This contradictory feeling made Ji Nuan a little at a loss. When she was three feet away from the painting, she stopped and stared at the magnificent palace in the painting. Her clear eyes suddenly had mist.

Time seemed to have stopped, everything around seemed to have disappeared, and in a trance, she was already in the palace in the painting.

A painful moan suddenly came from his ears, and Ji Nuan looked around in panic, looking for the source of the sound.

When she listened quietly, her voice suddenly disappeared. She slowly walked forward, gently stroked her jade hand to the round table of pear wood in the hall, and a hanging heart was thundering wildly.

The foot seemed to feel a little sticky. When I lowered my eyes and looked closely, I realized that it was blood. The bright red blood was like a winding little snake, climbing all the way to the big golden nanmu wood carving bed.

Looking up, I saw that the plain white brocade quilt on the bed had already turned bloody red. The woman in red tried her best to lift her skinny little hands, as if she was calling someone.

His heart suddenly felt ache, and Ji Nuan hurriedly bypassed the blood flowing on the ground and walked slowly towards the woman.

Every time he got closer, the pain worsened, and the mist lingering in his eyes had already turned into crystal tears and fell. Ji Nuan sobbed and wanted to hold her hand, but her fingers penetrated directly through her hands.

When she looked closely, the woman in red looked very similar to her, but she was different. Her face was white and bright red. Recently, she was raised by Song Wangchen, and the woman not only had a pale face as paper, but her cheek bones were bulging and her eyes were deep, and even her lips were dry and white. She looked like she had become sick for a long time. Ji Nuan was shocked to realize that this woman was Ye Ling.

Ye Ling's curled long eyelashes trembled slightly. She seemed to try hard to open her eyes, but she still couldn't open it.

The "click" sound was so shocked that Ji Nuan looked sideways quickly, and saw Ye Ling's red clothes could not cover up the large hole in her abdomen with blood flowing out. The sound just now was the sound of blood dripping to the ground along the edge of the bed.

She remembered that Ye Li had seen her that Ye Ling was pregnant. Could it be that her child was forcibly peeled from her belly?

Ji Nuan was so shocked that she covered her mouth and took two steps back, shook her head and she kept crying, and her heart felt an indescribable soreness. She wanted to help Ye Ling, but she couldn't touch her at all.

"Dong,"

When he heard another sound, he saw Ye Ling's little hand falling weakly on the edge of the bed. His cherry lips were opened and closed on his white cheeks, but he could not make any sound.

Ji Nuan could clearly know what she was going to say, so she said with her: "Ling Cheng, don't think of leaving me in the next life, unless I don't want you!"

Tang Siyan's palm that supported his head suddenly slid down, which scared him to wake up from his sleep. Ji Nuan seemed to have said something about Ling Cheng just now. He first rubbed his sleepy eyes, and then stood up reluctantly.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Ji Nuan as if he was in a bad mood. He raised his hand and shakingly approached the wall. He hurriedly stepped forward and turned her back and asked her what other wind was going to suck her?

But he regretted it as soon as he asked, because he had never seen Ji Nuan crying, his eyes swollen and his face was full of tears. He felt that the situation was not very good, so he called her name and asked her what was wrong?

Ji Nuan's eyes were hazy and floating. She seemed to have no idea what he said, but she just kept trying to turn around.

Tang Siyan was anxious and had no choice but to do anything.

Then he squeezed her shoulders hard and shook her back and forth.

Ji Nuan suddenly trembled all over, lifting her tearful eyes like she woke up from a dream, and choked and said, "I don't know what's wrong with me, I just feel so sad, so sad... It's like a very important and important thing is thrown here, so sour, so astringent, so painful!" She covered her chest, and the tears in her eyes slid down on the back of her trembling hands like a bead with a broken thread.

"Let's go! I'll take you away." Tang Siyan felt uncomfortable when she saw her sad and painful appearance. She felt that this place was a little weird, so she thought to take her away.

"No, I can't leave!" Ji Nuan suddenly pushed him away with an out of control, pointed at the landscape painting on the wall with a trembling hand, and turned around in a hurry. "Ye Ling, Ye Ling is still in that painting. She, she is about to die. I have to save her, save her children, save them, yes! Save them." The excited and sobbing tone seemed to be narrating to Tang Siyan, or she was talking to herself.

"What Ye Ling, Ji Nuan, what are you talking nonsense? Don't mess with me, this is really not fun at all. Let's go back!" Tang Siyan was already timid. Seeing that Ji Nuan was really like being caught in an evil spirit, she was so cowardly that she hugged her arms and shook her. Her bright eyes looked around, for fear that if an unjustly soul would come out and swallow him alive.

In just a blink of an eye, Ji Nuan reached out to touch the landscape painting. The sudden strong light made him unable to open his eyes, but he did not forget to pounce on him and grabbed Ji Nuan's arm.

"Ah~" Tang Siyan shouted in horror, and disappeared into the bedroom with Ji Nuan.

