Chapter 78 Peach Blossom

Peach blossoms, like red clouds all over the sky, thousands of branches, thousands of trees rendering, bright red as blood, gorgeous as fat, a woman in white sitting under the peach tree, petals shallowly falling on the white clothes, swinging a trace of elegance. The slender hands vibrated the strings, and the sound of the flowing piano was sometimes faint, sometimes mellow, and the burning peach blossoms were like illusion, falling with the wind and dancing gently with the sound of the piano.

Her back seemed to be familiar, inexplicable peace of mind, and familiar warmth. She stepped forward with a light step forward, afraid of shocking the woman in white who stroked the piano.

It's getting closer and closer, but I'm timid, and my footsteps are stagnant. Finally, I slowly move forward and closer--

The sound of the piano faded, and she seemed to see the smile on the woman's face. Yes, she felt the woman in white laughing, which made her heart very sweet. She opened her lips and asked softly, "Who are you?"

The woman in white got up quietly, turned around slowly, stretched out her hand, and called softly: "Pair--"

Two lines of tears slipped down, and she choked and called: "Mother--"

She reached out and put her hand in a hurry, but found that she couldn't hold her hand, only a palm of the empty wind.

"Piaoer--"

The white clothes floated up and kept retreating. She chased desperately and shouted, "Mom, where are you going? You can't leave your child alone, mother--

"Yin Panxuan, wake me up!"

With a roar, she trembled and opened her eyes, but it was hazy. Suddenly, she sat up, hugged him, and cried on his shoulder: "Mom doesn't want me, she doesn't want to fly anymore!"

Xia Houchen's neck was tightly strangled by her, and he couldn't bear to open her hand for a moment. He tightened his eyebrows and said coldly, "You dreamed!"

The crying gradually weakened, and she let go of him and hugged her knees.

Lan Xin carefully glanced at Xia Houchen, licked his lips, and gently called out: "Princess--"

Xiahouchen took a deep breath and got up and went out of the inner room.

Lan Xin held her shoulder and wiped her tears: "The princess dreamed of madam again? You just kept shouting for your wife not to leave you!"

She wiped her tears and whispered, "It's okay!"

"Princess, you have been asleep for almost three days. The second son came yesterday and you are very worried!"

Yin pry and swirled up: "Where's the second brother? How is he?"

Lan Xin told the story carefully, and Yin Panxuan sniffled: "Lan Xin, get ready. I'm going to see my second brother!"

Xia Houchen sat in front of the stone table and looked at the anxious red clothes without stopping them. He couldn't stop her. He glanced at the wetness on his shoulder and smiled helplessly. She really liked to cry. Her eyes were like a pool of water, and there was no shortage of crystals. It was she who shed tears. It was not her who hurt.

"Piao'er?" He snorted softly, which was quite smooth.

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"My son, who do you see?"

Xie Ling was holding a bowl and spoonful of medicine to feed him medicine. Shuangshou broke in without thinking and shouted excitedly.

Yin Xiaoting raised her eyes slightly and looked into the bottom of her eyes in red, showing a comfortable smile. As soon as she opened her lips, she rushed straight into his arms and touched the wound on her body, but she didn't feel any pain. He raised his hand and hugged her with a faint smile on his cheeks: "Pianxuan, are you awake?"

She didn't say a word, just rubbed his chest, greedy for the warmth, suddenly exclaimed, and quickly left his arms: "Second brother, did I hurt your wound?"

He shook his head slightly and grabbed her hand groping up and down: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt at all!"

"Hmm!" She lowered her head guiltily and bit her lips: "If you have any pain, please tell me!"

With his consent, she looked back and smiled at Xie Ling, climbed directly into bed in Xie Ling's stunned mouth, and lay down on the inside: "Xie Ling, continue to feed your second brother medicine! I'm going to sleep. I'm tired!"

Yin Xiaoting smiled indulgently, pulled some quilts over her, tucked the corner of the quilt for her, and said softly, "Go to sleep!" I'm by your side!"

Looking at Yin Pianxuan, who slept sweetly for a moment, Xie Ling was absent-minded and fed him the medicine: "Take a rest!"

