Daughter not a concubine: black-bellied arrogant killer concubine

Inside the moon-shaped door with white walls and red tiles, a winding stone road has been cleaned.

Mrs. Bai took Yun Sheng's hand and walked inward.

I saw many trees planted on both sides of the path, some of which were bare and desolate because of the winter season.

But there are several plum trees that are just about to bloom at this time, and the white and pink flower buds are quite gratifying to look at.

Mrs. Bai said: "This is the best craftsman in Chang'an that your father hired. Ever since you went up the mountain when you were two years old, you often thought of something, so you sent people to come here to rest or build some small buildings every year."

Mrs. Bai pointed to a few red plums beside her and said with a smile: "A few days ago, your father came to the garden to look at these red plums. He felt that there was no scenery in the garden this winter. Feeling bored, he hurriedly ordered someone to bring these plants back from the plum garden behind the Putuo Temple outside Chang'an City, and it took a lot of effort for the abbot to let your father move them back."

Walking to the front, Mrs. Bai pointed to the embroidery building with carved beams and paintings in front of her and said: "This place was originally only one floor, but your father said that if this embroidery building is built higher, you can also play the piano and watch the moon here in the future."

Yun Sheng smiled when he heard this, and thought that this would disappoint his father. He had been in Lingyun Peak for more than ten years, but he had never even seen Qin's shadow.But it's true that you can watch the moon with wine in this small building.

Mrs. Bai pulled Yun Sheng forward a few steps, "Look here!"

Yun Sheng followed Mrs. Bai's gaze, and saw that not far from the small building, under the cover of trees, there was a mirror lake. The lake was not very wide, but it was half the size of a football field.

But Yunsheng was even more surprised that during the cold winter months, the lake had not frozen over, and there were still many lotus blooming here and there.

Emerald green lotus leaves float on it, several pink and white lotus flowers float on the water, and there is a small pavilion in the center of the lake. From a distance, the light gauze winds around and moves with the wind.

Such a scene, in this cold winter and twelfth lunar month, makes people feel like being in a beautiful spring day, a little dreamlike.

Yun Sheng trotted forward joyfully, held a lotus flower and touched it curiously.If it was in modern times, she would definitely think that these were fakes made of plastic.

But the petals are cold to the touch, and a little juice will flow out when you pinch them lightly.

Mrs. Bai followed, and smiled behind Yun Sheng: "This is the hot spring water brought in from the mountains outside Chang'an City. These lotus flowers have been planted for several years, and they have been carefully taken care of every year. Now they are blooming." more prosperous."

Mrs. Bai's voice was calm, but Yun Sheng looked at everything in this small courtyard, and his heart was sour and moved.

It has only been two years since I came to this world, and I have been living on Lingyun Peak with my heart, and I don't have much feeling for family affection.

Sometimes when Yun Sheng thinks of his parents in this life, he even feels a little strange.

I used to be only a little curious about everything in this life, only thinking that this was the beginning of a new life.

But she didn't realize that the day she came, she became the whole heart of Mrs. Bai and Bai Wanjin.

In 12 years, although Yun Sheng has never seen the parents.

But when we saw each other again, I was touched without words. I saw everything in this courtyard, from large to small, because of the couple's guilt and silent longing for Yunsheng in the past 12 years.

Yun Sheng still stood by the lake and never looked back. She was afraid that when she looked back and saw her mother behind her, she would not be able to hold back the tears.

With a slightly choked voice, she said softly: "Mother, my daughter thank you and father for everything you gave her."