She looked at Chen Hua and felt deeply in her heart: Ya'er had so many people who loved her during her childhood. Thinking about it, she should be happy!
Then I thought of myself again and felt sad: Why is my life so unfortunate?
"Di Ji, come with me!" She suddenly decided on something.
"Where are you going?" Chen Hua was stunned.
Yage didn't answer, but took her and hurried to Jiaofang Palace.
In the room where Concubine De lived.
Chen Hua was stunned, and Li Shuwan even shed tears.
"You are..." The woman in front of him had a disfigured face and sunken eyes. Chen Hua could not recognize who she was.
But, looking at her, she felt extremely kind.
And that figure was so familiar.
"Chen Hua, my daughter..." Li Shuwan choked, rushing up to her regardless and hugging her tightly.
Chen Hua's body trembled.
"Are you... the concubine?" Chen Hua touched her face covered with scabs with a trembling hand. Chen Hua was ecstatic, but also scared.
She was afraid that all this was just a dream!
Seeing this scene, Ya Ge let out a long sigh and quietly backed out.
Three days later at noon, the sky suddenly became covered with dark clouds.
The severe cold penetrates people's bones and blood.
Ya Ge was in the piano room, playing the music score Chen Hua taught her.
In these three days, Chen Hua met De Fei, Cui Er, and also De Concubine.
Li Shuwan, the more old friends she sees, the more worried Yage becomes.
She was afraid that this move would bring misfortune to these people!
"Master," as soon as the music of the piano stopped, Aunt Zhuang led Chen Hua and Cui'er into the house.
Behind him, he also followed Xiao Fanzi.
Ya Ge was overjoyed, then turned to Aunt Zhuang and said hesitantly: "You..."
Aunt Zhuang smiled, stretched out her hand, and took off the human skin mask on her face. She was shocked to see that it was Concubine De.
"Oh my God," Ya Ge exclaimed, stood up, and circled around her: "It's so similar. I didn't expect that, aunt, you even have the exact same voice!"