Lin Qingran smiled slowly, her smile was like a phoenix on the lake, so soft and light.
Feeling the moist smell in the air, it seemed that the water pavilion was approaching. The girl who was leading the way stopped, pointed to the nearby place and respectfully explained: "Princess, that is the water pavilion. In the past, the prince often stayed at the water pavilion after returning to the palace.
, and there is no one to serve you, except for the chief manager, no one in the house can get close to it, so I can only lead you here."
Lin Qingran nodded and strolled away. The red gold pavement and white jade steps exuded an aura of luxury and elegance. The sparkling lake surface and a few unbroken lotus plants swayed in the moonlight.
For some reason, Lin Qingran felt uneasy in her heart. The waterside pavilion in front of her made her heart pound. She always felt that there was something unknown in the waterside pavilion with white gauze swaying through the glass.
Calling her.
Entering the waterside pavilion, there is a warm breath. Even though the glass is sparkling outside and the night wind is howling, the waterside pavilion is still as warm as spring, and there are no charcoal basins around.
Lin Qingran felt as if she had been struck by lightning, staring at the portrait hanging in the waterside pavilion. The person in the portrait was very familiar to her. She could see the face in the bronze mirror every day, but the scene and the clothes were strange and familiar at the same time.
The white clothes were fluttering, the peach blossoms were blooming, and the dancing posture was moving. Although it was in the painting, it was lifelike. She could almost hear the dancing girl's laughter.
Lin Qingran was suddenly stunned, her blood was boiling, and the surging thoughts were crawling from her back to her mouth. A bitterness was stuck in her throat, like lava rolling around. There was a slight gap, and it was about to burst out. She closed it
He opened his eyes and used all his strength to swallow the pain.
Vaguely, my thoughts went back, and the memories were woven into a scene that was as light as clouds - in the past life, she danced in the plum blossom forest, and the flowers were fragrant.
Perhaps at the moment of rebirth, she no longer wanted to repeat the past, so she would not do the things in her previous life. Merlin Manwu had never done it in this life.
But Yun Zheng was able to draw her graceful and dancing appearance with his own hands. He...
So many things that I couldn't figure out were finally solved after seeing this portrait.
It turns out that Yun Zheng and she share memories of past lives.
This bad guy, the love from the past life, the love from this life, how come...
Her eyes were so sore, but no tears came down. She was happy, happy... extremely happy.
She stood silently, and after an unknown amount of time, she took a breath and stepped out of the waterside pavilion. Her beautiful eyes were astonishingly bright, and her steps were even a little jumpy. Faint lights emanated along the way, and along the winding corridor of the waterside pavilion, the wind
blow up, pinch
The cool lake water wet the hem of her skirt, but she didn't care at all. The weeping willows on the shore brushed their withered branches on her face, making them itchy and tangled, as if they were destined to
locks, gently hooking her hair.
Yun Zheng, I owed you a lot in my previous life. Thanks to God's mercy, I can still meet you in this life.
With you like this, what more could I ask for?
For some reason, her excited steps stopped and her heart suddenly tightened. She turned around slowly and stared slightly. On the other side of the waterside pavilion, a figure that had been lingering in her sleep for a long time actually appeared.
In front of her eyes.
Her whole body turned into a wooden sculpture in an instant. She wanted to lift her legs, but they seemed to weigh heavily. She could only stand there quietly, as if she had seen him, and as if she suspected that she was in a dream.
That dream that was once vague, but actually happened.
And he was exactly like Wen Ya Fengyi back then, wearing a light blue dress, a light silk cloak, half-tied black hair, lips like red dots, and eyes like cold stars. Just such a quiet gaze had taken away countless brilliance in her world.