The pear tree on the wall is snowy and delicate

Chapter 394: Butterfly Dream Dream Zhuang Sheng
Cicadas are chirping, birds are chirping, and it is still a bit hot in early autumn.

Amid the mottled light and shadow, a ray of sunlight shone on Lingxiang's face, and her cicada-wing-like eyelashes seemed to be glowing.

She lay there very comfortably, enjoying the intoxicating peace.

"Today's weather is really nice!"

Lingxiang sighed comfortably, stretched, and lazily changed her lying position.

In a daze, she always felt that something was wrong, but she was too lazy to move. She just wanted to enjoy this leisure time and not care about the troubles of the world.

A sound of piano came, rippling and gurgling, like the green mist in the valley, or the clear spring in the mountain stream, soft and delicate, and very pleasant to listen to.

When the wind blows, the leaves rustle and the reflected light spots begin to shake.

Lingxiang suddenly opened her eyes and sat up abruptly.

Where is this? Wasn't she in Maidong's sea of ​​consciousness? How did she get here?

Looking around, there was an ancient courtyard, and Lingxiang was sitting on the stone steps next to a big tree in the courtyard, and next to her, there was a little girl.

The girl looked no more than one or two years old. She was wearing a green boa and two pigtails. She was sitting quietly under the tree, fiddling with two unripe pine cones in her chubby little hands.

This scene was very familiar, but Lingxiang couldn't think of where she had seen it no matter how hard she tried, so she had to give up.

How else can I do this? Do I have to split my head open?

In keeping with the good quality of asking when one does not understand something, Lingxiang, who considered herself bright and gentle, squatted in front of the little girl with a flattering smile on her face.

"Little sister, can you tell me where this is?"

But the little girl seemed not to hear anything. She just fiddled with the yellowing fruit in her hands. She sighed like a little adult but said nothing.

Eh? Whose child is this? Judging from his clothes, he must be from a wealthy family. Why is he so rude?
But what can she do? She can't get angry with a baby...

Forget it, it's better to rely on yourself than on heaven or earth...

Lingxiang stood up reluctantly and was about to look around, but when she looked around, she saw three people standing not far away, a maid and two children. The younger child in the front was frowning with a pair of unclear eyebrows, and she didn't know what he was saying to the maid.

Lingxiang pondered for a moment, feeling that the pair of features were very familiar, but she couldn't remember who it was.

Could it be that he was the foolish son of a rich man whom she had cheated before?

In the past, when Lingxiang was in Youran Ju, she didn't encounter evil spirits every time she did business. Most of the time, it was those wealthy people who had evil thoughts and were paranoid, so they came to her door.

As the saying goes, if you have money and don't make money, you're a bastard. How could Lingxiang, a money-grubber, let the fat duck in her mouth fly away for nothing?
In Lingxiang's words, since they didn't understand anyway, her fancy tricks could not only appease them, but also be considered a great kindness! She could also earn some money, killing two birds with one stone, so why not?

but……

How could she be in a rich man's house?
It should be in Maidong's sea of ​​consciousness. Could this also be her memory?
The only strange thing was, why didn't they seem to see me? Could it be that this time was different?
No, no!

Maidong's inner demon should have been broken by her, and it's time for him to return to his true self.

She remembered that her consciousness was pierced through the abdomen by a sword. Could she be really dead?
Lingxiang took a long breath, and then calmed down - he was already dead, what else could he do? Just wait and see.

Now that we are here, we should make the best of it!
And the slightly older boy looked very familiar, I must have seen him somewhere before.

Just then, a voice came from behind.

"My dear, why are you out wearing so little again? It's cold in autumn, don't catch a cold."

Lingxiang turned her head and saw the nanny picked up the little girl and went into the house. On the stone steps under the tree were two unripe pine cones that the little girl had just played with.

The little boy came over with his short legs, jumping and running, passed Lingxiang, picked up the pine cone under the tree, looked at it carefully for a long time, and then asked:
"Whose little girl is that?"

Huh? Are you asking me?
Lingxiang pointed at herself with a confused look on her face.

I want to know more! Just as I was about to speak, I heard the maid behind me answer with a smile: "That one is the daughter of the fairy family invited by the master of the house. The little girl is very cute."

"Is he cute?" The little boy looked unconvinced, "Are you cuter than me?"

hiss!
This little brat, how shameless...

It’s so thick!

"Of course the little boy is the cutest. No one else can compare to him." The maid coaxed the little boy with a big smile on her face.

After receiving the maid's response, the boy lowered his head and fiddled with the pine cone again, then put it in his arms.

A servant came out from the moon gate and said something like "The master of the house wants to see you." The maid then took the two children out, and the servant knocked on the little girl's door and said the same thing.

Homeowner?

He is really a rich old man!

Tsk! I have to go out and have a good look. How rich is this old rich man? If I like something, I can send it to him in my dream at night, right? After all, I have to make arrangements when I go down there.

Money not only moves people's hearts, but it can also make the devil work!

So Lingxiang happily followed the little girl and the old lady.

You know what, you won’t know until you see it. This house is really big, with pavilions, towers, waterside pavilions and fish ponds.

It's more like a villa than a house.

Looks like a rich guy!
This family's yard is not only large, but also has many rooms. There are guards in tight clothes everywhere, and there is even a martial arts training ground. The sound of "hum hum ha hey" can be heard from inside, and it sounds like someone is practicing martial arts.

This is not something that ordinary wealthy families can have. It seems that I have to make a fortune today. After all, a rich man with such a family business will have some good things.

Moreover, in the martial arts arena, the voice of a child could be faintly heard:

"Brother Lu! What's the point of practicing martial arts every day? Why don't we go roast peanuts!"...

Perhaps because they were walking far away, I couldn't hear the rest of the words clearly. I could only vaguely hear the voice of a young boy, with a very gentle tone.

How wonderful! Childhood sweethearts!

Lingxiang curled her lips, unable to tell whether she was envious or jealous, but she felt that what was written in the storybook was not entirely false.

However, in the stories, many childhood sweethearts eventually go their separate ways. I just hope this pair can have a good ending in the end.

Lingxiang sighed, turned around and followed the nanny and the little girl who were walking away.

Several people stopped in a yard. Soon someone came out and told the little girl to go into the house alone. Lingxiang took this opportunity to sneak in.

This is a guest room. There were already three men waiting outside the room. Each of them had a different expression: one was serious, one was nervous, and one was uneasy.

And faint sounds could be heard through the curtain, as if there was someone inside.

When the girl entered the house, she looked around, and perhaps because she didn't see the person she wanted to see, she started shouting.

"Mother!"

After hearing the call, someone inside answered and then someone came out. It turned out to be...

"Mother...Mother..."

It turned out to be the Fairy Tumi!
This……

What exactly is going on?

Is this all a dream?
(End of this chapter)