"Who says I'm not happy, I live happily every day. Xiaoyu, you may be too sensitive. A crispy and soft woman's voice came, and just listening to this voice led to infinite reverie. With such a clear sound like a hollow valley, what would it look like?

There seems to be an inexplicable liliang in it. Listen to the ears of the wind, when even it is a shock.

This voice sounded so familiar to Sui Feng, and so unfamiliar, it had been a long time since he had been absent, right? It was so vague that even when it happened to appear in his dreams.

But even if it is vague or unreal, Sui Feng can still hear it at once, this is Bihan's voice, and there will be no mistake. Don't say that it's just a few months of separation, it's ten years and a hundred years, and you will definitely remember it with the wind. Just such a sound shook the wind and froze on the spot, looking around, for some reason, there were no disciples near the courtyard of this pavilion. With the wind, I was also happy to be quiet, found a shadow of flowers and trees, and hid in it.

"Miss, Xiaoyu has been with you for so long. I take care of Miss's every move, diet and daily life. How can I not know the temperament and thoughts of the young lady? Although the young lady did not say it, her brow never relaxed. I'm always secretly sad when others are away, I see all of this, miss, why do you hide it from me?"

The maid's voice was also a little anxious, and her heart trembled as she listened to the wind, "Has this Bihan always been unhappy?"

"I ...... Where did I hide it from you, although I didn't say it. But the heart was very happy. Xuanfeng treats me so well, and these disciples of the Murong family also respect me, but I am still not satisfied. Xiaoyu, you don't have to worry about me. ”

Bi Han's voice was very flat, as if she was simply stating a thing without any emotion. Suifeng sounded like a mixed bag, although he knew that it was not true, but when he heard Bi Han's sentence "Xuanfeng treats me so well", it was like having thousands of needles in his heart. He took a long breath before he reluctantly forced himself to calm down.

"Miss, are you still going to bully me? I watched you get married. Ever since you married the head of the Xuanfeng family. I'll never see you smile again. You can only be seen smiling in front of people, but you often cry quietly alone behind people, is this also happy? The young lady looked in the mirror and burst into tears. Is it because you're happy?"

This maid named Xiaoyu. The more she asked, the more eager she became, full of grievances for her.

"You, how did you see that? Obviously ......" Bi Han took a breath, and her words were full of surprise.

"Miss, alas...... Although I was not present at the time, are the tears you left in front of the bronze mirror also fake?Miss, why are you so forceful, what is there that is not going to go well Weishenme does not tell the master, he loves you so much, he will definitely rely on Miss. ”

"Alas......" Bi Han sighed again, "Xiaoyu, you are still young, and it is natural that you don't understand." I'm just feeling uncomfortable for a while, maybe it's because I've been bored in this Guanyun Villa for too long, and I haven't gone out for a long time. ”

"Miss, why didn't you say it earlier? Although the head of the Xuanfeng family is busy, he must still be able to squeeze in this time. I've been suffocating like this, I'm afraid I'm going to get sick, Miss, you wait, I'll go and tell the head of the house!"

As soon as the words fell, before the wind could react, he heard a "squeak", and the wooden door on the side was opened suddenly. Out of it came a maid with a curly body, presumably she was the little jade in Bihan's mouth just now. The little jade hurried out of the courtyard, stopped without stopping, and walked straight out along the path under her feet. But he didn't notice the wind hiding among the flowers and trees.

Sui Feng glanced around again, and there was silence all around, not even a single disciple guarding it. That Xiaoyu left, then there should be only Bihan alone in this courtyard, and when she thought of this, Sui Feng's heart couldn't help but be excited.

If she sneaked in quietly over the courtyard wall at this time, she would definitely be able to say a few words to her, right? With her previous relationship with herself, she shouldn't have told Murong Xuanfeng yet.

Thinking of this, Sui Feng only felt a burst of eagerness in his heart, and a heart was pounding in his chest, but it was difficult to suppress it. He took a long breath and forced himself to calm down a little, and with a light tap on his feet, his body slowly rose into the air. The courtyard wall in front of him was a little higher than he thought, and if he climbed the wall with a crane, the sound would be too loud, so he had to stretch out his fingers, insert them into the stone cracks of the brick wall, and turn over.

Fortunately, the muscles and bones of his whole body have been baptized by the sacred spring of Zanghua Villa, and he has long become tougher than iron and stone, and he gently dusted off the dust on his hands, without the slightest scar.

Quietly lying on the courtyard wall with the wind, he didn't rush in, just quietly looked at Bihan below.

