Honeysuckle and silver flowers are blooming everywhere [Snowflake Goddess Dragon Doujin]

Liu Feng pushed the door and entered, Jing Hua stood up abruptly, took Liu Feng's hand and asked, "Sister Liu, how is Su Hong?"

"I've been rescued," Liu Feng said, "Hey, I didn't expect Su Hong to force her to die. Su Yuan is really in trouble now."

Jing Hua let go of Liu Feng's hand, sighed heavily, and said, "Then...don't be together..."

Liu Feng gently pressed Jing Hua's shoulder, and asked softly, "Are you willing?"

Jing Hua burst into tears immediately: "It's just because I'm young, nothing else?"

"But this is reality." Liu Feng said.

Jing Hua sat on the ground dejectedly, speechless.

After a long time, Liu Feng said, "If it's the main room, it's not proper; but if it's the side room, Su Hong won't be able to say anything."

Jing Hua raised her head, expressing that she didn't understand.

Liu Feng went on to say: "If Su Yuan already had a regular wife, then no matter what the age of the concubine is, she would not be so controversial. It's just... if you care about the status..."

Jing Hua heard the clue, and asked with a sneer, "Who is the main wife? Is it you?"

Liu Feng was startled, then lowered his head.After a long time, he uttered a sentence: "Xiao Hua, I love him too."

"Damn!" Jing Hua glared, "Sister Liu, I have always regarded you as a close sister, but you took advantage of the situation. Now, the separation and reunion of Su Yuan and I are two people's business, and you actually fight Came up with such an idea!"

Liu Feng frowned, and said in a low voice: "Xiaohua, I know you feel wronged. But now that the Su family almost killed someone, don't you really have the heart to see Su Yuan in trouble? He is willing to marry you regardless, but he still has to choose It’s a good way to have both. Do you care about your status, or do you just want to marry him and live a peaceful life?”

"Of course I want to marry him, but you..." Jing Hua was speechless.

"This method is for you to marry him," Liu Feng said, "Didn't you say that you would like to marry him with all your heart and live a good life?"

Jing Hua felt like someone pulled a pile of shit in her heart, it was smelly and clogged.She murmured: "How could this be...why did it become like this..."

"Xiaohua, I'm sorry for you," Liu Feng said, "but I already have his child..."

"You..." Jing Hua hiccupped, a mouthful of old blood stuck in her throat.

"I can't blame me for this, he was drunk..."

"Get out!" Jing Hua's growling body finally activated, "What kind of bastards, I'm not getting married! I'm not getting married! Liu Feng, don't let me see you again, get out! Get out! Get out!"

It was only at this time that Jing Hua realized that she didn't know how to swear at all.

As she wished, Liu Feng gracefully rolled away with her eggy and melancholy back.

"Scumbags! Scumbags! What a goddamn horse!" Liu Feng walked away for a long time, but Jing Hua's anger still persisted.

"It's so entertaining," Abu said.

Jing Hua saw Abu sitting on the chair next to him, and only then did he regain his sense of being an outsider.She stood up, patted her butt, went to the table and poured a glass of water: "Damn, my voice is hoarse."

"This shows that you are also a deceitful master." Abu said.

"Get out," Jing Hua put down the cup, sat on the chair next to Abu, and asked, "Why didn't you see the part where the pen was broken?"

"Come on, I have to let you know the cause and effect." Abramovich said, "How about you take a 15-minute intermission?"

"No need, continue." Jing Hua said.

A Bu chuckled and knocked Jing Hua unconscious.

Jing Hua opened her eyes and found herself lying on the bed in the bedroom of the painting gallery.And the man beside him, who else would it be if it wasn't Su Yuan, a bastard?

Jing Hua sat up abruptly, trying to raise her hands to cut him, but he held down both shoulders.

"Hua'er, don't get excited, you will feel uncomfortable." Su Yuan said.

"Get lost." Jing Hua said.

"Still mad at me?"

"Don't tell me that, you beast of a dress."

"The matter about Miss Liu is my fault." Su Yuan said, "I was so drunk that day that I mistook her for you...I..."

"Liu Feng also likes you. Now that you have children, get married when you should, and don't involve me."

"Hua'er, I naturally know Miss Liu likes me. But you should know that my heart is yours."

"Don't say that. It's too shameless, I'm not used to it." Jing Hua said coldly.

"Now, Ms. Liu is pregnant with the flesh and blood of the Su family. I can't be irresponsible. But even if I marry her, I will only treat her with respect, because I love you." Su Yuan said, "You know why I To name you Lady Golden Flower?"

"Why?"

"Because I hope that I can always call you a lady. I really hope that you can become my Su Yuan's lady."

