After returning to the villa, Xiao Qingyue carried some of the bought rouge. When she passed by the study, she couldn't help but move again and wanted to go in. As soon as she reached the door, the door inside and outside was opened. The two inside and outside were stunned when they saw each other.

Seeing the man's inquiring eyes, Xiao Qingyue quickly put on a smile, "Why did you come back so early today?"

After looking at her for a moment, the man replied in a gentle voice, "Well, there is nothing to do in Yangzhou Prefecture and I will be back. We will get married tomorrow. I will arrange some things myself."

Xiao Qingyue laughed twice again, trying to make herself look natural.

At this time, the man also saw what she was carrying, "I heard you went out to buy things."

"Yeah, I bought some rouge powder"

"Is that so? I happened to have someone customize several colors of red hairpins for you. They have been sent to the main courtyard. I'll take you to see it."

"Okay" glanced at the closed door behind her. She wanted to go in several times in the past two days... But in the end, she hesitated again. She was very scared and was also escaping...

Xu Fu, the housekeeper in the mansion, once said that Xiao Nanfeng usually does not let anyone enter this study at will. She has lived here for so long and has never doubted it. Until recently...

It is said that women's intuition is very effective, and Xiao Qingyue's thoughts and intuition are on that scroll... She will get married to that person tomorrow, but she feels vaguely uneasy.

At this time, the servants in the villa were decorating the bright red silk and lanterns slowly being hung, and everyone was preparing for tomorrow's wedding.

Xiao Qingyue is now over the age of getting married. She feels like an old girl. She didn't expect that she would marry the most unlikely person at the time.

At this moment, Xiao Nanfeng was walking slowly in front of her, looking at the man's back, and the person following him gradually emerged from the spirit...

From the first encounter to now, over the years, this person's appearance and mind have never changed. It seems that only she has changed... knowing each other, knowing each other, and devoted herself to her heart.

She wanted to know how he would place the woman who was brought back, and she also wanted to ask him in person who that woman looked like...

But in the end, she didn't have the courage to ask, and opened her mouth. All the illusions will be shattered at the moment. Can she bear the final result? She doesn't know...

After entering the house, I came to the dressing table, and there were beads and hairpins on it. These were all selected by Xiao Nanfeng himself. Among so many things, Xiao Qingyue caught a carefully crafted plum blossom red hairpin at first sight. She picked it up and looked at it carefully...

The man saw the one she picked up and said, "Do you like it? I personally drew the pattern to make people."

There was sadness in the woman's drooping eyes... It was plum blossom again...

He chuckled and rubbed the things in his hand, and replied with a quarrel, "I like it, it's very beautiful."

"I hope you can bring it with you tomorrow and always carry it with you."

"Okay" I will do whatever you like... It's okay to be someone else's substitute.

The man did not see her strangeness, as if he was immersed in tomorrow's happy event. The woman finally became his veritable wife. It would be enough to have her company for the rest of his life.

The next day, the entire Xiao House was decorated with lights and colorful lights everywhere, with red makeup and red eyes all over the eyes.

Concerned about Xiao Qingyue's identity, Xiao Nanfeng did not invite many guests. Despite this, the wedding was still very grand.

At this moment, Xiao Qingyue was sitting in front of the dressing table, staring blankly at the person in the bronze mirror, with no joy on her face as she was about to marry a bride. On the table next to her was placed a bright red wedding dress that had only been made not long ago. She had two sets of wedding dresses. The wedding dress that she had not had time to wear was put on hold. Xiao Qingyue originally wanted to use that set as a wedding dress, but Xiao Nanfeng disagreed. Everything he gave her must be new. Just like today's villa, everything was completely renewed.

But no matter how new the clothes are, they can't wear the person he originally wanted...

Xiao Qingyue felt a little chest tight and short of breath for a moment. She got up and said to Lian Fu and Luluo who were busy in the house, "I have a little chest tightness. Go out for some breathing, you guys are busy first." Then she left the house alone.

It's another sunny day, today's sky is so blue and cloudless.

According to local customs, unless the wedding day is in a wedding room, the groom and the bride cannot meet. Since yesterday afternoon, Xiao Qingyue has never met Xiao Nanfeng. I don’t know what that person is busy with...

By the way, she walked out of the study room again without knowing it... She walked out of the door, and her heart suddenly started to beat violently. She looked around and found that there was no one in the yard at this time. She thought that Xiao Nanfeng must have arranged marriage in the front yard at this moment.

She went in and took a look. Maybe everything was just overthinking herself. As long as she had seen the scroll, as long as Xiao Nanfeng did not lie to her. Then from now on, she would no longer have any suspicion. She would love him all her life, and would also stay with him forever... As long as that person did not lie to her...

With a somewhat uneasy hand, she finally pushed open the door of the study...

The sun was shining outside the house, but the study was a little dark. She had also been to this study. When Xiao Nanfeng went to the Northern Wei Dynasty, she would often come to this room to find some books to read. Occasionally she would practice calligraphy on the desk, but when Xiao Nanfeng was in the mansion, she rarely came here. Because every time she came, the person would handle affairs here. He looked around the rows of bookshelfs, and he had never seen the scroll he had seen before. After a look, he came to the desk. There were a few pairs of words written by Xiao Nanfeng, which were a few lines of poems, which looked like they had just written...

