Yanyang City is the imperial capital of the Yan Kingdom, and Hongjun was the Yan Kingdom established here. In the scorching city in early spring, the people are full of voices and the sun is shining. In this spring season, the people on the streets are busy with their own things and running for their own livelihood.

Pushing open the window and looking at the people walking back and forth on the ground, Yi Shuihan felt very interesting. Slowly close your eyes and feel the breeze pouring into the room, feeling cool and comfortable.

"It's rare to see so many people, right?" Su Qingyi's faint voice sounded from behind him.

"It's rare, it's only been a lot lately, it's a little noisy, but it feels good. Yi Shuihan still looked at the passers-by, and his expression revealed a trace of loneliness and depression beyond his age.

Looking at the distraction, Su Qingyi put down the teacup in his hand, a trace of remorse and a trace of pity flashed in his eyes, and then turned into anger.

"You shouldn't have been handed over to the fourth child to raise in the first place, but you became an old man at a young age. ”

Yi Shuihan didn't listen to Su Qingyi's words, slowly turned his head, looked at Su Qingyi with burning eyes, and said softly, "What's my mother's name?"

Staring at Yi Shuihan's somewhat pale cheeks, Su Qingyi said, "Yi Shutang!"

"Why didn't she raise me?" Yi Shuihan blurted out without the slightest pause.

Su Qingyi looked at Yi Shuihan, who stood in front of the window, blocking the light that came into the room from outside. He could faintly hear the tremor in Yi Shuihan's voice, and he should have mustered up a lot of courage to ask this sentence.

"I died, I died in childbirth when I gave birth to you. ”

Su Qingyi's slightly gloomy voice came from his ears, and Yi Shuihan felt a buzzing sound in his head, and his face seemed to be a little paler. He slowly turned around, sat on the ground and picked up the teacup in front of him, poured it into his mouth, and then picked up the teapot next to him, poured another cup and drank it, as if he had said a lot of words and was very thirsty now, the cup could no longer satisfy him, he picked up the teapot and poured it into his mouth desperately.

His mother died, Yi Shuihan didn't know whether to be happy or sad, and he didn't know what kind of answer he wanted. Mother doesn't want to live anymore, will she be a little miserable? Mother is dead, this doesn't seem to be the answer Yi Shuihan wants. Put down the kettle, lower your head, Yi Shui Han sighed slowly, human nature is really complicated!

Looking at Yi Shuihan's empty eyes, Su Qingyi felt another pain in his heart. I forgot that the pot that Yi Shuihan drank just now was the best Luofeng tea that only came out in three years, and even more forgot that the fourth child accidentally broke a pot of him and was chased and beaten by him for three days.

"The book says that drinking tea can calm my mind, why can't my mind calm down? ”

Yi Shuihan looked at the teapot he had just put down, his voice trembling slightly.

At this moment, a light suddenly flashed in the depths of Yi Shuihan's eyes, and he raised his head to look at Su Qingyi, who was close at hand, "I take my mother's surname, what about my father?"

Looking at Yi Shuihan's eyes that shimmered with a little starlight, Su Qingyi, a great monk who had already become famous in the world more than ten years ago, actually had the idea of avoiding it. Straightening up slightly, Su Qingyi looked directly at Yi Shuihan's gaze, "I know this, but your mother has a will, I can't say it." ”

"Did my mother leave her last words?" Yi Shuihan looked at Su Qingyi with a blank look in his eyes, and there was a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

Su Qingyi also looked at Yi Shuihan, but fine sweat flowed from his eyebrows, and he was also very nervous at the moment. But why? Why is he nervous when he has attained nirvana? What is there to be nervous about?

This is entirely because he cares about Yi Shuihan and Yi Shuihan's feelings, and he doesn't want this little grass swaying in the wind to sleep in the wind.

"Uncle Shi, I'll go out for a walk!" Yi Shuihan slowly raised his head and looked at Su Qingyi, and withdrew with a slight salute.

