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After the group of them dealt with the Sahua Beast, they headed back to Tianji Pavilion.The journey is long and accidents happen frequently, but with the addition of Song Lianzhou, who is very skilled in martial arts, there is less trouble.

But after hearing what Qingli said, Song Zhouzhou felt sorry for her mother, and she finally believed that she really died because of herself, but she always wanted to shirk responsibility.After waking up that day, she saw Yu concubine serving her by her side.

At that time, she felt that something was wrong, and then her body gradually recovered, and she went out for a walk.Seeing the way the disciples looked at him, I was extremely disgusted.She also went to find her mother, but she heard the maid who cleaned up her mother's room told herself that her mother had disappeared a few days ago.After she heard about this, she hurried back and asked Yu concubine when she woke up.

That time coincided with the day her mother disappeared, so she should have admitted at that time that she had killed her mother.

But she couldn't figure it out.Mother is the owner of Tianji Pavilion, why is she so reckless with her life?She really couldn't figure out what mother was thinking.

Along the way, Song Zhouzhou didn't say a word.She leaned her upper body against the side wall of the carriage, her head lightly knocked on the window sill, and she closed her eyes as if she was asleep.

"weekly?"

Hearing Cifan calling him, Song Zhouzhou slightly opened his eyes, and when she sat up straight, she still looked a little tired.There was gray around her eye sockets, and her eyes were glazed.

The road here is bumpy, and she has always had trouble falling asleep. She has not been able to sleep well in the past few days.

In a carriage with her, Ci Fan put everything about her in his heart.That day, in order to save herself and everyone else, she went out to fight the man-eating sahua beast regardless of her own life or death.She is very grateful to her, in her eyes Zhou Zhou is the bravest woman in the world.

"Zhou Zhou, lie down and rest your head on my lap so that you can sleep more peacefully." As she spoke, she also adjusted her position slightly.With a gentle smile on his face, he motioned for her to lean on him.

Along the way, the road surface is uneven and full of potholes. If you accidentally break your head, it will be bad.Simply because the carriage they rented was spacious and bright, even if Zhou Zhou lay flat, it would not feel crowded.

Song Zhouzhou raised his eyes to look at her, and smiled unconsciously.

"Aren't you tired?" Song Zhouzhou asked.

She looked at Song Zhouzhou and shook her head, saying, "I'm not tired."

"Okay." With that said, Song Zhouzhou lifted his long legs onto the seat.She lay down slowly on her side, her cheek touched Ci Fan's thin and cool cloth, and she couldn't help feeling a little itchy.The fragrance of the woman's body rushed into the nose, and the heartbeat gradually accelerated.After coughing twice, she tried her best to calm down.

I don't know if it's because I'm really tired, or because I'm leaning on her lap, I feel a little relieved.This sleep was very peaceful, without a dream.When she woke up, it was very dark inside the carriage, it must have been midnight.She didn't expect her to sleep for such a long time, and she didn't have any nightmares yet.

She slept so long that her body was very stiff.She sat up with her arms propped up, and was about to stretch her muscles and bones when suddenly a heavy object leaned gently against her arms.At this time, it was dark, and I couldn't see the surroundings clearly, and I couldn't see what was lying in my arms.

When Song Zhouzhou lowered his head, his lips touched someone's hair, and the fragrance of the woman's hair lingered in his nose.The fragrance is like the jasmine picked by a young girl in spring. The fragrance contains the shyness of a girl and the fragrance of flowers, and it is about to drip full of fragrance.

She slowly raised her arms and gently moved her body closer to her.Taking advantage of the night, she enjoyed the beauty's fragrance to herself, and her petite and thin body leaned against her bosom.

She has had enough sleep during the day, and she still doesn't feel drowsy even now.It was hard work for the beauty to keep her body stiff during the day, allowing herself to sleep so soundly.Now that Cifan has fallen asleep sweetly, she naturally wants to return it to her.

In this way, she sat with her all night.In the early morning, Cifan struggled out of her arms with a blushing face, so that she could relax.

"We've been walking for so long. I'm afraid we've reached the Tianji Pavilion after passing the last mountain." Song Zhouzhou looked calmly, looking slightly sideways at the landscape outside the window.With such a calm appearance, it seems that he didn't take what happened last night to his heart.

After hearing what Song Zhouzhou said, Ci Fan also lifted the curtain on her side, and looked at the rare and exotic trees flying past outside the window, she narrowed her eyes slightly.He put down the curtain and sat upright.

On the other side, Song Zhouzhou also put down the curtain in his hand.

There was a sudden silence in the car, and the atmosphere was very awkward.

The two of them didn't know each other very well, so they didn't know what they had to say in common.Along the way, Song Zhouzhou seemed to have a lot of things on his mind, so he never even glanced at Cifan.Only last night, she sat with her all night.Otherwise, Ci Fan thought she hated him.

However, if Song Zhouzhou hated him, it was not without reason.Who can accept a stranger into his house for no reason.

