cook and luthier

The cook remembered the story her husband had told her.The two people who once wanted to hold hands for a lifetime, finally chose to give up each other for the sake of responsibility and responsibility, and finally heaven and man were separated forever.She once asked her husband if he had regretted it, but he didn't answer, but continued to look into the distance, and then replied lightly that this was just a story.But if it's really just an innocuous story, what is the reason for the indelible sadness in Mr.'s eyes.Ever since the concubine cared about the yam magnolia, the cook had guessed who the woman the husband was thinking about was.During those years in Gucheng, what my husband talked about most was his master, followed by that woman.The peach blossom fan reflects the person that people never forget, and then disappears in the fan, turning into a pink dot.The peach blossom fan is the only thing her husband left her.During the many years of fleeing, no matter whether it was Hui Yao or other organizations, they kept looking for the secret of Yufeng in her body, but with the departure of her husband, this secret has never been revealed.The blood of the Yufeng family has been cut off, and the bone flute that sealed the blood has been destroyed, and only those who are obsessed with their power are struggling to find them.

The cook came to the old housekeeper's residence, but stood at the door and did not move.This old man who has been very kind to her since she entered the mansion is exactly the same as the portrait of her husband hanging in the bedroom.Although he didn't know why this old man was in Prince Yu's mansion, the cook knew that he was the master of the husband, the family member that he cared most about.The door suddenly opened by itself, and a calm and distant voice came out, "Come in".

"When did you guess my identity?" The bamboo knife in the old man's right hand did not stop.

"I have seen your portrait, sir said you are her master"

"Now not only Hui Yao, but all the powers of other countries are staring at Prince Yu's mansion, and you know what they are planning." The old man slowly raised his head and looked at the cook.

"Grandpa, I will never hand over the mechanism map to them. As for the ability to control the wind, it ceased to exist from the moment my husband left. Since all the characters are on stage this time, it will be solved at once."

Old Butler: Are you no longer escaping this time?Now Prince Yu's Mansion will protect you, why do you have to face it again?

Cook: I can no longer hide and hide like this. After my husband leaves, I will be alone, and it doesn't matter if I wander around.But now, I want to give that person a home.Everything in the past must come to an end, and I can't let my past pull her into this fugitive life.

The old butler didn't speak any more, just patted her with his old hands.The cook showed a soothing smile, "Grandpa housekeeper, when I get home, I hope you can be my teacher."

"My child, behind you is Prince Yu's Mansion and a government office, so you are definitely not alone."

I know that I have never been really alone, so this time I have to end all this. Only in this way can I protect important people.

After the old housekeeper left, the cook took out the peach blossom fan, and now, he finally confirmed the true ownership of the fan.

At night, the cook quietly came to a secret room in the palace. There was a portrait of a woman hanging on the wall of the secret room.The woman leaned over the desk, engrossed in carving the peach wood in her hand.The cook looked at the portrait with tears in his eyes.The person in the painting is her husband, and the mahogany tree in the painting looks very much like a peach blossom fan.The cook put the peach blossom fan on the table in front of the portrait, and was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly stopped in his tracks, and there was the sound of water dripping from the other side of the room.The cook didn't turn his head, as if he said "return to Zhao" to the air and turned away without stopping.

After the cook left, the princess came out of the darkness.The peach blossom fans in the past were full of peach blossoms, imprinting those carefree years, but now the old man has passed away, the peach blossoms have faded, and there is only one portrait left.The person in the painting looks at the mahogany tree that is about to take shape in his hands with gentle eyes, and the princess murmurs, "What did you think of when you made the fan, what did you expect?" The calm words are filled with deep sadness.They are all women, and they all have responsibilities that cannot be let go, so the last person made the choice for her, and then left everyone with an irreparable tragedy.We missed it in the end, I always miss you, but I don't regret my choice back then.The princess didn't know whether to say it to the person in the painting or to herself.