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Chapter 9 Picture Scroll
"Girl, your wing is at the side." Hui Yuan pointed to a corner not far away.

I saw a narrow wing room at the very edge, next to a crooked neck tree.

That wing room is far less spacious and gorgeous than the one in front of me.

Xue Zhiyan noticed something unusual, but couldn't say anything.

This time I came to Yin Temple to pray for Ye Zhaoyan, she was just here to help.

She stopped unwillingly, and said awkwardly: "I'm a little scared by myself, so I'll wait for Sister Zhaoyan outside first."

As soon as he entered the room, Ye Zhaoyan smelled a tangy sandalwood fragrance.

The smell was a little familiar, as if it had appeared in her memory before.

The furnishings in the house are simple and elegant, and it is a customary place for blessings.

Looking at the jade Buddha statue directly in front of him, Ye Zhaoyan's expression was a little dazed.

She recalled being a prisoner back then, being tortured and seriously ill, and looking for a way out everywhere.

In the corner of Ye Mansion, the mother also looks so devout.

Worship in front of a simple wooden Bodhisattva statue
Ye Zhaoyan's eyes showed pain, and she closed her eyes, trying to suppress her sadness.

After a while, she knelt down on the futon again, and bowed devoutly three times.

I pray for all the thoughts in my heart.

After living a new life, she must not let Ye Fu make the same mistakes again.

Taking a deep breath, she stood up slowly, but suddenly saw that the place behind the Buddha statue was a little yellowed.

She reached out and touched it, and a thin layer of foreign body sensation came from her fingertips.

There seems to be something else behind this.

Ye Zhaoyan walked over slowly, and found that the yellow layer was originally a curtain, and because of its age, it was closely attached to the painting.

She reached out and lifted the yellow cloth on the wall.

It is a simple picture scroll.

On the scroll, there is a young man making tea.

The young man has a handsome face and an extraordinary bearing. He is an outstanding person at first glance.

There was also a sword hanging behind him, the blade was unsheathed, and the cold light was threatening.

Young men are making tea.

Sitting opposite him was a young and beautiful girl.

The girl was drinking tea, staring intently at the teacup in front of her.

The two seemed to be talking about something interesting, and the girl had a slight smile on her lips.

The woman's profile is extremely perfect, as if carved.

Ye Zhaoyan stared closely at the woman in the painting, as if he was frozen.

How could there be such similar people in this world?
The woman in this painting is almost exactly like her!
Her eyes trembled slightly, and a trace of doubt suddenly surged in her heart.

Is that her?
Why did she feel familiar with the painting in front of her?

After studying it carefully for a while, she realized that although the woman in the painting was very similar to her, her demeanor was more elegant and calm than her, and her gestures were full of dignity, as if she was a nobleman.

Although the young man in the painting is similar in age to the person in the painting, his demeanor gives people a feeling that he stands out from the crowd.

The young man's brows and eyes faintly reveal wisdom and calmness, which is by no means the aura that ordinary teenagers can possess.

It is rare for ordinary people to have such a young man.This cognition suddenly popped up in Ye Zhaoyan's mind.

Her eyes slowly fell on the young man in the painting holding a white porcelain bowl. A drop of crystal clear water stopped at his fingertips, which was vivid against the backdrop of the lantern.

The outline of this person, the figure of this person's back, all made her feel familiar.

Just when she was wondering, a strange noise came from the inner room.

“Bang! Bang bang bang!”

Accompanied by the abnormal noise, a series of crisp porcelain shattering sounds.

Hearing the sound, Ye Zhaoyan's heart jumped a few times, and he subconsciously glanced at the inner room.

The candlesticks in the inner room were burning, and it was dark, but a slender man could be vaguely seen walking slowly.

A strange fragrance mixed with sandalwood drifted to the tip of the nose.

Ye Zhaoyan felt drowsy for a while.

This fragrance is weird!
She looked up and saw that the stick of incense was burning vigorously, and the ash that had just been burned was more delicate than the ashes that had fallen.

Obviously made of different materials.

It turned out to be a "grafted" fake sandalwood.

Ye Zhaoyan suppressed his dizziness, and walked towards the door while observing the figures in the room.

The man is thin and thin, with ordinary facial features and a commoner clothes.

His clothes were disheveled, his complexion was abnormally ruddy, and a pair of dark eyes stared straight at her, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable.

Ye Zhaoyan had a vague guess in his heart.

It's just that she couldn't believe that man would design her so boldly.

Every step he took, seemed to step on Ye Zhaoyan's heart.

Ye Zhaoyan felt it was difficult to breathe, so he forced his internal force to move outward.

Just when she was about to lose her hold, her hand finally knocked on the door.

Xue Zhiyan outside the door was sent away, but seeing that Mrs. Qin and the guards outside had also withdrawn, she couldn't help feeling suspicious.

She expected that Ye Zhaoyan would avoid everyone and do ulterior secrets, so she hid in a corner and watched the movement.

At this moment, the door slammed softly, and she finally found a chance, and rushed open the door with a brisk step.

"Sister Zhaoyan!"

Ye Zhaoyan only felt the wind in her ears suddenly, her eyes blurred, she had been pushed aside forcefully, and her whole body hit the table.

"what!"

The moment the door was pushed open, Xue Zhiyan stood stiffly at the door, not daring to take another step forward.

She saw the man in the room and realized something instantly.

The man smiled when he saw this, and gently tore open the front of his shirt.

This action made Xue Zhiyan feel terrified, her head exploded with a bang, and her heart almost jumped out of her throat.

"I'm just passing by"

With such a scene, any fool would know what would happen next after seeing it.

Xue Zhiyan's face was pale, and her eyes were full of fear.

There is no trace of his usual aloofness.

She can't stay here anymore, otherwise.
Ye Zhaoyan clutched her aching arm. At the moment the door opened, she breathed smoothly and became a little more conscious.If it can be delayed.
She looked up at Xue Zhiyan, obviously the other party didn't want to go with her.

Xue Zhiyan can still respect Ye Zhaoyan a little on weekdays and maintain the etiquette on the surface.

Even though she was jealous of Ye Zhaoyan in her heart, she had to be "sincere" when she thought about the glory of the other party and the benefits she would get in the future.

It's just that after today's incident, Ye Zhaoyan is probably only worthy of carrying her shoes.

After hesitating for a moment, the darkness in her heart poured out in an instant.

Seeing the man approaching, she resolutely said: "She is the eldest lady of the Ye family, and I am just her maid! If you want to find her, you can find her!"

As he spoke, he pushed Ye Zhaoyan to block it, and ran to the door without hesitation.

A stern light flashed in Ye Zhaoyan's eyes, his body flickered, and he firmly held Xue Zhiyan's feet.

"What are you doing!" Xue Zhiyan yelled in panic, the mask on her face had already been taken off, showing a ruthless strange look.

She didn't expect Ye Zhaoyan's reaction to be so quick!
Seeing that Ye Zhaoyan didn't let go, she couldn't help but kicked Ye Zhaoyan hard on the ground.

Ye Zhaoyan held back the pain, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a mocking arc.

Only now did the young man see clearly the light red brocade cloak on Xue Zhiyan's body.

And Ye Zhaoyan's lotus root pink outer shirt is just the clothes of ordinary wealthy people.

Comparing the two, it is clear who the lady is.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, with a dangerous cold light in his eyes.

Turns out I was mistaken.

(End of this chapter)