In the middle of the sketch, the image of a young woman falls on the paper.

Lin Fan changed his pen and depicted the details.

In the eyes of the array, he didn't see Fang Yu for a long time, and he memorized it so carefully, until he put down the pen, he always felt that something was missing.

Looking at the painting, Lin Fan seriously thought: less than one-tenth of his mother's charm.

As a son, no matter how careful he is, he feels that his mother's true appearance is more beautiful.

After a long time, Lin Fan put down the pen.

At the table, Qin Luan also ran out of porridge.

After tidying up, she got up and walked to the bookcase and looked down at the portrait.

The woman in the portrait is quiet and gentle.

It's just that......

Seeing Qin Luan's brows frowning slightly, Lin Fan couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Painting skills are limited......"

Like writing, his Danqing enlightenment is also Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuanqin's chess, calligraphy and painting are all in line.

When he was young, Lin Fan was curious about how his father could be good at everything and everything.

There are no shortcuts to martial arts and skills, obviously everyone is twelve hours a day, where does my father have the time to practice martial arts and study?

Perhaps, this is talent.

Tianzhong is a genius, and he is talking about people like his father.

Lin Fan studied under his father, and only learned the painting skills, and his mental strength has not been in this way over the years, and he has become a lot more unfamiliar.

It made Qin Luan smile.

Qin Luan shook his head, looked at the drawing paper fixedly, and slowly swiped his fingers along the outline lines: "It's very similar." ”

The best praise for character portraits is not subtle and beautiful, but likeness.

Subconsciously, Lin Fan wanted to say "false praise", but when the words came to his mouth, he was stunned.

To be able to say "like", you must first "have seen".

Otherwise, how can it begin?

Fang Yu had already disappeared twenty years ago, Qin Luan must not have seen the "crown princess", so when and where did she see the person in the portrait?

"You," Lin Fan's throat rolled, "Miss Qin, have you seen her?" “

Qin Luan closed his eyes and recalled the appearance of that person in his mind.

The two cannot be said to be exactly the same, but there is a similar smell.

And it's no wonder.

Lin Fan painted with the young crown princess he saw last night, and the people he had seen in the past ten or twenty years would of course change.

Time will naturally leave its mark on people's bodies.

What's more, the crown princess suffered immensely.

After settling down, Qin Luan opened his eyes, looked at the portrait deeply, and said, "Yes, I have seen it." ”

Lin Fan heard his heartbeat, and in his throat, he almost jumped out: "Where is she?" Is she okay? ”

"Does Grandpa Guo remember the Jingning Master I mentioned to you earlier?" Fingertips brushed the eyebrows and eyes of the woman in the portrait, Qin Luan said, "They look alike." ”

Lin Fan was stunned.

Of course he remembers.

He likes Qin Luan in his heart, and if he wants to understand her, he will remember everything Qin Luan said in his heart.

Qin Luan's family, Tianyiguan, and childhood anecdotes, no matter how small they were, he was attentive.

"Shitai is sometimes sober, sometimes crazy, when she is awake, she is very gentle with everyone, and she will be like you, chopping wood, sprinkling and sweeping, and doing daily lessons," Lin Fan paused, so that his voice would not tremble, "When she is crazy, no one will recognize her, and your master will feed her antidote medicine and let her sleep, so as not to hurt herself." ”

Seeing Qin Luan's head, Lin Fan pursed his lower lip heavily: "Are they really similar?" ”

Qin Luan looked at Lin Fan.

After a whole night of old memories, Lin Fan's mood must have fluctuated.

He hoped to get news of his biological mother, but he didn't expect that the news would come so quickly.

It was so fast that he could hardly believe it.

I'm afraid it's empty joy.

Qin Luan pondered and said, "When I look at this portrait, what comes to mind at all of a sudden is Mrs. Shi.

I don't know Shitai's real age, but I remember that the senior sisters said that Shitai came to Guanzhong almost twenty years ago, and thinking about it this way, it was about the same time as the princess disappeared.

Mrs. Shi has traces of childbirth, she has been a mother.

However, she didn't have such a birthmark on her neck, and she had a burn scar here, which happened to be in this position. ”

Lin Fan listened to Qin Luan's description, and subconsciously, the hand that fell on the table clenched his fists tightly.

Mrs. Jingning and her mother, it does sound like there are a lot of similarities.

But he didn't dare to assert that they were the same person.

Yes or no, he repeated it in his heart, wanting to prove it, but afraid of proving it.

"By the way," a thought crossed his mind, Lin Fan asked, "You have mentioned that Mrs. Zhongyi Bo Shizi went to Tianyiguan to visit you, and at the same time, she was born in Guiwei, and she was the closest person to the eldest princess, and Mrs. Shizi knew my mother, and she was ...... at that time."

"It's just a coincidence," Qin Luan said, "They didn't meet it." ”

She still remembers that paragraph very clearly.

No one in the Qin family came to see her, although she knew the truth, but the young Qin Luan was more or less lonely in her heart.

One day, she received a letter from Miao, saying that the mother and daughter planned to come to Mount Tai.

Qin Luan was surprised and delighted, and had been looking forward to it.

There was nothing in the view that could be used as a gift, so Qin Luan could only concentrate on the daily class, draw a lot of peace charms, and prepare to bring them back.

She also thought about it, Aunt Lan and Ah Miao came to live in Guanzhong for a day, where she would take them to see the scenery of Mount Tai, and how to introduce them to the master and sisters, including Mrs. Jingning, of course.

When Shi Tai was sober, she was an extremely gentle person, she liked children very much, and took good care of the young Qin Luan.

Qin Luan has almost no memory of getting along with her mother, and no matter how much she treats Aunt Lan as her mother, Aunt Lan can't accompany her from morning to night.

Shitai can.

Eat with her, practice daily lessons with her, and listen to her say fairy tales.

Compared to a strict master, Mrs. Jingning is more like a loving mother.

However, two days before Aunt Lan arrived at Tianyiguan, Mrs. Jingning's madness occurred, and after taking medicine, she fell asleep in the house.

Qin Luan could only stand outside the house, point to the door and say to Aunt Lan that there was a master who treated her very well.

"They missed it," Qin Luan sighed and smiled lightly, "Maybe this is the right time, the right time and place, it was a little worse at that time." ”

Looking at Qin Luan's smile, Lin Fan's tense heart relaxed.

The hanging heart just fell back.

Couldn't help but stretch his eyebrows as well: "Timing." ”

If you recognize it that day, what will happen later?

For a while, Lin Fan couldn't say for sure.

But he knew that Master Jingning stayed in the contemplation, she was crazy, she forgot everything, she didn't know what happened to her son, but, but she was still alive.

"She's still alive," Lin Fan sighed, "she's still alive." ”

He lived to the point where he knew his background, to the point where he could figure out a way and have the ability to take care of her.

That was enough to make him grateful.

The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, and the child wants to raise but does not wait.

Life hurts.

Unfortunately for him, his two fathers have been dead for many years, but he is fortunate that he still has two mothers waiting for him.

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Thanks to the book friends Bubu Shenglian and Mu Wei Chengli for the reward, and thank the book friends of the book city 99725 spike cauliflower for the reward.