‘I thought about leaving the front door in the morning, and I thought about returning to the back gate in the evening. I smiled at whom, and remembered you in the middle of my belly’

Staring at the words that were splashing, something flashed through Xiao Qingyue's mind, and his uneasy hand looked at the other stacked papers on the side.

‘I have never been far away, I am still a friend’

‘Although the newcomer is cute, he is not as happy as he is’

‘Everything is gone, and only those who survive are injured’

These are love poems to commemorate lovers. When the person saw this, his face was gradually becoming ugly. She comforted herself in her heart that she must have thought too much, and that she must have...

After looking at the books piled on the table, she immediately flipped through it in a panic. Where was it and where was the scroll?

In a panic, some books on the table slid down to the ground. Seeing this, Xiao Qingyue hurriedly climbed under the table and picked it up. When she got up, she was not careful and hit the bottom of the table hard.

Her whole face wrinkled in pain, but at this moment, the table was hit and something fell out from under the table.

The person holding the book sword in his hand could no longer care about the pain on his waist, his breath was a little disordered, and his eyes were fixed on the thing that fell on the ground. The thing that fell was the scroll she had been looking for. She was stunned for a long time before she dared to pick it up...

The scroll seemed to be a little old. The paper on the scroll was a little yellow and the gold thread on the edge had already opened. It can be seen that the owner of the scroll often took it out to observe.

Pulling the strap on it and gently spread it on the table. Xiao Qingyue's heart also jumped in panic with the slowly opening scroll...

At this time, something wrapped in the middle of the scroll was revealed first... It was the plum blossom jade hairpin she had been wearing before. When the scroll was fully unfolded, a dignified and beautiful woman appeared on the paper...

Looking at the person on the painting, Xiao Qingyue couldn't help but open her eyes wide. No wonder she felt that this scroll looked familiar. She had seen this painting in Feixia Palace a few years ago. At that time, Liu Yin once said that this was a portrait copied by an old friend for her. Xiao Qingyue clearly remembered that she was making fun of Liu Yin at that time, and that her old friend did her best to paint her like a vivid painting...

If this person had not been deeply portrayed in his heart, how could he have drawn a glance and smile so vividly and meticulously...

A tingling sensation came from my heart. I couldn't believe that my hand had already trembling and touched the person on the painting. At this time, a new poem on the upper right corner of the painting attracted her attention.

Murmuring, "How can I comfort my lovesickness if I don't know the way in my dream?"

In an instant, after so many things that I couldn't understand over the years, I suddenly understood...

‘When I was young, I had seen your mother in Jiangnan, but when I met her again, she was already a concubine of two dynasties…’

Xiao Qingyue finally understood why every time the man looked at her, he felt like he was looking at flowers in the fog, as if he had known each other, affectionate and complicated. It turned out that he was just looking at another person through her, and that person, the person who had been hidden deep in Xiao Nanfeng's heart, was her mother, Liu Yin?!

Touching the plum blossom hairpin, Xiao Qingyue was so heartbroken that she could not breathe. At that time, Xiao Nanfeng asked her to ask for this hairpin as a token of love for exchange. Now she thought that this hairpin was originally something that Xiao Nanfeng wanted to give to her mother Liu Yin.

Because... the person in this painting had this hairpin inserted on his bun... She had treasured this thing for so many years, but it was something that never belonged to her...

When Xiao Nanfeng met her in Jiankang, the first time she recognized her, it was not because she knew in advance that she would leave the palace... but because she not only looked like a willow, but also had this plum hairpin on her bun...

How deep feelings, how deep infatuation, how deep love is, so that he can never forget it. Even when he goes out, he has to carry this painting...

What about her...what is she...a substitute for her mother...

What a love for the house and the mistress, what a passion that is unswerving...

Suddenly, she smiled... How to comfort lovesickness if you don't know the way in your dream... Hahaha... How to comfort lovesickness... Hahaha...

No wonder Su Xing kept telling her to stay away from this person, and even the stupid Jiang family asked her to escape from this person...

It turns out that from the moment she met Xiao Nanfeng, she was destined to be doomed...

My chest churned, something seemed to gush out, and a trace of fishy sweetness surged into my mouth.

"Ka...Ka..."

One drop, two drops, three drops...

Something slowly overflowed from Xiao Qingyue's mouth and fell onto the painting, and it quickly spread. She hurriedly wiped it with her hands, but it became more and more...

She actually vomited blood...

"what are you doing here!"

The door of the study room was suddenly pushed open, and when she heard the sound, she looked at the man in panic.

The man standing at the door looked angry and walked in slowly as the storm was about to come. When he saw something on the table, his face quickly cracked like ice...

While wiping the blood on the drawing, Xiao Qingyue said in panic, "I'm sorry...I..."

The man walked over quickly, without even looking at her, and pulled the person away from the desk, grabbed the painting, and then shouted: "Get out!"

The person who was pulled apart staggered and almost fell to the ground. His face was already pale, dull and stunned. She was still holding the plum blossom jade hairpin in her hand.

He trembled and gently placed the thing on the table, covered his painful chest, turned around and left silently. The moment he stepped out of the door, a cold sound came from behind.

"If I don't have my orders in the future, I'm not allowed to come in again!"

after.....

She smiled, there was no future anymore...
Chapter completed!