Ruoyu walked under the tree with floating gauze, and after half a cup of tea, she vaguely caught a glimpse of a hut similar to Leng Yuexuan standing there desolately. After walking a few steps to the edge of the courtyard, she could see a small house in the courtyard.
The woman lowered her head and faced her own direction, using scissors to cut a piece of pink gauze. The gauze material was exactly the same as the one floating on the tree.
Could it be that she deliberately led her here?
I have read some stories about hidden mysteries and immortal guides in books, but I haven't left the prince's mansion yet after all, and this woman doesn't seem to have noticed me. If I look closely, I feel that this woman
She was cutting the fabric in her hands randomly, and every scissor she dropped was careless.
Thinking that more things are worse than less things, Ruoyu took two steps back and wanted to turn around and leave, but as soon as her toes fell, she stepped heavily on a stone. Her upper body was slightly unstable and the sound she made caused The woman raised her head and met her own gaze
The moment he saw her again, Ruoyu felt as if the sound of cannons was ringing in her ears, rumbling like an overwhelming force, and her heart was also beating wildly...
Ruoyu opened her eyes wide in a daze, her eyes were sore and she didn't dare to blink, as if she was afraid that the person in front of her would disappear. The face in front of her was the same as the small black and white photo that she had seen countless times in modern times...
... dignified and beautiful
For a moment, she couldn't tell whether she was in modern times or ancient times. Ruoyu took two steps forward unsteadily and said with unsteady breath: "Mom"
Tang Zhiyan was slightly startled when she heard Ruoyu's mother's call. The hand holding the scissors trembled. Her beautiful face looked a little stunned, and the eyes that met seemed to suppress complex emotions.
Looking at the elegant blue cicada-winged gauze she was wearing, Ruoyu regained her senses a little, but moisture still dripped down her cheeks, and she murmured again: "Mother"
When Tang Zhiyan heard this sound, she also looked excited. Her trembling fingertips were shaking more and more obviously. She also walked up to Ruoyu, held Ruoyu's face with her somewhat rough hands, and kept stroking her.
He muttered: "Qing'er...are you my Qing'er?"
For a moment, Ruoyu felt that Ruo Qingwen's name was on her head, even if it was just to call her mother. The thoughts and fantasies she once had every day suddenly appeared before her eyes, which really warmed her heart.
Tears were still flowing, and she nodded vigorously in response to Tang Zhiyan's words, but she never thought...
The hand holding his face suddenly tightened, the sharp nails dug deeply into the soft skin on his cheek, and he pulled hard. The soft voice suddenly turned into a shrill scream: "You
You are a witch...you shameless witch!!"
Burning pain instantly ignited on his face. Hearing the sudden words, his heart seemed to be severely strangled. He took two steps back to avoid it, but the hand that was tearing at the hair on his face was tight.
It was so hard that he was beaten repeatedly on his body. In fact, he could easily push Tang Zhiyan away, but he couldn't bear to hurt her. When he got rid of the restraints, there seemed to be liquid dripping down his face, two drops.
The liquid fell on his hands that he hadn't put down...
A drop of tear, a drop of blood...
Tang Zhiyan, who had been pulled away, was also a little stunned as she looked at the blood on Ruoyu's face, rubbed her hands desperately, walked in circles and muttered: "She is not my child...
.I don’t have such a witch...No, no...it’s not like this..."
Tang Zhiyan felt her head hurt, and her bloody nails were deeply inserted into her hair. She fell to the ground, but she happened to see the pair of pink silk scissors and took them out suddenly.
He picked up the scissors and pounced straight towards Ruoyu who was still standing there.
The tip of the scissors coming towards me was facing my neck...
Ruoyu was busy reaching out to grab Tang Zhiyan's scissors, but she kicked her left knee indiscriminately and was directly laid down on the ground. Tang Zhiyan also held the scissors and pressed it on her body. The scissors that came quickly came again.
Once, it pointed directly at her throat. Seeing the madness on that face, Ruoyu used all her strength to push the person on her side and turned over. In the struggle, she finally grabbed the scissors.
Ruoyu panted rapidly and half-folded on Tang Zhiyan's body, holding the pair of scissors in her hands. Seeing the anger in her eyes slowly fade away, she was about to turn over and help her up when she heard a sarcastic sound.
"Ruo Qingwen, do you want to kill your mother?"
Jun Wuxia squinted his eyes and stood in front of him, smiling lightly as he looked at the scissors in his hand that happened to be pointed at Tang Zhiyan and asked.