Seeing that Song Zhouzhou was born beautiful, the clothes on his body were also made of high-quality cloth, and the heavy patterns on the clothes were embroidered stitch by stitch with gold thread.She and Zhou Zhou were in a hurry, and they didn't hear Li tell her clearly whose family this girl surnamed Song belonged to.

Then I came out of the forest and saw no one else on the road, only a horse.She used her strong arms to help herself onto the horse, which did not match her thin figure at all.

She came from a humble background and had never seen a luxurious woman. Now that she saw a woman like Song Zhouzhou, she automatically imagined that she was powerless.But she left there with herself, came to the town, and almost killed the sahua beast, and then she knew that this woman was definitely not a lady who lived in her boudoir and didn't hear anything out of the window.

Regarding Song Zhouzhou's family background, if you climb over this mountain, you can reach the home she calls.

A small hand was exposed from the cuff, and she quietly held the corner of the clothes in her hand, feeling the undissipated warmth of Song Zhouzhou.She hasn't felt human warmth for a long time, and she didn't expect to feel a little dependent in her heart.

"Ci Fan, are you feeling uncomfortable?" Song Zhouzhou looked at Ci Fan's pale face and asked.

Ci Fan was a little frightened, and looked up at her with shyness in her beautiful eyes.

The little hand in the sleeve tightly grasped the wisp of warmth, but the warmth was not her own after all, and it was dissipated by the cold wind outside the window.

"I'm fine." She smiled awkwardly.

"Oh." Song Zhouzhou's eyes were a little deep, and he shifted his gaze from her to the scenery outside the window.It's just that after hugging her all night last night, I didn't even feel her popularity and pulse.

"Are you really okay?" Song Zhouzhou asked again, but this time, Cifan turned his face away with cold eyes.

Seeing her like this, Song Zhouzhou didn't dare to ask any more questions.It's just that I'm going back to the Tianji Pavilion soon, and when the time comes, I'll ask Ci Fan's horoscope, and I'll find out with the glazed mirror enshrined in the attic.

Speaking of which, Song Zhouzhou didn't know as much about the affairs of the pavilion as Song Lianzhou did, but it was a destiny. Since God chose Song Zhouzhou, he must have his own intentions.

The elders in the pavilion couldn't hide their disgust for the new pavilion master.First, they have watched these two children grow up, so of course they know what kind of people they are.This Song Zhouzhou loved to make troubles since he was a child, and he didn't take the responsibilities he had to deal with.Song Lianzhou read all the wonderful books in the world when he was young, and he knew the way of the world, but he couldn't understand the glazed mirror.

Second, the death of the former pavilion master was directly related to Song Zhouzhou, how could they not hate Song Zhouzhou?

After the death of the former pavilion master, all of them gesticulated Song Lianzhou's figure, and asked Xiuyifang to knit long robes overnight.After Song Lianzhou put on his new clothes, he was carried up to the attic by a group of people.However, no matter how Song Lianzhou fiddled with the glazed mirror, there was no gleam of light.

When everyone was disappointed, the glazed mirror suddenly lit up, and a portrait of Song Zhouzhou appeared on the mirror.It's Song Zhouzhou, but in fact, everyone doesn't think so.

Because Song Zhouzhou's temperament was flowing, without a trace of noble words.But in the painting, the woman is wearing a red shirt, her hair is raised in a high bun, and there are pairs of Feng Qiwu's steps stuck in the bun.The woman's eyes are sharp and indifferent, making people unable to look directly into her eyebrows.

An elder quietly ordered someone to bring Song Zhouzhou here.When Song Zhouzhou just stepped into the door of the attic, everyone looked at her with disgust and spoke rudely to her.

Song Lianzhou stood aside and wanted to speak up to support his sister, but seeing that the other party was a respected elder like his mother, he closed his eyes helplessly.

Song Zhouzhou couldn't bear their anger, and he didn't know what they were doing here with their unpleasant self.But when she saw the portrait appearing above the glazed mirror, she was a little surprised, she walked over quickly and wanted to wave the portrait away.But the portrait came out of the glazed mirror, how could it be easily waved away by anyone?

Song Zhouzhou also thought of this, she calmed down, and stretched out her hand to the noble glazed mirror amidst the exclamation and ridicule of the crowd.She just gently put her hands on it, and the light of the glazed mirror dissipated little by little.

Everything is a foregone conclusion, even the elders and Song Zhouzhou don't want such a person to be the master of Tianji Pavilion.But God has made a destiny, and no one can change it.

Recalling that day, Song Zhouzhou still felt extremely irritable.In the months since her mother's disappearance, she's not the tomboy she used to be.Now she is wearing a noble and heavy gown, trying to let the profound knowledge come out of her mouth.She is not learning without skill, she is also changing herself.

"Zhou Zhou, what are you thinking?"

Cifan felt a little better, and turned around to talk to Song Zhouzhou, but saw Song Zhouzhou's gloomy face.She thought she ignored her just now, did she get angry with herself?