After a long time, Jiang Liuhe spoke again, "If I say that I like Bi Niang, will you think that I am pretending to be and giving up on Rou Zhi?" ”

Ji Guangnian said very honestly: "In the eyes of others, it is absolutely true. ”

Jiang Liuhe continued: "I don't know when I liked Bi Niang, maybe when I first painted Rouzhi, those eyes were already in my heart, but I was afraid that my liking for her was just a temporary good feeling."

Bi Niang is a good girl, she should deserve better, so I married Rou Zhi, I was convincing myself at that time, Rou Zhi is more beautiful than her, and I still painted it myself, I chose Rou Zhi is good for us, I really thought that what I liked was Rou Zhi.

Later, I had a fight with Rou Zhi, and Rou Zhi asked me to look into her eyes and tell her who I liked, and it was at that time that I learned that Bi Niang was already in my heart. ”

"I thought you insisted on opposing the marriage with Bi Niang because the men of the Jiang family had a short lifespan, and I was afraid that marrying her would make her suffer!"

After hearing this, Jiang Liuhe was surprised for a moment, "How do you know that my Jiang family's life is short?" ”

"I know a little less than you do."

"Yes, since my mother told you, my father died of illness when I was ten years old, and he was only thirty years old that year, who knows how old I can be." A trace of helplessness flashed in Jiang Liuhe's eyes.

"People have to look forward, there are unpredictable circumstances in the sky, people have good and bad luck, it is impossible to sit and wait for death from the moment you are born because people always have to die!

Things are man-made, and happiness is to be fought for by yourself. Ji Guangnian comforted him, "Our people's ideological consciousness in this regard is quite high, live in the present, seize the day, the key is to see what you think." ”

"You mean I still have a chance?" Jiang Liuhe's eyes were full of hope, looking at Ji Guangnian.

"It's all about how you do it."

"But I don't know if I can get out." Jiang Liuhe's gaze dimmed again.

"Believe me? I said yes! Ji Guangnian knew that if both of them were disappointed, it would be completely hopeless.

"By the way, I packed some pastries here, as well as the osmanthus cake made by Bi Niang, try it."

Ji Guangnian took out the pastries from the wooden ring, but fortunately, she was wise during the banquet and packed the pastries that she couldn't eat.

Eating is definitely a lifesaver for Jiang Liuhe, he has been in the painting for more than a year, which is equivalent to not eating for more than a day in the real world, when he saw that Ji Guangnian's wooden ring could actually take out something, he was dumbfounded, "You are ......"

"For those who want to cultivate the Great Dao, this is just an ordinary storage ring, not worth mentioning."

Although Jiang Liuhe is extremely hungry, she is still elegant in eating, if it were her, she would have vomited a tiger!

Taking advantage of Jiang Liuhe's time to eat, Ji Guangnian took out the piece of cloth that was placed in the placket.

Spread out, wrapped in a magnolia ring.

"Damn, play with me! Say a good antidote! ”

Ji Guangnian had a feeling of being deceived, in fact, she was indeed deceived.

"What's wrong?"

"Jiang Rouzhi left it behind the screen for me to pick it up before she died."

Ji Guangnian handed the ring to Jiang Liuhe.

"This ring is my family's heirloom, exclusively for the daughter-in-law of the Jiang family, although my mother is dissatisfied that Rou Zhi is the person in the painting, but after all, she worshiped heaven and earth, so she gave me the magnolia ring and asked me to give it to her." Eruga explained.

"No! It's back to its rightful owner! ”

Ji Guangnian handed the magnolia ring to Jiang Liuhe, and the spread cloth was casually thrown on the table by her, and by candlelight, she inadvertently found that there was actually a poem inscribed on it.

She picked up the cloth again, "The thatch under the moon is delicate, and the cranes in the mountains should be silent." The candle red and bright tears are excessive, and there is no hatred in this life. ”

It turned out that Jiang Rouzhi had the idea of letting her save Jiang Liuhe, and the painting that led her there, no wonder the words proposed to let her go alone after nightfall.

In this way, I think it is for her to know Jiang Liuhe's secret, and the painting at this time is also in Jiang Rouzhi's calculations.

It's just that why don't you make it clear to her face? What a strange man in the painting.

"It turns out that she wanted to tell me that you are in the autumn moon screen painting of the mountain residence."

Ji Guangnian handed the cloth to Jiang Liuhe, who took the cloth and finally sighed.

Jiang Liuhe casually ate a few pieces of pastry, and handed the rest to Ji Guangnian.

Ji Guangnian didn't answer, "I just came in, and I don't care if I don't eat for a year or two, not to mention that I am a person who cultivates immortals, and there is Bigu Dan, you can eat the rest." ”

After Jiang Liuhe heard this, he also understood his current situation, and the hand holding the pastry retracted.

Ji Guangnian thought about it, and still took out the wood-hunting pen, "This is given to me by Mrs. Jiang, let me help find its master." ”

At the beginning, Mrs. Jiang asked her not to tell Jiang Liuhe that this pen was on her, but that was not the real Jiang Liuhe, and now, this pen does not know if she can take them out.

Jiang Liuhe took the Xunmu and examined it carefully, "This is the one enshrined in the Jiang family ancestral hall." ”

Ji Guangnian nodded, "Your one is still in the other hand of yours, and the reason why I was sealed in was that the wood-seeking pen he used hurt me." The reason is the same as yours, and it is also to take my heart's blood and complete another me. ”

Speaking of this season, Lightyear is a little worried, I wonder if Xingli and Starry Night will recognize the fake as her.

The thought that the imposter had snatched her Qingdi and Xuanguang Mirror made her angry.

A clenched fist slammed into the table, "Damn! "She's going to have to find a way to get out.

Then her emotions gradually calmed down, and she thought of a question again, "Obviously you are the master of the wood pen, why can that fake one also be driven?" ”

"We signed the contract mainly on the basis of blood, and that impostor has my blood on his body, so it is enough."

"That's too fake!"

"Since it is a temporary contract and a unilateral contract, Xunmu can break the contract, and the initiative is completely attributed to Xunmu."

"Do you have a sense of this wood-finding pen?"

Jiang Liuhe shook his head, and then handed the pen to Ji Guangnian.

"You try again?" Ji Guangnian did not give up.

"The wood-seeking pen can only play a role in the hands of its owner, this pen is enshrined by incense, it is not the one that I have betrothed to, if there is really a feeling, just holding it, you can feel it."

Ji Guangnian thought about it for a while, "Let's let you leave this money here, after all, it's your Jiang family's thing." ”

When Ji Guangnian said this, Jiang Liuhe obviously felt that the pen in his hand was very reluctant to stab him.

Jiang Liuhe felt strange, but thinking that this was already spiritual, maybe he really couldn't wait for the rabbit anymore, blindly waiting for the appearance of the owner of the wood.

He sighed, "I know my mother's intentions, this money should be placed here by Ji Gongzi, and I don't know when I will find the owner of the pen in the Jiang family." I also know that this is the Jiang family's business, and it is a little difficult for Ji Gongzi. ”

When Ji Guangnian heard him say this, he hurriedly waved his hand, "It's not difficult, it's not difficult, it's a trivial matter." With that, he took the pen back.

Outside the window, it was a quiet night.

There was no wind and rain, and there was no insect chirping, and the thatched hut that was silent instantly became extremely depressing.

It was an indescribable feeling of loneliness, as if it had been abandoned by the real world.

No one knew they existed, no one knew that there was a world in the painting.