Her smile is like a flower, and her posture is naturally contained in a static beauty. A hazy moonlight hung high in the sky, sprinkling a faint silver moonlight, shrouding Bihan below. It looks like she's dressed in a faint silver gauze coat, and it's a little more dusty and quiet.

However, her jade face, which was already a little pale, made her look a little more haggard because of this. It seems to be a little sickly, and the little vermilion lips under the nose have faded a little bit of color because of it. It's just that, even so, but looking at it like this, these just add a bit of elegance to her.

If you want to say that the biggest change in her is her long black hair. Originally, it was just a simple bun and draped diagonally behind him. But now, her long hair has been coiled up, and when she sees this in the wind, her heart is suddenly cold. Because he understands that the woman in front of him has waist-length long hair tied up, and she can be regarded as marrying a woman.

Whether she is good or not, she has nothing to do with herself.

Although he had been mentally prepared before, when he really saw it, it was a completely different feeling.

The heart was already very bleak, and it was even colder. I just feel that it makes no sense for me to jump down and meet her like this, "It's better not to see each other, I'll just look at her here." "Follow the wind and say secretly.

Looking at him, a scene unconsciously appeared in Suifeng's mind.

Outside the window is the bright moon, the bright moon is in the sky, and the cold silver glow is sprinkled all over the entire Daqian shijie. But for some reason, the moonlight seems to be colder tonight than ever.

Inside the window are red candles shining everywhere, and these red candles are not ordinary red candles, they are all made of fine wax and cast. It is also mixed with a lot of spices from the Western Regions, and in addition to the warmth of the candlelight, there are a few faint fragrances in the house.

Not only this red candle, but there is a sense of luxury in this room. Carved beams and painted buildings everywhere, that is, a few locks of wooden flowers are carved in a gap in the window.

The wooden table in the house is made of hundreds of years old boxwood, and it has no price. On the wooden table there was a simple dressing box and a bronze mirror. Needless to say, the jewelry in the dressing box, even a random pearl, is extremely difficult to find. The bronze mirror is even more extraordinary, the patterns engraved on the edges are delicate to the extreme, and every trace of texture is extremely detailed, to the point of being meticulous.

Even the copper mirror with such a fine pattern has no doubt about its value and utility.

And Bi Han is sitting in front of this bronze mirror at the moment, dressed in a bright red wedding dress. A golden ribbon was tied around Yingying's waist, outlining her figure unmistakably. There is a slight lead on the face, but it is still delicate as clotted fat. Dan's lips were a little red and the sides of her cheeks were slightly flushed, looking ashamed, not to mention the hairpin ornaments inserted in the bun on her head, she was still beautiful to the extreme.

Tonight is the big day for Bi Han to marry Murong Xuanfeng, and the outfits on her face have been completed, just waiting for Xuanfeng to come and greet her. It's just that she doesn't look happy. Anyone could see the melancholy emanating from her slightly furrowed brow.

"Follow my brother'......"

Dan's lips opened slightly, but it was Bi Han who stared at the mirror and slowly became distracted. But what she gently called out was another teenager's name.

Looking at it, unconsciously, my heart hurt, and I actually left tears in the mirror. Little by little, it dripped on the wooden table, a clear piece, as if it was telling something.

I don't know how long it took, looking at herself in the mirror, she actually chanted poetry like this.

Qingmei sniffed Ma Zun,

Begonias have a few tear stains.

Dawn window mirror flower candle night,

Rectify the red makeup and think about the old people.

Sui Feng's heart suddenly trembled, and he somehow returned to reality from the trance just now. What kind of bright moon and candle night are just imaginary things in his heart. Reality is still reality, but Bihan is still standing in the courtyard below.

"It turns out that all this is just my imagination after all. Sui Feng felt lonely for a while, looking at Bihan in front of him, he inexplicably felt a lot more estranged. It seems that there is no need to meet him, it is better to leave quietly like this. Quietly, Suifeng had already changed his mind.

Just wanted to leave from the top of the courtyard wall, when he suddenly saw Bihan moving below. He took two steps lightly, walked to a flower tree, gently pulled a finger, and sniffed lightly at the flowers on it. muttered: "Begonia, Begonia, you are not emotional, and weishenme is also hanging with tears?"

After that, he laughed as if he was self-deprecating. He put down the flower in his hand, turned around and walked towards the room. With the wind, she could see clearly that there were a few crystal droplets hanging on the begonia flower she had just picked up, which looked like teardrops. (To be continued......)