This contradictory feeling made Ji Nuan a little overwhelmed, and when she was three feet away from the painting, she stopped and stared at the magnificent palace in the painting, her clear eyes suddenly misted.

Time seemed to stand still, everything around her seemed to disappear, and in a trance, she was already in the palace in the painting.

A painful moan suddenly sounded in his ears, and Ji Nuan looked around in a panic, looking for the source of the sound.

When she listened quietly, the voice suddenly disappeared, and she walked forward slowly, her jade hand caressing the pear wood round table in the upper hall, and a hanging heart 'plopped' and beat wildly.

There seemed to be a sense of stickiness under the feet, and when I looked down closely, I realized that it was blood, and the bright red blood was like a winding little snake, all the way to the bottom of the golden silk nan wood carved bed.

Looking up, I saw that the plain white brocade quilt on the bed had already turned blood-red, and the woman in red tried her best to raise her skinny little hand, as if calling someone.

His heart throbbed violently, and Ji Nuan hurriedly bypassed the blood flowing on the ground and walked slowly towards the woman.

Every time she took a step closer, the pain intensified, and the mist lingering in her eyes had already turned into crystal tears and fell, Ji Nuan sobbed and wanted to hold her hand, but her fingers penetrated directly through her hand.

Looking closely, the woman in red looks very similar to herself, but she is not the same, her small face is white and red, and she has recently been raised by Song Wangchen to be a lot rounder, and the woman is not only as white as paper, but also has her cheekbones and eyes are deep, and even her lips are dry and white, looking like she has been sick for a long time, Ji Nuan was shocked in vain that this woman was a night spirit.

The night spirit's long curled eyelashes quivered slightly, and she seemed to be trying hard to open them, but she couldn't.

The sound of "pop" startled Ji Nuan to look sideways, and saw that the night spirit wearing red clothes could not cover the big hole in the abdomen that was constantly gushing blood, and the sound just now was actually the sound of blood dripping down the edge of the bed to the ground.

She remembered that the night beaver had shown her that the night spirit was pregnant, could it be that her child had been forcibly stripped from her womb?

Ji Nuan was so shocked that she covered her mouth and took two steps back, shaking her head and crying, her heart was filled with indescribable soreness, she really wanted to help Ye Ling, but she couldn't touch her at all.

"Knock,"

When he heard another sound, he saw that the night spirit's little hand had fallen weakly on the edge of the bed, and the cherry lips on his pale cheeks were open and closed, but he couldn't make a sound anyway.

Ji Nuan could clearly know what she was going to say, so he said with her: "Ling Cheng, you don't want to leave me again in the next life, unless, I don't want you!"

Tang Yanyan's palm supporting his head suddenly slipped down, so frightened that he woke up from his sleep, Ji Nuan seemed to have said something Ling Cheng just now, he first rubbed his sleepy eyes, and then stood up reluctantly.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Ji Nuan as if he had fallen into an evil spirit, raising his hand and staggering towards the wall, he hurriedly stepped forward to break her back, and asked her what kind of wind she was smoking?

But as soon as he asked the words, he regretted it, because he had never seen Ji Nuan crying with red and swollen eyes and tears, and he vaguely felt that the situation was not good, so he called her name and asked her what was wrong?

Ji Nuan's eyes were misty and floating, and she didn't seem to hear what he said at all, but she just wanted to turn around.

Tang Yanyan was so anxious that when he really had nothing to do, he pinched her shoulders and shook her back and forth.

Ji Nuan suddenly trembled, raised her teary eyes like waking up from a dream, and choked up: "I don't know what's wrong with me, I just feel so sad, so sad...... It's as if something very important, very important has been lost here, so sour, so astringent, so painful!" she clutched her chest, tears in her eyes sliding down the back of her trembling hand like beads of broken thread.

"Let's go! I'll take you away. Seeing her sad and painful appearance, Tang Yanyan felt uncomfortable, and felt that this place was a little weird, so he wanted to take her away.

"No, I can't go!" Ji Nuan suddenly pushed him away with uncontrollable emotions, pointed to the landscape painting on the wall, and was so anxious that he turned back and forth, "Night Spirit, Night Spirit is still in that painting, she, she is dying, I have to save her, save her children, save them, yes! Save them." The excited and choked tone seemed to be narrating to Tang Yanyan, and it seemed to be talking to himself.

"What kind of night spirit, Ji Nuan, what are you talking nonsense? Don't fix me, it's really not fun at all, let's go back!" Tang Yanyan was already timid, and when he saw that Ji Nuan really seemed to have fallen into an evil spirit, he couldn't stop shaking his arms, and his bright eyes looked left and right, for fear that an unjust soul would come out and eat him alive.

In the blink of an eye, Ji Nuan had already reached out and stroked the landscape painting, and the sudden strong light made it difficult for him to open his eyes, but he didn't forget to pounce on him and grab Ji Nuan's arm.

"Ah~" Tang Yanyan shouted in horror, and disappeared into the dormitory with Ji Nuan.

The two people guarding the door outside the hall heard the sound and looked for it, and saw that Yuzhuzun's bedroom was faintly flickering with a faint light, the two looked at each other, and when they pushed the door in panic, they found nothing, and even the glimmer just now had disappeared.