"Hehe." Jing Hua said.

"Over the years, Hong'er and I have depended on each other for life. I'm just such a younger sister. I can't just watch her die," Su Yuan said, "I will tell her well that as long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will definitely marry you. Will you give me a chance to make up for the grievances you have suffered today?"

Jing Hua kept silent.

"If you don't speak, I'll take it as your agreement."

"I didn't agree!"

"I didn't agree either."

Jing Hua was startled, and said with a sneer, "Is it really important whether I agree or not? Anyway, you won't marry me."

"I will marry you." Su Yuan held Jing Hua's hand and said firmly, "As long as there is a glimmer of hope, Su Yuan will definitely marry you. Hua'er, wait for me."

After Su Yuan finished speaking, he let go and got up to leave, but Jing Hua grabbed his sleeve and said, "Su Yuan, I'll be waiting for you."

Su Yuan smiled and hugged her, and left.

Jing Hua feels that Su Yuan really wants to marry Miss Jinhua at this moment, and Lady Jinhua also really wants to marry him.

It took Jing Hua a while to recall Su Yuan's interpretation of Lady Jinhua's name.He can call her his wife, but others can too.But anyone can call her a lady.

Oh, who is taking advantage of it?Jing Hua sighed endlessly.Su Yuan's EQ is at least [-].

From Jing Hua's point of view, she doesn't like Su Yuan, a master in love.But if it was changed to the 14-year-old Jinhua lady... the authorities are fans, who knows.

Lady Jinhua's heart is not dead yet, she still has expectations for Su Yuan.

Three days later, Su Yuan and Liu Feng got married.

Jing Hua goes to have a wedding, but Su Hong blocks the door.She took out the invitation card, not wanting to be torn apart by Su Hong.

This brief dispute was particularly glaring at the joyful wedding.Su Yuan pulled Su Hong over and scolded in a low voice: "Hong'er, what are you doing!"

"Brother, you can do it!" Su Hong said, "Why did you invite her to the wedding wine? Does it mean that after marrying the older one, you will marry the younger one?"

Su Yuan's face darkened: "What nonsense are you talking about? Today is my big day!"

"I don't agree!" Su Hong said, "As long as I, Su Hong, live, I will not allow this vixen to enter the house!"

"You...you go into the house!" Su Yuan said sharply.

Jing Hua looked at everything in front of her with cold eyes, suddenly sneered, turned and left.

This man never said a word in public from the beginning to the end, yes, I just want to marry her or something like that.He just said that today is his day of great joy.

Concubine?compensate?sincere?

hehe.One hehe is enough.

Jing Hua returned to the art gallery and began to rummage through boxes and cabinets to find things.

"Looking for what?" Abu asked.

"Gold wire paintbrush," Jing Hua said, "Golden Flower Lady won't break it, I will break it."

"It's not time to break the brush yet," said Abu. "Besides, the gold thread brush was given by Sima Yi. Why are you breaking it?"

One word awakens the dreamer.The gold silk paintbrush was obviously given by Sima Yi, so why did Su Yuan treat Miss Jinhua badly, but Lady Jinhua broke the paintbrush given by Sima Yi?

"So, you have to continue to pay attention to the development of the situation." Abramovich said.

Jing Hua nodded and asked, "Can you see Su Yuan's situation from here?"

"Of course," Abu said with a smirk, "Could it be that you're starting to like Su Yuan too?"

"No, I just want to know what this scumbag thinks."

"Please look at the big screen." Jing Hua followed the direction Abu pointed, and saw a landscape painting hanging on the wall suddenly turned into a large white screen.Immediately afterwards, a red candle appeared, which was the candle of the bridal chamber.

Liu Feng was wearing a red wedding dress, sitting on the bed.Su Yuan closed the door and walked slowly to the bed.

"Miss Liu, today is your wedding day, you have been wronged." Su Yuan said.

"Today is also your wedding day." Liu Feng said.

Su Yuan remained silent, and sat down on the stool by the table silently. .

"Now you and I are husband and wife, have you ever regretted it?" Liu Feng asked.

Su Yuan shook his head: "I won't regret it."

"Are you for me, or for...the child in my stomach?"

With her back turned to her, Su Yuan said in a low voice: "Su is only responsible for what he has done."

Liu Feng was speechless.After a long time, she stood up and walked to Su Yuan.

"My husband, Xiaohua is so young, and she has a long life ahead. Since you have no destiny, don't give her any hope. You might as well let her let go of this relationship and start a new life." Liu Feng said.

"Go to sleep." Su Yuan stood up and walked out of the room coldly.

Su Yuan went downstairs and walked out of the hospital.He stared blankly at the dark painting gallery opposite.