The two guarding the gate outside the hall heard the sound and saw a faint light flashing in Yuzhu Zun's bedroom. They looked at each other and pushed the door open in panic, but they didn't notice anything. Even the glimmer of light just now had disappeared.

The hall was so quiet that the two of them couldn't help but feel excited, and tacitly thought that nothing had happened, and ran out quickly.

"Oh, it hurts!" Another scream, Tang Siyan grinned and got up from the ground. When he opened his eyes, he was so excited that he was so excited that the golden palace was so stimulating that he closed his eyes again.

After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes with his sleeves. After adapting to the light here, he began to look around the scenery, including plum, orchid, bamboo, chrysanthemum, green mountains, green water and trees, geese flying in the morning sun, and fish swimming in the lotus pond. The scenery here is as beautiful as a dream, but why there is no sound around, and it is so quiet that it is scary.

Where is this place? Where is Ji Nuan? Why is there no good thing happening when you are with her? Could it be that you have traveled through time again?

Suddenly, a sob came from behind. Tang Siyan turned around and saw Ji Nuan standing in place in a daze. The tears in his eyes kept falling down for a moment, but there was a smile on his face. No matter how he looked, he felt extremely strange.

Tang Siyan was very panicked. Ji Nuan had been wrong since just now. He even doubted whether she was possessed by a demon. He did not dare to go forward or call her, but just looked at her with trembling.

Ji Nuan stared at the palace where the Youranju plaque was hanging. A woman in a white gauze dress suddenly appeared in her mind. She held her cheek with one hand and sat next to the desk with her jade fingers. She tapped the desk with only some paintings of trees. She proudly and cutely acted coquettishly at the man in white holding a sheep hair, saying, "I can draw a palace here. I want it to be gold bricks and green tiles, luxurious and luxurious."

The man asked her, "Why do you want gold bricks and green tiles?" His tone was extremely doting, his smile was particularly gentle, but his eyes revealed undetectable pain and fatigue.

"You don't know the golden house is hidden

Is it cute? So stupid!" The woman kept giggling, smiling innocently.

Ji Nuan could clearly feel that there were countless sadness and helplessness hidden in her short words. She always smiled, but the blood-colored roses dyed on the white gauze skirt made her smile particularly desolate.

The picture suddenly turned and saw the man busy on the swing in the yard, his handsome cheeks were covered with sweat, but he ignored it, just pulled the rope and tried to make it firm. Then he trot into the wooden house with satisfaction.

When he appeared again, there was a woman in red with a smile on her face. He gently put her down, held her on the swing, and shook the rope gently. The pushing force was so small that she just pushed forward that she retreated again. However, he held the rope with one hand and supported her with the other. The appearance of carefully protecting her was as if she would fly away after pushing a little further.

A strong smile rippled on the woman's thin little face, and her happiness and satisfaction were all revealed in her eyebrows. It seemed that only the laughter of the two of them could be heard in the wind, which made people yearn for a longing at first sight.

She asked, "My husband, what are the names of our children?"

"As long as it was taken by Ling'er, anything is fine!" He squatted in front of her and responded to her with a smile, and then gently scraped the tip of her proud nose.

"I've thought about it for a long time. If the boy calls him Ling Ye, the girl calls her Ling Ling. You and me, our children!" She raised her little head proudly, like a child asking for performance, waiting for his praise.

Sure enough, he praised her for her cleverness and kindness.

Both of them were smiling. They hugged each other tightly, but Ji Nuan felt very uncomfortable and felt pain even when she breathed.

In a blink of an eye, Ye Ling held her cheek with her hands, gently lit her fingertips on her jade cheeks and sat next to the wooden table, proudly opening her mouth slightly for Ling Cheng to feed her.

Ling Chengze held up the jade bowl with one hand and held the spoon in the other hand and blew the soup close to his lips and then put it into Ye Ling's mouth with a smile. However, she was burned and frowned and angry. Her two little hands kept stoking her lips, which was so shocked that he hurriedly put down the jade bowl spoon in his hand, approaching her lips to help her cooler, but the bad Ye Ling held his head with both hands and kissed his lips playfully. The two began to linger in a warm feeling...

The pictures in his mind kept changing, and Ji Nuan saw many scenes of the two getting along. They grabbed rice grains and fed chickens like ordinary people, drove the sheep to walk on the shore of Zhishui Lake, or snuggled up to the top of Qilin Mountain to enjoy the flowers and the moon, or she just sat quietly beside the desk, staring at him to paint.

If it weren't for the woman's thinning figure and rapidly aging face, if it weren't for the indelible sorrow between the man's eyebrows and the indelible haze in his eyes, they would have been the happiest young couple in this world.

From the beginning, Ji Nuan knew that the two were Ye Ling and Ling Cheng, and where she was standing now was the Qiankun painting made by Ling Cheng. She just couldn't figure out whether those memories really existed or the illusion that this painting gave her?

But she knew that Ling Cheng was not as Ye Li said, but a person with no worries and no worries.

Ji Nuan could see countless tenderness and pampering in his eyebrows, especially when she saw Ling Cheng feeding Ye Ling, she felt a little jealous.
Chapter completed!