The silence in the hall was terrifying, and the two of them couldn't help but feel excited, so they tacitly thought that nothing had happened, and ran out quickly.

"Ouch, it hurts!" Another scream, Tang Yanyan touched his ass and grinned his teeth to get up from the ground, and when he opened his eyes, he was stimulated by the golden hall and closed his eyes again.

After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes with his sleeves, and after getting used to the light here, he began to look around at the surrounding scenery, Meilan, bamboo, chrysanthemum, green mountains, green water trees, the morning geese flying, the lotus pond fish swimming, the scenery here is so beautiful that it is like a dream, but why there is no sound around at all, the silence is terrifying.

What kind of place is this? What about Ji Nuan? Why is nothing good happening with her, is it that she has crossed over again?

Suddenly hearing a sobbing from behind him, Tang Yanyan turned around and saw Ji Nuan standing in place stunned, the tears in his eyes sliding down without stopping for a moment, but with a smile on his face, no matter how he looked at it, he felt extremely weird.

Tang Yanyan was very flustered, Ji Nuan had been wrong since just now, he even wondered if she was possessed by a demon, he didn't dare to step forward, he didn't dare to call her, he just looked at her with a shudder.

Ji Nuan stared stupidly at the palace with the plaque of leisurely residence, and a woman in a white gauze skirt suddenly appeared in her mind, she sat on the side of the bookcase with one hand on her cheek, and her jade fingers tapped on the bookcase with only some paintings of trees, and arrogantly and cutely said to the man in white who was holding a sheep's hair: "You can paint a palace here, I want it to be gold bricks and blue tiles, luxurious and luxurious." ”

The man smiled and asked her, "Why do you want gold bricks and tiles?" His tone was extremely doting, and his smile was extraordinarily gentle, but his eyes revealed imperceptible pain and tiredness.

"Don't you know that Kanaya is so stupid!" the woman kept giggling, laughing innocently.

Ji Nuan could clearly feel that there were countless sadness and helplessness hidden in her short sentence, she was always smiling, but the blood-colored roses dyed on the white gauze skirt showed her smile to be particularly desolate.

The picture suddenly turned, and I saw that the man was busy riding a swing in the courtyard, and his handsome cheeks were covered with beads of sweat, but he didn't pay attention to it, just pulled the rope to test the firmness, and then trotted into the wooden house satisfied.

When he reappeared, there was already a woman in red with a smile in his arms, he put her down gently, helped her to sit on the swing, and gently shook the rope, the force of the push was very small, so small that he only pushed forward a foot and then retreated, but he was holding the rope with one hand and supporting her with the other, and the appearance of carefully protecting her was as if she pushed a little farther, and she would fly away.

There was a thick smile on the woman's thin little face, her happiness and satisfaction were shown in her eyebrows, and only the laughter of the two could be heard in the wind, which made people yearn for it at first sight.

She asked, "Xianggong, what do you say is the name of our child?"

"As long as Ling'er takes it, anything can be done!" he squatted in front of her and smiled at her, and scratched lightly on the tip of her delicate nose.

"I've already thought about it, if the boy is called Ling Ye, the girl will call her Ling Ling, there are you and me, our children!" She raised her little head proudly, like a child begging to perform, waiting for his praise.

Sure enough, he did not hesitate to praise her for her ice and snow intelligence, and praised her for her good nature.

Both of them were smiling, and they hugged each other tightly, but Ji Nuan was very uncomfortable, and even his breathing was painful.

In the blink of an eye, I saw Ye Ling sitting at the wooden table with his hands on his cheeks, his fingertips lightly tapping the pear nest on his jade cheeks, and he was waiting for Ling Cheng to feed him with his mouth slightly open.

Ling Cheng held up the jade bowl in one hand, and held the spoon in the other hand to cool the soup close to his lips, before he sent it into the mouth of the night spirit with a smile, but she was so hot that she frowned and sighed, and her two small hands kept stirring around her lips, so startled that he hurriedly put down the jade bowl spoon in his hand, and approached her lips to help her blow cooler, but the bad night spirit held his head with both hands and kissed his lips playfully, and the two of them lingered in a warm feeling......

The pictures in her mind kept switching, and Ji Nuan saw many pictures of the two getting along, they were like ordinary people grabbing rice grains to feed chickens, driving sheep to walk on the shore of Zhishui Lake, or snuggling up to the top of Qilin Mountain to enjoy the flowers and the moon, or she just sat quietly by the bookcase, staring at him painting.

If it weren't for the woman's increasingly thin body and rapidly aging face, if it weren't for the indissoluble sorrow between the man's eyebrows and the indelible haze in his eyes, they would definitely be the happiest couple in the world.

Ji Nuan knew from the beginning that those two were Night Spirit and Ling Cheng, and the place where she was standing now was the Qiankun painting made by Ling Cheng, she just couldn't figure out whether those memories were real, or was this painting an illusion that gave birth to her?

But she knew that Ling Cheng was not a person with a bad heart as the night beaver said.

On the contrary, Ji Nuan could see countless tenderness and doting in his eyebrows and eyes, especially when she saw the picture of Ling Cheng feeding the night spirit, she was faintly jealous in her heart.

Song Wangchen and Ling Cheng were clearly the same person, but he had never treated her like this, so much so that she earnestly wanted to know if she was a night spirit?