[Read the full text of the first novel with no mistakes, 69 Book Bar-www., your best choice!]
Chapter 18:18 Concubine Shangguan Pu Weiba
There was a flash of silver light, and in the courtyard there was a boy about fifteen years old dressed in white, with a silver mask on his face glowing in the moonlight, and his black hair hanging loosely behind him.
The thin red lips under the mask were slightly curved and opened slowly, "Qiang, why do you think this concubine of the Shangguan family came back to life?"
He chose the only maple tree in this dilapidated courtyard as a temporary place to stay in order to avoid being clean.
But he didn't want him to see such an interesting scene. Well, it aroused his interest in watching the show. But he couldn't help but be a little suspicious. This was not the first time he had seen this Shangguan Puwei at Shangguan's house.
I still remember the first time I returned to Shangguan's back garden. She secretly wanted to pick flowers from the garden, but was caught by the gardener. After scolding him for a while, when the gardener left, she quietly went back, picked flowers and pouted.
Her bulging appearance was so bad, and her fair cheeks made people couldn't help but want to pinch her.
After that, Shangguan Puwei left in a hurry before the gardener found out. The little body was bouncing up and down and seemed very happy.
The second time, it was her so-called mother Shi Huayin who took her to stand at the door of Shangguan's house and looked at the beauty who was brought in. Behind Shangguan Puwei, she cautiously opened her round eyes and curiously looked at everything in front of her. Those eyes
It is as clean as a spring water, crystal clear to the bottom. Looking at it for a long time will make people want to protect it, guarding that clean territory from being polluted by the world.
Of course, such thoughts only passed for a fleeting moment, and were later pushed out of his mind.
The third time he saw it was this time. He didn't expect that he would see such a subtle scene while hiding. A silver needle as thin as a cow's hair shot into Shangguan pampas grass, which was playing alone under the maple tree. After a while, Shi Huayin
She walked over, her beautiful face was full of cold color, but more of it was the desolate look behind her pair of red and phoenix eyes. After standing for a long time with her lips pressed tightly together.
Then he shouted sadly, and then a group of people gathered around Shangguan Youtan. After that, Shangguan Youtan looked at Shangguan Puwei's face proudly, and without stretching out his hand to check his breath, he was already sure.
Shangguan Puwei is dead. From another point of view, it can be seen that the nine-year-old Shangguan Youtan is indeed a talented person who can judge that a person is dead just by looking at his complexion.
At that moment, the young man on the maple tree was very upset, why he didn't save her earlier when the silver needle shot at her. Inside the maple tree, overlooking the little body under the maple tree, those tightly closed eyes
I can no longer open my eyes, and can no longer see those clean eyes without any trace of dirt.
He seemed to be unable to hear the noise not far away from her little body, and he didn't know what was wrong. His body was stiff and unable to move in the maple tree. He could only watch helplessly as she lay quietly on the cold ground.
Little people on the ground.
Suddenly I felt a touch of sadness in my heart. This child should obviously live an innocent, happy and simple life, but he carefully concealed his splendor and lived alone and quietly in a small dilapidated yard to steal half a day of leisure.
He lived so carefully, but he still could not escape the fate of death in the end. When he was feeling sad for Shangguan Puwei last year, he listened carefully and heard a subtle groan.