Mrs. Gan was awake for a moment, sweating like rain, she opened her frightened eyes, sat on the soft floor with her waist straightened, her chest rose and fell violently, and she looked left and right to find that it was a dream, but this dream was so real that she recalled every picture of the year.

Mrs. Gan moved her body and put on her shoes tremblingly, she stood up tremblingly, and walked towards the window, outside the window there was a fine light rain, the rain was not strong, it was endless, she reached out, felt the coldness on her arm, this midnight cold settled her hanging heart.

"It's been all these years, why do you still refuse to let me go, I, I've already learned that I'm wrong, your son I have raised for you, treat him like my own flesh and blood, there is no merit and hard work, right? Mrs. Gan said with tears on her face.

"It's just me to blame, if I had pulled you up earlier, then the scenery would have been different, but unfortunately, everything is late, I will definitely be punished......" Mrs. Gan left the window with a gloomy expression, she walked very slowly with each step, as if dragging the floor, and her wide robe wiped the dust all over the floor.

The cold wind passed through the hall, and she couldn't feel the biting cold, like a soulless person, wandering in the dark night.

"I didn't mean to ......"

"I really didn't mean to......"

"You've been dead for so long, why do you torture me......" Mrs. Gan's eyes were full of bloodshots, her silver-white hair was extremely messy, her cheeks were thin and sallow, and she was like two people with her peerless appearance in her early years, and now she really became a yellow-faced old woman.

"Jingle Bell. The hairpin on her bun slipped and fell to the ground, she quickly bent down to pick it up, and at the moment she looked up, she saw her own appearance on the bronze mirror, this appearance of no one and no ghost.

"Ah...... How did I become such a ghost......" Mrs. Gan muttered silently, her eyes full of astonishment, she couldn't believe that this was herself.

So she hurriedly walked to the dresser, picked up the carmine powder and painted it on her face, painted very seriously, her eyes were concentrated, and she was in good spirits with thrush and lips under the candlelight, full of red light, and her expression was quiet.

She admired her beauty in the bronze mirror, although she was already old, after carefully dressing up, she could still see the style of the year, she was very satisfied.

"Yunshu, do you think I'm beautiful?" Mrs. Gan turned left and right in front of the bronze mirror, her eyes were like silk.

"Yun Shu, when did you say the head of the family would come back, can you like my beauty when you see me? Will the makeup be lighter?

Madame Gan was immersed in the ups and downs of the orange candlelight, and kept talking, sometimes turning her head to her right, as if there was a person sitting there, and her expression was suddenly happy, sometimes sad, sometimes surprised, and sometimes angry.

I don't know when a figure stood behind her, and the appearance of that person appeared in the bronze mirror, Mrs. Gan was dumbfounded for a moment, her brows furrowed and relaxed, she suddenly turned around, and saw that the person's face was crying silently.

"Sister Yun? Is it you? Are you back?"

"Well, sister, I'm back. The beautiful woman behind her nodded slightly.

"Sister, I'll put on your makeup. The beautiful woman approached, leaned behind the cabbage language, bent down and smiled, and the smiles of two good-looking young women appeared in the bronze mirror, especially the woman who was standing, with seductive phoenix eyes, erect jade nose, and moist lips.

The two young beauties smiled at the dresser, and that smile was enough to make the men of Quanyangzhou tempted, and the cabbage language dotted her lips with red lipstick, and Yun Shu stood aside with her eyebrows.

"Boom!" A thunderclap broke out outside the window, the sound was huge, the night turned into day, there was a violent storm and fury, and the indoor lights were shaking, as if there was a sense of extinction.

"Ah, sister, it's thunder!" Kale exclaimed.

Outside the window, the light flickered, and the cabbage language looked up at the person behind her, and suddenly caught a trace of cattiness, Yun Shu's face was wrong, white and bloodless.

Then a creepy picture appeared, only to see Yun Shu tearing off her face with gentle movements, and a fox head appeared, looking at her meaningfully with charming and narrow eyes, and the fox was mocking her.

"Cabbage, remember us, the curse of our fox clan like maggots haunts you all the time, you don't try to escape in this life, don't die. The humanoid fox grinned, full of fangs.

"We will send you to the Western Heaven ...... with your good sister Yunshu"

"Hahahaha!"

"Ahhh Cabbage fell to the ground, moaning and wailing in pain, and her voice seemed very miserable in the dark night.

Mrs. Gan's cry alarmed all the maids in the courtyard, and the lights in the small courtyard were overflowing, and the sound of footsteps came one after another, and everyone rushed over with anxious faces, not knowing what was happening, but it must not be a good thing.

After arriving at the room, everyone saw Mrs. Gan fall to the ground, the house was in a mess, as if it had been looted by thieves, Mrs. Gan still had a wall cabinet on her body, five or six maids quickly rescued her, Mrs. Gan looked panicked, had lost her mind, and kept chanting: "It's not my fault, it's not my fault!"

The maids were also at a loss when they saw this, so they went to wake up the second son of Lu.

