The doorman led Lin Qianshuang to a guest room. The room was very clean, and there was a faint scent of incense on the quilt, which made people feel very comfortable.
Lin Qianshuang sat on the soft bed, and suddenly remembered that she had promised Xuanluo to bring her a roast chicken, and hurriedly asked the doorman who was about to close the door: "I have something to do now, and I want to leave this place from here. Can we go out of the mansion?"
The door boy shook his head, stared at her, and said, "My dear guest, the owner of this legacy mansion has ordered no one to go out. Back and forth."
It seems that if she wants to leave this abandoned residence, she must find the owner of this abandoned residence, that is, her master.
Lin Qianshuang's face was a little embarrassed, and she wiped the fine sweat from her forehead.
She was startled just now, and both of them were embarrassed. Now that she went to look for Shizun and made a request to leave the abandoned residence, she would definitely think more about it.
Well, let's go later.
The upper blank of this mansion was vast, and the heavy snow was isolated by the protective barrier outside the magic weapon, and melted and flowed into the transparent compartment.
Lin Qianshuang withdrew her hand, and the carved windows closed slightly. It was still early in the afternoon, and she didn't have to rush back in such a hurry.
On the contrary, her clothes were wet with thin sweat, and her whole body was sticky, which made her extremely uncomfortable.
The doorman was about to step over the threshold and close the door, but she was suddenly stopped by her, so she turned around and said respectfully, "I don't know if your guest has any other orders?"
Lin Qianshuang wiped the cold sweat off her neck with the silk handkerchief, and said, "There is hot water here, I want to take a shower."
The doorman took a few steps back with the lantern to make way, and said, "My dear guest, there is a soup pool in this garden, where you can bathe."
After passing through the four tortuous corridors, a small wooden house gradually appeared in front of her eyes. The crisp wind chimes hung in the corridor, and the sound of her footsteps echoed very clearly in the space.
The top and the end of the corridor are connected by a white line, with a scroll hanging on it, and the pictures of lifelike beauty out of the bath are hung and flipped with the wind.
Lin Qianshuang walked by and inevitably looked at those paintings for a few seconds, with a rather speechless expression. The women in these paintings were of the same posture, with different postures. collection hobby.
When she was about to walk to the wooden house, Lin Qianshuang recalled those weird figure paintings, and suddenly felt that there seemed to be something wrong with those pictures. She couldn't help but step back to take a look. The naive woman's brows and eyes in the painting look exactly like her, and the countless faces with various emotions in the painting seem to have just been painted, and the ink marks have not yet dried.
Are these paintings all painted by Master
"My dear guest, the soup pool is in front of you. You can just push the door and go in."
The doorman interrupted Lin Qianshuang's thoughts, bowed to her, and turned to leave.
Lin Qianshuang patted her forehead, thinking so much, even if it was painted by Shizun, so what? They have bathed together before, it's normal to know each other, and she knows very well that Shizun likes it Those who care about her will not do anything to hurt her, otherwise, in order to prevent her from being implicated, they will not drink a dream, and they will not build a Frost and Cold Villa after she leaves.
The fog in the soup pool was hazy. Lin Qianshuang peeled off the clothes that were sticking to his body, covered his head with a towel, and sank into the pool to rest against the edge. The water temperature was just right, and the water in the pool seemed to be entangled with life. As she massaged her sore limbs, she felt that her tense nerves relaxed for a moment. She stretched in the pool, accidentally bumping into something hard.
Lin Qianshuang turned her gaze to the ground beside the soup pond. On the pond wall made of hibiscus jade was a basket of petals, half a jar of good peach blossoms, and the hard object she touched just now was the half jar of peach blossoms. wine.
This jar of fine wine has just been opened, the scalding hot wine is still warm, and the petals in the bamboo basket are also messy, as if someone has grabbed it. She turned her eyes and saw that there were scattered petals in the soup pool.
She leaned lazily against the edge of the wall, picked up the petals and rubbed them on her arms. If she was not mistaken, Master should have just bathed here.
A faint sound of footsteps suddenly sounded on the ground.
Lin Qianshuang perked up her ears keenly. She vaguely felt someone approaching in the fog. When she thought that this person would be the master, she quickly restrained the demonic energy in her body, cast a blindfold and stayed in the depths of the fog. Stop moving.
A pair of hands picked up the petals from the bamboo basket and sprinkled them on the water, and after a while they floated away, and a few petals stayed by Lin Qianshuang's side.
With a thud, someone walked down from the shore and sank into the water. She didn't take off her clothes, and was floating in the water wearing a thin layer of red gauze.
Lin Qianshuang was silent in the water, not daring to walk around at will, for fear that Han Shengyao would suddenly find her. If she hadn't seen the pictures of the beauties that made her blush, in this case, she could barely face Master, But when she saw it, she felt a little ashamed, and she didn't want to be with Master in such an awkward and ambiguous environment.
Han Shengyao stretched out his arms and took a few sips of the peach blossom wine in Kaifeng from the altar. He leaned against the edge of the soup pool with his purple eyes closed for a while, then walked ashore wet and dry, and sat on the rattan chair. .
Lin Qianshuang hadn't heard anything for a long time, so she could not help but curiously leaned closer to the soup pool and looked at it.
Han Shengyao was sitting on a rattan chair with a blank scroll in her hand. She raised her head slightly and looked in her direction. The ink-soaked brush in her hand gradually formed an outline on the drawing paper.
Lin Qianshuang once thought that Han Shengyao had discovered her existence, but after a while, she realized that it was not the case. A looming image appeared in the mist lingering above the soup pool, and the image kept playing the same clips repeatedly. .
The two people in the image had no faces, but she still recognized at a glance that one of them was herself, and also recognized where the scene came from.
Not long after she first arrived in this world, in order to gain Han Shengyao's favor, she used the Demon Emperor's special affection for Han Shengyao, and Xiaowan, who was an undercover agent in the Demon Domain, created the illusion of her being forced.
And this repeatedly played clip was on that night, when the master felt guilt to apply medicine for her, and secretly decided to go to the secret realm of Jiuyou to remove her status as a saint.
In the picture, she pretended to confess her tenderness to the master in the pool, and the master also swore to her that he would protect her for the rest of his life and take her home.
"I finally remembered everything, and these paintings have real faces. I don't need to watch this memory hidden in the magic bead anymore, lest I have a lot of dreams at night and get the person in my heart. lost."
Han Shengyao stared blankly at the woman's sweet smile in her purple eyes, stroked the eyebrows of the person in the painting, and a smile rose from the corners of her lips, "Shuang'er in this seat is as expected, she is the most beautiful woman in the world. A beautiful and gentle woman."
There was a little worry on her face, and she muttered to herself: "I lost my memory before, I was on guard against Shuang'er, and I almost killed her by mistake. These actions seem to hurt her deeply. Today, I am close to her. She, she huddled in one place in fear, and she didn't know how to make her smile at me without any defense."