The lady's lady is as warm as spring, with pearl curtains hanging over layer by layer, and there is luxury in the warmth.
A girl was lying on the warm collapse made of purple man, covered with a silk silk quilt of Yang Fei's color, a white sleeping face, her long eyelashes were shaking slightly, and her pink lips were tight
He pursed his face, as if he had dreamed of something unpleasant, suddenly his eyebrows were tightly furrowed and bit his teeth for no reason...
After a while, the person on the bed moved his long eyebrows and slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were like a pool of autumn water, quiet and pure. She seemed a little confused. Looking at everything in the room, her eyebrows were slightly frowning. It was so familiar here.
,But?
At this time, a little maid wearing a pink cotton skirt walked forward. She was in her 14th and 15 years old, with a long body, a full moon, and a smile in her eyes. She approached: "Miss, my good lady, look at me,
The lantern festival is about to begin, but you are sleeping soundly!"
The little girl on the bed said in surprise: "Nannon...Honeyoo? Why are you here? Where am I?"
She said, looking around and falling down the ground. As soon as she fell to the ground, she felt that everything had grown bigger and even the house had grown taller!
"Miss, it turns out that you are confused when you sleep? Where can I go? Isn't I always guarding the lady and waiting for the lady to wake up? And, Miss, this is the boudoir you have always lived in..." Honeysuckle said and laughed.
Looking at the confused look on her face, I just thought she was sleeping.
An Qingran walked to the bronze mirror, but saw a familiar face inside, it was herself! However, she was a little smaller, and she reached out and lowered her head, and finally raised her feet, which was a golden lotus that was not much larger than three inches.
!
An Qingran reached out and pinched her face, grinning in pain. Slowly, the confusion in her eyes changed to surprise. She came alive again? And was she alive again?
All the real touch told her that it was true, but she still couldn't believe it!
Looking around, it is exactly the same as in memory.
Thinking of the scene where Dongfang Ye and An Yanran held the child in front of her, a cold light flashed in her eyes. It seemed that God felt pity for her and made her dream come true!
"Honeyday, what is the year name this year?" An Qingran's face was filled with coldness. Even the voice was a kind of forbearing hatred.
But Honeysuckle didn't hear it. When she saw An Qingran ask her, she smiled: "Miss, is this a riddle?"
"Honeyung, just answer me." An Qingran turned around and changed her face to a calm expression. Don't scare her.
"Miss is here to take the exam for me. I remember it very clearly. This year is the 22nd year of Yunqi, and today is the Lantern Festival. My good lady, what else do you want to take the exam for me?" Miss Honeysuckle said happily.
Yun Qi has been twenty-two years old! An Qingran smiled, which means she is twelve years old now!
Twelve years old!
She happily pulled Honeysuke's hand and started spinning on the ground. Honeysuke called the lady and smiled, "Miss, did you have a good dream just now?"
An Qingran said: "Yes, a great dream!"
There is hatred and coldness in the voice...
Finally stopped, An Qingran held Honeysuke's hand and looked at her, with affection in her eyes: "Honeysuke, you have suffered..."
Honeysuckle looked at her in confusion.
An Qingran knew that she didn't understand, but she didn't need to understand. It would be enough to understand all of this yourself.