Seeing that Shuangshou was still in the room, she motioned him to go out and gently closed the door. Her heart was very complicated. Suddenly, she frowned slightly, pushed Shuangshou aside, and said in a low voice, "Shuangshou, don't tell others what you see!"

Shou shrugged his shoulders and said puzzled, "What do you see?"

Xie Ling stamped her feet: "It's the princess and the second son--"

Sang Shou covered his mouth and smiled, looking clear: "Please don't mind. The princess is the sister of the second son. She has been close since she was a child. Don't get me wrong! The little one has followed the prince for many years. The prince has been inseparable from the princess since he was a child. The good relationship between the two is that there is nothing to say. Please don't listen to those gossip. The little one can see that the second son is quite good to you. Don't let the second son down!"

Her face was hot, she glanced at Shuangshou, stared wide, and pulled his arm urgently: "You mean, you have followed Yin Xiaoting for many years, so you must be clear about them!"

Shuangshou nodded proudly: "That's right! The second son and the princess are open and aboveboard. They never hide anything from me and Lanxin, nor do they treat us as outsiders. If you want to know about the princess and the second son, the little one can tell you about it from the day the princess gave birth.

"Really?" Xie Ling's eyes lit up.

Shuangshou smiled and said, "What the little one said is fake, and it will never be false!"

Xie Ling happily pulled him aside and listened carefully to him talk about the touching past.

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Xia Houchen's face was iron-blue. He really couldn't imagine that when he entered the room of Yin Xiaoting in the Xi cinema, she actually slept with him**. Without thinking about it, he directly picked her up and out of the prime minister's house.

Xie Ling came to her senses in consternation, helped Yin Xiaoting, who fell to the ground, to bed and comforted him, "Prince Yu will not be embarrassed. After you fell into the cave that day, I didn't think much about anything and went straight to the royal palace to find Xiahou Chen. When he heard that something happened to you, he couldn't hide his expression from anyone.

Although she said so, she thought different things in her heart. When she saw her princess sleeping on another man**, the blow was self-evident. Even if the man was her own brother, it was a great excitement. Why isn't she like that? Knowing that they were innocent, they couldn't help but feel heartache. Taking a deep breath, she only hoped that Xia Houchen would remember some feelings and not be cruel, otherwise, the storm would rise.

Yin Xiaoting rubbed his eyebrows and couldn't imagine that Xia Houchen would suddenly break in. He was caught off guard and powerless. He said angrily, "Xiahou Chen, if you dare to do anything to her, I will never let you go!"

"Have a good rest! Don't worry, she will be fine!"

There is an indescribable sadness in his eyes, deep and confused, as if with loneliness. Yes, she will be fine, but that kind of grievance makes him even more melancholy, like he is the only one left in the world.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that he was spontaneously stunned, Xie Ling called softly.

He looked straight at her until she dodged his eyes uncomily and sighed faintly.

With a sigh, she read many meanings and turned around astringently.

"Xie Ling!"

With a soft call, she fell into his arms. She only struggled slightly and stopped moving. She fell quietly in his arms. For a long time, she whispered, "Tell me about your past. Where have you been and what interesting things you have encountered..."

"Xiaoting--" Zhao Shuhui heard that Xia Houchen had taken Yin Pianxuan away and rushed to the Xi cinema to see what was going on. She coughed softly and waved her hand to the embarrassed two people: "I didn't see anything, nothing!"

Xie Ling's face turned red with shame, and he ran out of the room with a delicate voice.

He looked at the closed door, with a complex light in his eyes, glanced at the inside, and lay down glanguously. The bottom of his heart spread infinitely and gradually flooded into sadness.

Zhao Shuhui rushed out of the Xi cinema, thinking that she grinned again and said bluntly, "That's good! That's good!"

"Mom, what's the happy event? Look at my mother's happiness!" Yin Hanxuan, who came face to face, smiled slightly and asked.

Zhao Shuhui suddenly stopped laughing: "Nothing, it's just a small thing, a small thing!"

Yin Hanxuan looked back at her back and smiled bitterly. Now, even her mother, who loves her most, has no intention to avoid her. What did she do wrong? Is it really her wrong?

She just wrote a fact, an obvious fact, but other people have to blur this fact and deny this fact, because this fact is unacceptable and despised by the world, but it is so powerless and helpless. They can only acquiesce, follow it, and can only Self-contained.