At this moment, many past events may appear in his heart.It's just that only he and Mrs. Jinhua know what these past events are.

Finally, Su Yuan sighed and went back.

The screen changed back to landscape painting again.Jing Hua felt a little melancholy after reading this passage.

"Go to bed first, tomorrow will be the key plot." Abu said.

"You still want me to act?" Jing Hua felt overwhelmed, "This plot is too bloody, can you directly broadcast it to me on the big screen?"

"No."

"Why?"

"Because I'm sleepy, sleep first." Abu yawned and disappeared into the night.

Jing Hua suddenly felt a thousand grass-mud horses whizzing past her heart.

Although it's been a long time, it's the first time for a person to spend the night alone.

She clearly knew that she should have slept in Jinhuaju.In the dream, she entered the past of Lady Jinhua.And every time the scene changes, she seems to have entered a new dream.

At this moment, she couldn't tell which level of dream this was, and it was even more complicated than Inception.Abu should not be aiming at Doraemon, there are so many nonsensical equipment, and he can't stop at all.But she knew that as long as Abu didn't want her to wake up, she couldn't wake up.

A night alone is suitable for cranky thinking.

She began to think about her past life, her parents, her friends, and the brat who kicked her.Although Lady Jinhua is miserable, her own situation is not very good.

Jing Hua thought about it, and couldn't help crying.Crying and crying, it's dawn.

After waiting for a while, Abu still hasn't appeared.Jing Hua turned over and fell asleep.

Jing Hua was awakened by a loud bang.It was as if the door of the house had been kicked or knocked open, and then, the hurried footsteps were getting closer and closer, and they went straight to the room where Jing Hua was.

Jing Hua was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes, she only frowned to express her irritability.

The visitor quickly reached Jing Hua's bedside and began to shake her shoulders lightly.

"Hua'er, Hua'er?"

Jing Hua opened her eyes reluctantly.Seeing Su Yuan, he blurted out a word: "Ah?"

"Hua'er, are you okay?" Su Yuan said, "I knocked on the door for a long time and you didn't answer, so I..."

"Are you okay?" Jing Hua asked.

"No... as long as you're fine, I'm leaving." Su Yuan lowered his head, turned and left.

Jing Hua was suddenly pulled by some kind of force, lifted the quilt, rushed to Su Yuan, and asked coldly, "You kicked down my door early in the morning, just to tell me this?"

Su Yuan frowned slightly, and said in a low voice, "Hua'er, let's...let's stop here."

Jing Hua's heart skipped a beat, "Su Yuan, have you ever loved me?"

Su Yuan remained silent.

"So, do you love her?"

"Liu Feng...she is indeed a good girl," Su Yuan said, "Since I first met her, I know her temperament and heart are different from others."

"You mean, you fell in love with her at first sight?"

"Hua'er, I'm sorry. You are still young, you can start over."

"Didn't you say you wanted to marry me?" Jing Hua asked.

"Hua'er, you don't understand my difficulties, and you can't understand my situation." Su Yuan said, "Maybe you think everything is my fault, and I am indeed wrong, completely wrong."

What Su Yuan said was no different from what Jing Hua's ex-boyfriend said on the phone.Jing Hua sighed, feeling infinitely sad.

"It's just a mistake that you love me?"

Su Yuan didn't answer.

"Understood. You go."

Jing Hua returned to the bed and covered her head with the quilt.

After Su Yuan left, Jing Hua went downstairs to the backyard to wash her face.Hearing the sound of footsteps, she wiped the water from her face with a handkerchief, walked into the living room, and saluted the young man in blue, "Lord Sima."

"Girl is free," Sima Yi said, "I bought a piano, and I want to borrow the girl's place to try it out. Is that okay?"

"My lord, please go ahead." Jing Hua said.

Sima Yi smiled, sat down and began to play the piano.He played "House of Flying Daggers", Jing Hua was upset when she heard it, she couldn't help crying loudly while covering her ears.

"Stop! Stop playing! Stop!"

Sima Yi glanced at her, without the slightest intention to stop, the strings in his hand plucked even tighter.

"I don't want to hear it! I don't want to hear this!"

With a bang, the strings broke.Jing Hua sat slumped on the ground, tears streaming down her face.

Sima Yi walked up to Jing Hua slowly, took out the silk handkerchief from his bosom and handed it to her, and said softly, "It's a good thing to break the strings of such an annoying song. It's also a good thing to cut off the strings of such annoying feelings." Lovesickness is bitter, jealousy hurts others, why does Jinhua lady let herself taste this taste repeatedly?"

Jing Hua smiled wryly, and replied, "Jing regards adults as confidantes, but you have a beautiful wife, a beloved son, and a happy family, so how can you understand my feelings?"

