Chapter 110: Xiu Ya Yuan

When the light of the mallow palm faded, the painting was no longer mottled, and the contents inside were clearly visible, and began to shine with white jade.

Although it is a colorless ink painting, it can be seen from the content of the painting that it was a sunny day at that time, just because of the people and lush vegetation inside.

The westernmost part is painted with a pavilion, named "Lanxin Pavilion", along the way, also drew a path surrounded by grass and trees, all the way to the east, there is a palace again, named "Xiuya Garden".

This small garden, not big or small, just right, is in this palace, there are few palaces that are not so magnificent, extravagant and heavy, but there is a bit of Fengxiao courtyard style.

However, the most noteworthy thing is that in the painting, two people are depicted, the woman is down-and-out and generous, sitting in the gazebo, looking at her posture as if she is tinkering with the needle and thread in her hands, between her eyebrows and eyes, she is full of love.

On the side, a boy about seven or eight years old was fluttering butterflies, and an older boy was sitting on a stone pier reading a book.

The picture in this is warm and lovely.

Mallow grabbed the corner of the painting, closed it gently, and tucked it into her sleeve, knowing that she was not capable of exploring the past stories in the painting, but she could still guess a thing or two.

"The woman in this painting should be Xiao Zhiche's mother. Such a gentle and generous woman who can work roughly, but she is not like this kind of noble lady who only knows pleasure in the world, this boy should be Xiao Zhiche, yes, as for this other boy..."Mallow thought for a long time and said softly.

Memories gave her the answer, thinking that in Su Yilan's memories, Xiao Yitian and Xiao Zhiche, the current sons of heaven, are still from the same mother, and the previous harmonious picture can only become a vicissitudes of life.

It turns out that the queen mother of the two of them is this woman?

Mallow feels that such a woman is out of place in a golden wire cage like the palace, and she will definitely be cold for a lifetime.

But why was her son, one indifferent, the other ruthless? How did two people with such different personalities come to be born like this? Could it be innate?

"Xiu Ya Yuan?" muttered to himself.

Mallow looked firm, and came up with a rough idea, these inextricable bonds, the answer will only be in this woman.

However, now Mallow has no time to unravel the mystery between them, she knows very well that such a mother and two brothers, if this woman will be an irreplaceable person in Xiao Zhiche's heart, then for Xiao Yitian, it is conceivable what status it will be?

Therefore, after extrapolating it in reverse, Mallow is sure that Xiuyayuan will be the place where the emperor Xiao Yitian wants to "heal and heal" the most.

Because, if it were her, she would definitely go back to the most beautiful place in her heart and the place she didn't want to destroy when she was dying.

Capture the thief and capture the king first, if you can find this old emperor now, wouldn't it be much faster than torturing Qiu Zhong?

I didn't expect that she and Huai Yuan had also helped Su Yilan and Xiao Zhiche, but did Xiao Zhiche also help her?

Malqueck smiled bitterly, thought about it, raised his hand and immediately pinched out a small flower, and ordered softly: "Go, help me find this Xiuya Temple." ”

After Huai Yuan's previous mention to her, as well as a breakthrough in her state of mind, Mallow has always felt that the energy surging in her body has been able to understand the small tricks she learned with her aunt in the secret realm before, and now she can use it freely, but it is no longer just "bigger and smaller".

Besides, taking a shortcut with such a small trick like her is not a spell, and it doesn't hurt anyone, so it won't go to the sky.

Mallow looked at the small window quietly, the sky seemed to be white, did it have to hurry.

After waiting for a while, she heard a cry of joy in her ears.

"Fairy, fairy!

This kind of dialogue is a unique secret among the flower and plant spirits and fairy spirits, after all, there are all flowers and trees in the world, not to mention the little flower spirit that Malallow made with her own strength.

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