Lu Jingyuan put on a cotton coat and hurriedly ran over, and when he saw Mrs. Gan's appearance, he shouted angrily, "What happened?"

Lu Jingyuan hugged Mrs. Gan, and Mrs. Gan kept shivering in his arms, sometimes excited, sometimes quiet, she didn't even recognize Lu Jingyuan.

"What the hell is going on, and why is this happening in the house?" Lu Jingyuan's eyes were blood-red, and he kept comforting Mrs. Gan.

The maids didn't know what to do, and as soon as Mrs. Gan came to this, no one knew what was going on, and some soldiers had already searched everywhere to see if any thieves had sneaked into the house.

"Childe, we don't know, it's like this as soon as we come......" A maid was crying and trembling.

"Mother, it's all right, all right, let's go to bed...... It's okay, Jing'er is with you, don't be afraid of ......"

"It's not me, it's not me......"

"Yun Shu was not killed by me......" Mrs. Gan grabbed Lu Jingyuan's clothes, she didn't dare to look up like a child who had done something wrong.

Hearing this, Lu Jingyuan's face changed slightly, and he immediately comforted: "Mother, I know that Mother Yun was not killed by you, I know everything back then, it was an accident, and the matter has passed, why don't you mention it." ”

"I didn't kill you...... It's not me ......" The messy strands of hair covered Mrs. Gan's eyes, and her eyes were determined for something.

"Jing'er. In an instant, Mrs. Gan came back to her senses, and he recognized the young man in front of him who was holding him.

"Jing'er, it's Mrs. Gan who is sorry for you, if I hadn't missed and didn't hold Yun Shu's hand, she wouldn't have fallen off the cliff. Mrs. Gan stared at Lu Jingyuan directly.

"Mother, what did you say?" Lu Jingyuan was like a thunderbolt, he thought he had heard it wrong, and wanted to listen to it again.

"I killed her, I killed her. Mrs. Gan wept bitterly and clenched her fists.

"What really happened back then?" As if a sharp knife was cutting through an old scar, Lu Jingyuan asked with the severe pain in his heart.

"A bandit attacked us, I fled with Yun Shu to a cliff, she stumbled and fell, I grabbed her at a critical moment, but I didn't pull her up the cliff at the best time because of my own selfish desires, causing Yun Shu to fall to the bottom, all of this is my fault. Mrs. Gan suddenly pushed Lu Jingyuan away and curled up alone in a dark corner, constantly looking left and right, looking afraid.

"Original...... All this ......" Lu Jingyuan sat on the floor, bursting into tears, but he was not happy at all when he knew the truth, but his heart hurt even more, and he couldn't breathe in pain.

If he could, he would not want to uncover the truth for the rest of his life, because the truth was too bloody and crushed all his beautiful fantasies, and he didn't know what to do in the future, and the direct murderer who caused the death of his biological mother was curled up there, and at his feet was the golden knife that had killed countless people.

He couldn't pick up a knife to kill her, because she was also one of the most important women in his life, without her, he wouldn't have grown up so safe and worry-free, he had already regarded her as his own mother, and she also regarded him as his own son, how could he kill his mother?

Lu Jingyuan cried bitterly, covered his eyebrows with his five fingers and buried his head.

What the hell is going to do with him, who can tell him.

It's a pity that there is no one.

A room of maids were frightened by such a scene and didn't dare to move, some people also followed the crying pear blossom with rain, Cao Ziyan also quickly rushed over, she silently walked to Lu Jingyuan's side, glanced at the corner, and lowered her head to protect him on her chest.

"What's wrong?"

"The truth of that year was revealed, it was Mrs. Gan who accidentally killed my mother Yunshu. ”

"So what are you going to do?"

"I don't know. But I must not do that. ”

Cao Ziya understood what he meant, the man hugged her tightly, and now that's all she can do, after all, there are many things that only he can decide.

Hiding in the dark, Mrs. Gan's eyes suddenly froze, she found that the ghosts of hell were slowly approaching her, crowded, endless, calling for her coming, Mrs. Gan took out a knife out of nowhere, her face became extremely relaxed, as if relieved, she cut a knife on her neck hard, blood splashed, and blood droplets floated on Cao Ziya's dress, Cao Ziya turned her head stiffly.

"Mrs. Gan!" She rushed over in a few steps.

"Mother!" Lu Jingyuan also rushed over with rolling and crawling.

Mrs. Gan faced the ceiling in the pavilion and closed her eyes quietly, "It's good to be finally free." There was no more pain on his face.

"Mother!! Mother, why are you so stupid!"

"Mrs. Gan!

"Come on, come on, come on!" Lu Jingyuan covered the wound on Mrs. Gan's neck and shouted loudly.

He suddenly looked shocked, picked up the middle-aged woman with a thin body and hurriedly ran out of the house, at this moment all the hatred in his heart dissipated, what was it before, since it has passed, let it turn the page, and grasp it is right now.

Hatred blinds one's eyes.

As he stepped out of the threshold, he saw a familiar person.

White feathers.