Rebirth of the Hidden World's Only Daughter

Chapter 234
Yu Jian was indifferent, spread out the fan with a "swish", and studied it carefully for a long time. The wood of the fan was hard and the carvings were extremely fine. , couldn't help praising: "It's a good fan. It seems that the brother has put in a lot of effort! But since my sister doesn't want it, I will reluctantly accept it!"

Hanlu was in a hurry, and she reached out to grab it, but Yu Jian slightly turned her hand away, and joked, "Didn't you want it?"

Hanlu pursed her lips tightly, and glared at her. Like a deflated balloon, she leaned back decadently, her eyes only looking at the sky, dazed.

Seeing Yu Jian, she patted Yu Jian on the shoulder and smiled: "Okay, okay, don't make fun of my sister! This fan was made by senior brother with a lot of effort, and the pattern on it is also a bit of senior brother's." I carved it a little bit! My brother said that my sister is afraid of the heat. In summer, it is good to carry a light fan with you, either to block the sun or to fan the cool wind! Then I remembered that my sister loves bamboo, so I carved it specially. These few plants..." She paused for a moment, then looked at Hanlu: "Sister, although the senior brother didn't express his intentions clearly, you must understand, right? We all know that the senior brother has always been like this, he He only thinks about others, and has never planned anything for himself, not to mention the identity of his sister, because her sister is not only the former Princess Hanlu, but he is afraid that she will implicate you, and that you will be in a dilemma because of this, if you She can't feel at ease even if she goes back with a bit of regret!"

"If he doesn't say it, who can understand?" Hanlu murmured softly, feeling her heart was in a panic, as if she was talking to herself: "But so what if you say it, so what if you understand it?"

The sky is covered with white clouds and the sun is shining brightly, turning the white clouds into cotton flowers with golden borders. The sound of cicadas in the woods is loud, disturbing people. Waiting hard for my mother, the golden threads of the clouds are dazzling, like her silver threads, and then become dazzling with the heat of the sun.

That day, when my thoughts were about to disperse, my whole body was in pain, and my ears were buzzing. The last look was my mother's tear-stained face, and the bright eyes were covered with layers of mist. In such a cold world, She was half kneeling on the bloody pine and cypress road, so helpless, so helpless and painful...

But at that time, she couldn't hear her heart-rending cries, couldn't wipe the tears off her face, couldn't warm her hands, couldn't call her again, couldn't tell her not to be sad, and couldn't stop crying. Say goodbye to her!
How desperate my mother must have been at that time. The two daughters who have grown up through so much hardship have entrusted her life's hard work and hope. She has been looking forward to growing up bit by bit since she was a child. She has been strictly disciplined and carefully educated since she was a child. Only when she is excellent and proud, she just smiles... A daughter is missing and her whereabouts are unknown. deep heart...

The breathing is shallow, the heart is beating slowly, every breath and every movement, every minute and every second is so painful, the moment when I close my eyes, it seems like a lifetime, but I still let the tears dripping on the cold pine and cypress road pull my heart The blood, until now, is still so painful and clear!But now as long as Ah Jian is still alive, mother has hope, but what I leave her may be the despair in hope!
The fan returned to her hand, so light and so heavy, Hanlu's eyebrows frowned slightly, and then relaxed slightly, as if there were no traces, she watched the patterns of the fan clearly show, among the several awe-inspiring bamboos, It seems to be able to see an elegant figure approaching slowly from the curved garden gate.

"Fate cannot be controlled by others, and what is determined by others is not fate! Some things are destined to disperse with the wind!"

She put away her fan, carefully hid it in her bosom, lay back, pillowed on the fresh grass, looked at the little lights behind the lush greenery, closed her eyes tiredly, and hummed a loud little tune.

Yujian knew what was on her mind. Ever since she came to this world, there was not a day when she would not think of her mother at home. If she was like this, why not her sister?
This little tune was often sung by my mother when I was at home. It was a little song written by my father for my mother when I was young. The ordinaryness and simplicity of Qingdeng, to hold hands with the old, the family will be together forever!Even if the father is not there, always firmly believe that his soul is with him!
(End of this chapter)