Sima Yi shook his head helplessly: "Miss Jinhua is young and energetic, I must not listen to what I say."

Jing Hua watched Sima Yi go away, her back gradually blurred, and then she didn't know anything.

Jing Hua wakes up and finds herself back on the bed in the painting gallery.There was a bowl of porridge on the bedside table.Jing Hua drank the porridge, stayed in the room for a while, and then went downstairs.

There is no one in the gallery.Jing Hua studied the ink, picked up the paintbrush on the table, and wanted to draw something.

The moment she picked up the brush, Jing Hua felt that the weight of this brush was different from other brushes.After a closer look, it turned out to be a Zizhu gold thread brush.No wonder I couldn't find it after rummaging through the box and cabinet yesterday. It turned out to be placed in the most conspicuous place.

Jing Hua held the gold silk paintbrush, and images of the relationship between Lady Jinhua and Su Yuan frequently appeared in her mind.There is sweetness, there is sadness, there is anger, there is despair.

After a long time, Jing Hua opened her eyes and wiped the tears from her face.Seeing Sima Yi sitting on the side, Jing Hua was startled.Before he had time to ask, Sima Yi spoke first.

"Just now I saw the girl was thinking about something, so I didn't dare to disturb her," Sima Yi said, "Are you feeling better?"

Jing Hua nodded.

"Perhaps the girl thinks that I can't understand your feelings, but I believe that you shouldn't be wronged like this."

"I asked for it myself." Jing Hua said flatly.

"Miss Jing, are you willing to commit yourself to the family?" Sima Yi asked suddenly.

Jing Hua looked at Sima Yi in surprise: "My lord, you want to marry me???"

"I don't mean any blasphemy to the girl, but you are so haggard, I'm worried..." Sima Yi paused, and then said, "If you don't want to marry me, you can treat me as a brother and live in my house for a few days God. My wife likes you very much and will definitely regard you as a sister and relative."

"No need," Jing Hua said, "Madam is virtuous and gentle, sir should cherish it. Jing, I don't need sympathy."

"Then what are your plans?"

"No plans yet."

"You are full of talent, do you really want to waste yourself because of this unworthy man?"

"Heart has no fixed place, love can't be fulfilled, what's the use of talent." After Jing Hua said, holding the purple bamboo and gold thread brush, she walked slowly in front of Sima Yi.

"Miss Jing?" Sima Yi stood up.

Jing Hua raised her paintbrush and said firmly, "Master Sima has shown kindness to Mrs. Jinhua, and Jing has nothing to repay. Jing Hua would rather live up to your hard work than destroy the happiness of your family."

Jing Hua exerted force with her right hand, and the paintbrush snapped in two with a "crack".

"From now on, Jing will no longer paint."

Jing Hua threw the broken pen on the table, turned and went upstairs.As he was walking, he suddenly stepped on the ground and fell into a dark abyss.

"Wake up, wake up!" Xiner's clear voice.

"The strong man's Purple Spirit Pill really worked." Xiao Rou's voice.

Jing Hua narrowed her eyes and looked carefully for a while, and finally recognized the burly man in front of her—Gao Yishan.

"How do you know I'm here?" Jing Hua asked.

"Multiple inquiries." Gao Yishan said.

"Thank you Brother Gao for the medicine," Jing Hua said.

"No thanks," Gao Yishan said in a low voice, "If Master is still alive, there is no need for this purple spirit pill."

"Xiaorou, Xin'er, you guys go down first." Jing Hua said.

Xiao Rou and Xin Er retreated one after another.

Jing Hua signaled Gao Yishan to come over, and whispered in his ear: "If Mr. Nongyue is going to visit the tomb, don't stop him."

"Why?" Gao Yishan asked.

"He, will save him."

"Oh," Gao Yishan nodded thoughtfully, and asked again: "But why?"

"Because they are good friends..." Jing Hua thought in her heart, but she didn't dare to say that, so she could only say, "Just trust me."

Gao Yishan nodded and sighed, "Too many things have happened recently."

"What happened again??"

"Papa Qiu is gone."

"Nani? Isn't he dead?"

"Yes, but the body is gone."

"Then, what about ghosts?" Jing Hua asked.

"He's not good either. You'll find out when you go to the street." After Gao Yishan finished speaking, he sighed and smiled wryly, "Look at me, what are you talking about. The girl hasn't healed from the knife wound, so she should take a good rest. I'll start Go back and guard the tomb for your grandfather."

"There will be a period later."

After Gao Yishan left, Jing Hua changed her clothes, asked Xiaorou to help her with a hairstyle, and went to the street alone.