and Ling Aotian would know about Yun'er's death sooner or later.

Thinking of this, Su Juan stood up, walked slowly to the bookcase, put the green silk aside, took out the paper and spread it out, picked up the paintbrush and dipped it in ink, and drew it carefully on the page.

Su Xuan's painting is Sikong Yun'er wearing a red shirt, dancing, and her eyebrows are extremely expressive, as if Sikong Yun'er is now in front of her, and she can't help but wet the pages with low teardrops.

Xiao Zhao stood aside and watched silently, knowing Su Juan's feelings for Sikong Yun'er in his heart, and comforted: "Miss, don't be sad, Miss Yun'er is in the sky, and I will be relieved to know that you are still thinking about her." ”

Su Juan wiped away the tears in her eyes, withdrew her brush, the ink on the painting was not yet dry, and put the painting away.

With solemn eyebrows, he looked at Xiao Zhao and ordered: "Zhao'er, you take the portrait to see Ling Aotian, give the portrait to him, if he is really Yun'er's fiancé, take him to the side hall to meet." ”

Xiao Zhao waited outside the study for most of the hour with the painting, and finally saw Ling Aotian walking out of the study with his entourage.

Xiao Zhao stepped forward and called, "Can Captain Ling take a step to speak?" ”

Ling Aotian recognized Xiao Zhao, who was the maid beside Princess Lang, and then saw that Xiao Zhao was holding a painting in his hand, although he was puzzled, he still agreed.

"Good!"

Ling Aotian retreated and followed Xiao Zhao to a corner in the courtyard, "I wonder what the girl is looking for Ling Aotian?"

"The princess asked me to give this painting to Ling Duwei. As he spoke, he handed over the portrait in his hand.

Ling Aotian took the portrait and slowly unfolded it.

When the picture scroll was fully unfolded, his eyebrows were full of joy, and the person on the painting was his fiancée Sikong Yun'er. I have been separated for many years, and I have searched everywhere to no avail.

"Does the princess know where Yun'er is?"

Seeing the joy in Ling Aotian's eyes, but not knowing that Yun'er had already died, Xiao Zhao's heart was bitter and unbearable, and she turned her eyes away, she was afraid that she would not be able to hold back her tears.

"The princess said that she wanted to know the whereabouts of Miss Yun'er, and she would go with me to the side hall to meet her. ”