"Yan'er?" The next night, the day before departure, Yan'er was preparing to take a rest when Ke Ao suddenly entered the small building.
"What's wrong?"
"Did you see that painting?"
Yan'er blinked for a long time before suddenly remembering which painting he was referring to. It was the one she painted in the Sizhen Pavilion of Xia Kingdom, and later said it was a stolen painting.[
At first she thought about getting it back, but then she guessed it was in his hands and forgot about it.
At this time, she shook her head subconsciously: "No." Then she asked doubtfully: "What? It's gone?" Speaking of which, she had never seen the painting since it was stolen. She didn't know where he kept the painting!
Ke Ao rarely frowned with two lines on his eyebrows, and his face turned extremely ugly, "Has anyone come to the mountain?"
Yan'er shrugged, "All those grandmasters came here today!" However, she suddenly had a flash of inspiration, "But, it shouldn't be them." She frowned and thought hard, thinking about the little girl and her.
Every word she said. She seemed to remember what Shou'er said about painting...
"Don't worry, I will get it back!" Ke Ao showed a rare evil spirit. But when he saw Yan'er's frowning face, he immediately restrained himself and began to comfort her.
Yan'er shook her head, "No, I seem to remember..." Suddenly, her eyes lit up and she remembered. "Uh, I remembered."
"What?"
"Stop looking for it, you...well, you can't find it again."
"Do you know who took the painting?"
Yan'er nodded: "I probably know."
"Who is it?"
"It's the person in the painting." Yan'er muttered, "It's my master. As I said, he is the person who gave me the secret of freedom. I have a master, three senior sisters... the beauties in that painting
, it’s them...the master said...well, he couldn’t give them to you. So he took them away..."
Well, thinking about it this way, she became even more sure that Shou'er was sent by her master.
However, if Shou'er refers to her mother-in-law as a master, and Shou'er calls her aunt, wouldn't that mean... She suddenly stiffened, as if struck by lightning: "Shou'er may be my sister's daughter..."
"Yan'er?" Ke Ao looked worriedly at Yan'er whose expression was changing again and again, and reached out to touch her lightly.
Yan'er suddenly came back to his senses.
"Are you okay?"
"It's okay." Yan'er shook her head, but she was a little regretful and regretful... Why didn't she think of it at that time? If she had known... Well, her eyes suddenly lit up. By the way, Shou'er said that he would come.
Looking for her to play with! Thinking of this, she immediately became excited.
"Yan'er, you..." Ke Ao's expression was a little complicated, but he choked off the second half of the sentence, "Is there really a master?" This sentence was still not asked.[
Although when Yan'er took out the Xiaoyao Jue, she said it was given to her by her master. At that time, he only thought it was her excuse and thought that the Xiaoyao Jue was left to her by her family. After all,
The identity of Yan'er's father, a man who has passed away, is a mystery. Although it seems nothing special on the surface, because he can't find anything, there are countless possibilities!
But I didn't expect that there was actually a master... who was still the person in the painting. Thinking of her expression when she was painting that day, I couldn't help but feel something in my heart. That day, he kept looking at her, the way she looked when she was painting.
Missing, that kind of sad emotion is so strong, so strong that it’s almost suffocating!