Looking at Yi Shui's cold eyes, Su Qingyi's heart tingled again. Thinking of his daughter's innocent and lovely appearance, he couldn't help but complain in a low voice, picked up the teapot in front of him, but felt that his hand was light, and he looked down and saw that his eyes were suddenly round, and for a long time, there was a lament in Su Qingyi's room.

"My tea, a pot every three years!"

Yi Shuihan and Su Qingyi, the inn where they stayed was a mundane storefront opened by the Yin Yang Sect in Yanming City. There is a garden in the backyard of the inn for guests to enjoy the garden, cultivate sentiment, and relieve the fatigue of a trip.

The garden is small but unusually neat, with all kinds of flowers blooming one after another. As soon as you get closer, you can smell the fragrance of various flowers in the air.

Yi Shuihan slowly walked to the backyard, thinking back to Su Qingyi's words, his mind was difficult to calm down for a while. He didn't ask Su Qingyi too much, because he didn't want him to be embarrassed, and he could feel that Su Qingyi was really good to him.

The breeze blew, and a faint fragrance of flowers wafted in, and Yi Shuihan raised his head gently. I didn't expect to break into here unconsciously, looking at the flowers in the garden, smelling the fragrance of flowers in the air, and my mood was changing a little bit.

"Chick orchids, maple chrysanthemums, forget-your-worry grasses, fire orchid leaves, daffodils. ”

Flower names floated out of Yi Shuihan's mouth, as if he had been a florist for many years, and there were no flowers he didn't know.

"......" Yi Shuihan was stuck.

Looking at the flowers in front of him, Yi Shuihan frowned slightly. This pot of flowers is very strange, the tower is placed in an unoccupied corner, it is not very conspicuous, and it is not very easy to see without looking carefully. The dark green oval leaves have a pointed head on the head, but there are only two small flowers growing on such dense leaves, one black and white, and the other black and black.

"It's a lover's flower!"

I don't know when, there was a woman standing not far from him, probably about the same age as him, on the aqua green long skirt, a few butterflies were sporadically embroidered on the skirt, the skin was like congealed fat, and the white and slender jade arms naturally hung down in front of him.

"Lover's flowers, why didn't I see it in the Hundred Flowers? Yi Shuihan frowned slightly, and continued to mutter, "Could it be that I missed it?" raised his head and looked at the woman not far away, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

"I didn't expect that Gongzi would read miscellaneous books such as Hundred Flowers Strange Records, although the Lover's Flower is not an ancient strange flower, but it is also a spiritual grass, naturally it will not appear in the Hundred Flowers Strange Record, and there are more than 100 kinds of flowers in the world. The woman smiled lightly and walked over slowly.

Smelling the faint fragrance of flowers in the garden, Yi Shuihan recalled it carefully, and his brows couldn't help frowning even tighter "No, there is no record in the fairy grass record. Yi Shuihan looked at the two small flowers in front of him and shook his head vigorously.

"Well, I didn't expect Childe to be so knowledgeable!" The woman's pupils shrank, and she looked at Yi Shuihan in surprise.

"Although this lover's flower is a fairy grass, it has no substantial value, just some small characteristics, which makes people feel very interesting. The woman moved lightly, walked to Yi Shuihan's side, looked at the lover flower in front of her, and showed a faint smile on her face.

"Small features. ”

Yi Shuihan carefully looked at the lover flower in front of him for a long time, then turned his head to look at the young woman, and said, "I didn't find anything different, except that it looks a little special?"

The young woman chuckled softly, and suddenly reached out and grabbed the pair of small white flowers.

Yi Shuihan just wanted to reach out to stop it, but found that the two small flowers actually moved, the white flowers were hiding behind the black flowers, and the black flowers also took the initiative to block in front.

The young woman just shook her hand, looked at the two little flowers, and quietly came out of her mind, as if thinking about something.

After thinking for a long time, he continued: "This lover's flower is really like a lover's lovers, if you want to pluck the white flower, you must first pluck the black flower, and if you pluck the black flower, the white flower will die immediately.

