the other side, flower festival

Chapter 9

The girl has delicate features, she looks about sixteen or seventeen years old, her lips are red and her teeth are white, her pink cheeks are rosy, a pair of peach blossom eyes are expressing affection, and there is an almost imperceptible mole of tears under the corner of her eyes, she looks a little more charming and charming. Sad, with a pair of willow-leaf eyebrows slender and tall, and a tall nose like a fairy in the portrait, and his gestures are not like ordinary people.

Red Snake Aning buried his entire head at the girl's feet: "Girl."

The girl's voice was gentle: "Get up, don't break the rules again."

Red Snake Aning was stunned for a moment, not daring to stand up: "Don't worry, girl, I've made a note, I will never go near Jiang him again."

The corners of the girl's lips rose, and she gently raised her hand to hold the red snake Aning: "When I need it, I still need your help with many things, but" the girl's eyebrows and eyes suddenly changed from tenderness to anger, "Don't get so close to him again, Don't even touch his clothes!"

When Red Snake Aning heard the girl's tone, his legs became limp in fright, and he knelt down on the ground again: "Miss, calm down, it's Ah Ning who has lost his sense of proportion, it's Ah Ning. It's all Ah Ning's fault."

"Go out." The girl stopped looking at Red Snake Aning, and just turned around and sat at the table, cooking tea slowly. The aroma was pleasant, and the smell was not like tea, but more like flower fragrance.

The old bustard pushed open the door of Linglong's room, the room smelled of medicine, and Linglong was sitting by the bed, feeding the second son of Shangshu's mansion to drink medicine, the second son saw the old bustard coming in, nodded to Linglong, Linglong handed the medicine bowl to The second son looked at the bustard, smiled lightly, and said softly: "Mom is here?"

The old bustard smiled awkwardly at the second son, and pulled Linglong out, because during the day, there was no one in the store, and the girls looked bored, some of them seemed to have just woken up, and when they passed by the two, they would greet the old bustard, and the old bustard simply responded , looking straight at Linglong who seemed indifferent in front of her: "What are you doing now? If the girl finds out, it's hard for you and me to explain."

Linglong smiled faintly: "Mom is wrong, do you think there is anything else that the girl doesn't know about in Zhuijin Building?"

The old bustard sighed, and said with earnestness that he grasped the exquisite and sallow hands: "Even if you know, why do you still keep the second young master? Even though the second young master came to our Zhujin Tower, you really don't know the people around him? Then He's not an ordinary person, he's the second son of the Shangshu Mansion! If something happens to you, we can't afford it, and if we really cause trouble for the girl, we can't tell."

Linglong withdrew her hand from the madam, lowered her head: "Mom, girl has already erased his memory before, so why worry?"

"Have you forgotten what I told you before?" The old bustard was a little anxious.

Linglong smiled: "Where will I forget, I'm afraid my mother has misunderstood me. I don't have the kind of thoughts you think about him. I already have someone I like in my heart. Although I know the relationship between us is very different, I heart will not change."

"You mean thorns?" The old bustard slowly shook her head while talking.

Linglong smiled wryly: "Mum, do you remember what happened when I first entered the Zhuijin Building?"

The bustard was puzzled: "Why do you ask this all of a sudden?"

Linglong bowed her head in a completely submissive manner: "I don't know, it's just that the man showed me something, he seemed to recognize who I am, but I myself have no memory of my own life experience, I think... I want to know who I am. Who is it, so I need the help of Prince Wang."

The old bustard felt that this Linglong was too simple-minded, everyone believed it to be credible, so she couldn't help being a little anxious: "You are really a silly girl, how do you know that the prince is not cheating on you? What's more, you and him have never met each other. , how does he know your life experience?"

Linglong lowered her head and shook her head: "I don't know, but the girl didn't tell me the truth about my life experience, did she? I came to this Zhuijin Building when I was four years old. It was said that the girl raised me up. , However, the girl didn't want me to help her anything, and even made me feel that it was useless to stay here, but the people around me didn't seem to dare to offend me, Mom, have you ever thought about the reason?"

Listening to Linglong's words, the madam seems to have some truth.

Linglong continued: "Furthermore, I am a mortal, why does the girl take care of me so much? I am even afraid of the red snake Aning, but I am not afraid of her from the bottom of my heart, and even feel that she is inexplicably close. Ever wondered why?"

The old bustard took a deep breath and said: "Miss is kind to you, we are all envious, this is true, but it also makes you suspicious, let the girl know, it will be sad."

Linglong smiled and shook her head: "I have a bold guess. The girl knows my identity but doesn't reveal it. Maybe I will be an important pawn in her hand."

"piece?"

Linglong nodded: "Well, this chess piece may never be used, but once it is used, it will be subversive, so now she wants to protect me, support me, and take care of me."

The old bustard was a little dazed when she heard it, she came back to her senses, and shook her head: "Linglong, you never thought that the girl just took you in out of kindness? Perhaps, you misunderstood her sincerity."

