The lady's girl is warm as spring, with beads hanging down, layers upon layers, and the warmth is full of luxury.
On the warm collapse separated by Ziman, there was a young girl lying on her body. She was covered with a silk silk and silk brocade quilt in the color of Yang Fei. She had a white sleeping face. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her pink lips pressed tightly. It seemed that she had dreamt of something unpleasant. Suddenly, her eyebrows frowned tightly and she bit her teeth for no reason
After a while, the long eyelashes on the bed brushed and slowly opened her eyes. Her eyes were like a pool of autumn water, quiet and pure. She seemed to be at a loss. She looked at everything in the room, and her eyebrows frowned. It was very familiar here, but?
At this time, a little maid in a pink cotton skirt came forward. She was 14-5 years old, with a full moon face and a smile under her eyes. She came near: "Miss, my good lady, seeing that the Lantern Festival is about to start, you are sleeping soundly!"
The little girl on the bed said in surprise, "bear Honeysuckle? Why are you here? Where am I? "
She said, as she looked around and went down to the ground, her feet fell to the ground, but she felt that everything had become bigger, even the room had become higher!
"Miss, are you confused? Where can I go? I'm not waiting for the young lady to wake up. Besides, miss, this is the boudoir where you have been living... " Honeysuckle said and laughed, looking at the puzzled color on her face, only thought she was sleeping hair.
An qingran walked to the bronze mirror, but saw a familiar face inside. It was himself! However, a little smaller, she reached out and bowed her head, and finally raised her feet. It was not much bigger than three inches!
An qingran stretched out his hand and pinched his face. With pain, he grinned. Slowly, his confusion changed into surprise. Did he live again? And live again?
All the real touch told her it was true, but she still couldn't believe it!
Look around, and it's exactly what I remember.
Thinking of the Oriental night and an Yan Ran holding the child in front of her, a cold light flashed through her eyes. It seems that God has pity on herself and let her dream come true!
"Honeysuckle, what year is this year?" An Qing Ran's face excited with cold ran, even if the voice, is also a kind of grudge.
But honeysuckle didn't recognize it. Seeing ANN, she asked her, she laughed: "Miss, is this a lantern riddle?"
"Honeysuckle, answer me." Ann turned around and put on a calm expression on her face. Don't scare her.
"The young lady came to test the slave and maid. I remember very clearly that this year is the 22nd year of yunqi, and today is the Lantern Festival. My good lady, what else do you want to test your servant?" Honeysuckle Yang Miss happy rush tunnel.
Twenty two years of yunqi! Ann chuckled, that is to say, he is now 12 years old!
Twelve years old!
She happily pulled the Honeysuckle's hand and whirled on the ground. Honeysuckle called miss and said with a smile, "Miss, did you have a good dream just now?"
"Yes, it's a wonderful dream!" said Ann
Voice with hate and cold
Finally stop, an Qing ran took the Honeysuckle's hand, looked at her, the eye bottom is the sentiment: "honeysuckle, you suffered..."
Honeysuckle looks at her in disbelief.
Ann qingran knows that she doesn't understand. In fact, she doesn't have to understand. All this, just understand.
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