Yi Shuihan looked at the two little flowers in front of him, he didn't expect to be so spiritual, and sighed lightly: "So smart, I'm afraid even people can't do it without hesitation, right?"

"People definitely can't do it, especially men!" The young woman looked at the lover flower in front of her, as if talking to herself, and as if she was saying to Yi Shuihan, but no matter who she said to Yi Shuihan, she could hear the resoluteness in his tone.

"People are rich in emotions and have a lot of things that they can't let go, so naturally they can't do it without hesitation. Looking at this little black flower, Yi Shuihan thought that when her mother was dying, the one she couldn't let go of the most should be herself.

"What are you thinking? The woman slowly came back to her senses, looking at Yi Shuihan looking at the pot of flowers in a daze, and the woman patted him gently.

"Yes!"

Suddenly coming back to his senses, Yi Shuihan looked at the woman who was close at hand. The skin is like clotted fat, the blow can be broken, the breeze blows through the green silk in front of the forehead, and the indescribable feeling of chic dust is like a fairy above the nine heavens, and Yi Shui Han is sluggish on the spot.

"Ahh

After being silent for a long time, Yi Shuihan couldn't help but scream, as if he had been hit hard, and took a few steps back. Lowering his head slightly, Yi Shuihan felt that his face was hot, and a large red cloud rose on his handsome face.

The woman looked at Yi Shuihan like the big boy next door who was shy and panicked, and laughed "giggle".

Seeing that the woman was smiling and bent over, Yi Shuihan felt even more embarrassed for a while.

"You...... You!" couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

Seeing Yi Shuihan's appearance, the woman smiled even more backwards.

Staring straight at the woman's smiling appearance, Yi Shuihan suddenly figured it out. Looking up at the sky, the dazzling sun made people unable to open their eyes.

Su's mother said that there is no mother in the world who does not love her child, and her mother should not want to be sad because of her death, right?

The woman seemed to have laughed enough, looked at Yi Shuihan and looked at the sky stupidly, and suddenly Yi Shuihan shouted loudly.

"Hey, what are you looking at?"

Yi Shuihan slowly lowered his head and looked at the woman, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and the woman also looked at Yi Shuihan with wide eyes, and she really didn't know what to laugh at.

With the fragrance of flowers, the sweet wind blew through the two of them, and he smiled when they looked at each other, and she laughed too, I don't know the cause, let alone the reason, in short, I just laughed.

"What are you looking at?"

"What are you looking at?"

At the same time, the same words, the two said it together, it seemed so tacit.

"What were you thinking about just now?" the woman didn't know why, and her expression suddenly turned cold

"Something has finally figured it out. Yi Shuihan looked at the woman in surprise, and he couldn't accept the woman's sudden change.

"Then why are you looking at me directly?"

Listening to the woman's questioning, Yi Shuihan was at a loss for a while, like a thief who had been caught, and felt embarrassed.

"It's because I'm good-looking!" Without waiting for Yi Shuihan to answer, the woman took a big step forward.

The woman's pretty face suddenly approached, Yi Shuihan felt even more embarrassed, turned around and wanted to leave, but accidentally kicked the flower pot next to him, fortunately, the reaction was quite sensitive, and he caught the flower pot in time.

"What's your name?" the woman looked at Yi Shuihan's embarrassed appearance and continued to say coldly.

Stretching out his hand to straighten the flower pot, he looked back at the woman, cold, still without the slightest smile.

"Yi Shuihan, that's my name. Yi Shuihan slowly straightened up, and his two eyes were equally staring straight at the woman. After staring at it for a long time, Yi Shuihan arched his hand slightly, turned around and walked in the direction he came.

The girl looked at Yi Shuihan's distant back, the coldness on her cheeks melted like ice and snow, and in a blink of an eye, there was a peach blossom-like smile. After a long time, the woman slowly put away the smile on the corner of her mouth and frowned slightly, "Sure enough, you just came out of the forest, but with your mother's surname Yi, who is your father?"