Linglong smiled, but she stopped talking, hearing the voice of the second son of the Shangshu Mansion, Wang Gongzi, calling her softly behind her, Linglong got up, bowed to bid farewell to the old bustard and left.

The old bustard felt strange, this Linglong girl usually looks simple and pure, but she is actually a thoughtful child, what she said is not necessarily wrong, everyone under the girl has their necessary position and role, Without exception.The old bustard looked at Linglong who was leaving again, but she became uneasy. If it was really an important chess piece, then this chess piece might not be safe.

The breeze was blowing, and Jiang Jichen was sitting by the window, his slender fingers were decorated with a thin paintbrush in his hand. On a piece of drawing paper on the low table, a woman was drawn. She was slender and looked no more than seventeen or eighteen The only thing missing is the face. Jiang Jichen stayed on the blank face with the paintbrush in his hand. He closed his eyes, let the wind blow through his long black hair, and murmured: "Just now, I seem to have seen she."

"Who?" Si Yangting flashed out from behind Jiang Jichen, and approached Jiang Jichen with wide eyes, "The girl in the painting? See her face?"

When Jiang Jichen opened his eyes, he saw Si Yangting's gossip-like face. He simply put down his brush and stood up, looking towards the distance of West City.

Si Yangting approached, jumped lightly, and sat on the window sill. Following Jiang Jichen's gaze, the West Market was very lively: "Don't you think that strange things have happened to you recently? Leaving clues, people mistakenly think that you are the murderer who kidnapped someone, and then you were enchanted by someone in the street, if I hadn't arrived in time, who knows if you would die in your dream."

Jiang Jichen glanced at Si Yang Ting's complacent appearance, and Si Yang Ting raised his hand to grab the apple in his hand and stuffed it into his mouth: "I said, it's not good, we are brothers who grew up together, can we not be so different?" , You see, I think about everything for you, but you don't want to tell me anything, it's not fair."

Jiang Jichen pursed his thin lips, with a look of sadness in his eyes: "I'm afraid I'll hurt you."

Si Yangting jumped down from the window sill all of a sudden, and laughed twice: "Is it a burden to me? To put it bluntly, you are my brother. If there is something serious about you, think I can hide from it?"

Jiang Jichen's magnetic voice sounded low, but he still didn't look at Si Yangting: "Perhaps I should have expected this day to come, but I didn't expect it to come so late."

Si Yangting didn't understand what Jiang Jichen was saying: "Late? I think you are confused! Have you woke up from that nightmare yet? Do you need me to call a doctor for you?"

Jiang Jichen looked at Si Yangting slowly: "This is also the reason why I chose to leave my father and you that year. You may not believe it, me."

Si Yangting directly interrupted and stopped Jiang Jichen from continuing: "Who wants to hear your nonsense here! I have heard too much about strange powers and gods. You know that I have liked to study these things since I was a child. I am afraid I know nothing better than you. At least, this time, if you are willing, open the threshold in your heart, let me walk in, and analyze it carefully for you."

Jiang Jichen smiled lightly: "This is not the case, it may be more complicated."

Si Yangting put his arms around Jiang Jichen's shoulders, and gnawed on an apple: "The thing I'm not afraid of is trouble. If I can help you one day, even if it's death, I'm willing!"

Jiang Jichen looked at Si Yang Ting in a blink of an eye, and felt his heart warm, but he still showed indifference, and pushed Si Yang Ting away: "If you are a girl, I am willing to accept it, but you, forget it."

Jiang Jichen turned his back to Si Yangting and picked up the brush again, but he still couldn't draw the brows. Because of Si Yangting's words just now, his mood was not so depressed, and a faint smile gradually appeared on the corners of his lips.

Si Yangting leaned on Jiang Jichen's drawing paper and looked at the faceless fairy in the portrait: "I said, I have known you, the fairy in my dream, for almost ten years. Does the age of a fairy always remain the same?"

Jiang Jichen raised his eyes to look out of the window, and whispered to himself: "Yeah, why hasn't her age changed?" After Jiang Jichen finished speaking, the paintbrush in his hand no longer stayed on the blank face, but moved to the blank face. At the ankle, he outlined the girl's ankle lightly, drew a red silk thread on her ankle, and finally drew two huge bells on the ankle, like heavy objects hanging down.

Si Yangting was shocked, and pointed to Jiang Jichen's painting: "What is this? It looks like a prison shackle. Although it has a sense of beauty, it is also full of restraint."

Jiang Jichen looked at the newly added bell anklet, and his phoenix eyes were sad: "This is what I saw today after being deluded by the snake girl. Although I can't see it clearly, I saw these feet."

Si Yangting opened his mouth halfway: "You mean, the snake girl who confuses you is a fairy girl in a dream?"

Jiang Jichen slowly shook his head and looked up at Si Yangting: "No, she asked me if I could remember anything, and I saw the Bianhua in the dark, and also saw a pair of bare feet standing in the middle of the Bianhua stamens, those bare feet on, wearing a pair of big bell anklets, I can feel her grief, I can even feel the heartache, but I still don't know who she is."

(End of this chapter)