The moon hangs crescent in the sky, and the stars look at the sky, the mountains and the rivers. A breeze blows, and the fragrance of peach blossoms overflows. The moon is swaying with flowers. The white dress in the sea of ​​pink flowers makes it more Qinghua.

That was a woman, a very beautiful woman. Among the vast rain of pink flowers, she was the only one dressed in white, like a fairy who could not eat the fireworks of the world. She had silver hair and purple eyes, a fair face, a beautiful nose and diamond lips. There was always a lightness on her face. She smiled faintly. Her long hair hung down her shoulders, her white skirt reached her knees, and she stood in the wind.

"Mother." A childish voice sounded behind her. She turned around, with a loving smile on her face, and opened her arms.

The girl looked to be only three years old, but her appearance was very different from that of the woman. She ran towards the woman with her short legs.

"Mother, mother." she shouted as she ran.

"Come here quickly..." The woman's eyes were full of doting and love.

"Yaya." Her gentle and melodious voice kept urging the girl to quicken her steps.

The girl only felt that the more she ran, the blurrier the figure in front of her became.

It's hazy and increasingly unreal, as if it will disappear at any time.

She seemed to feel something, and her running steps became more urgent.

"Hoo, ho..." The little girl gasped for air, but a bright smile spread on her face.

The falling peaches are colorful and the moonlight is shining.

How can this scene be described as beautiful? However, no matter how beautiful the moonlit peach scene is, it cannot compete with the charming smile of a beautiful woman.

She knelt down, stretched out her slender jade hands, and touched the girl's face.

But at that moment, the hand, connected to the body, gradually disappeared and turned into specks of starlight.

Seeing this, the little girl hurriedly stretched out her little hand to grab it, but found that everything was in vain. What she could grasp was nothingness.

"Mother---"

The sad voice, filled with deep despair, echoed in the air for a long time and could not dissipate.

Yi Xiaorou sat up from the bed suddenly, only to realize that it was just a dream, and her forehead was covered with sweat.

Thinking of that dream, a hint of dark red appeared in her usually inorganic amber eyes.

She calmed down her breath and found herself in a strange place.

Carved pear wood bed, silk and pink gauze tent, carved and hollow mahogany windows.

Everything is strange.

She was frowning and thinking about life.

Suddenly, a "squeak" sound disrupted Yi Xiaorou's thoughts. The wooden door was opened, light penetrated in, and the room was filled with light.

The sudden light made Yi Xiaorou squint her eyes uncomfortably. Suddenly, she felt that the light was not that strong. Yi Xiaorou looked up and saw a woman walking towards her with lotus steps and a bowl in her hand.

She was wearing a light blue dress with dots of red plums embroidered on the skirt. She used a white brocade belt to tie her uncontrollably slender waist. Her three thousand black hair was tied with only a light blue ribbon. Starting from the beginning, her eyebrows are lightly swept, her eyes are full of spring, her skin is as smooth as warm jade, and her cherry lips are not dotted but red, and she is delicate and pretty, with outstanding temperament, and a bit of color in her elegance.

Seeing Yi Xiaorou looking at her, she raised her lips and smiled, with two sweet pear nests faintly exposed on her lips.

"Girl, you're awake." Her voice was as clear and sweet as an oriole.

Yi Xiaorou glanced at her lightly, then subconsciously lowered her head and realized that her black outfit had turned into unknown fabric at some point, and it was a strange outfit.

Shen Tianyun only then took a look at Yi Xiaorou. The girl was only twenty-eight years old. Her face was pale, and every facial feature was very delicate, but when put together, her face was extremely bland. She was the kind of person who would look like someone lost in a crowd. The kind that won't attract anyone's attention.

But she has a pair of clear and bright amber eyes, like a newborn baby. Only when you look closely can you find that those eyes are clear but cold, like a legendary puppet, without any emotion.

Her black hair was spread behind her, and she was wrapped in a white undershirt that covered her thin body. She looked like a simple, weak and unexperienced little girl.

"Who changed the clothes?" Her voice was neutral and gentle. It might have been a little hoarse because she hadn't eaten for a long time, but it wasn't unpleasant.

After hearing her words, Shen Tianyun chuckled, thinking it was the little girl's shame.

"Don't worry, girl, I changed your clothes, but strangely enough, it seems that no one can get close to you except me. As soon as you get close, you will be shaken away. This is true for you, and so is the doctor you just invited. ." She smiled kindly at Yi Xiaorou, without concealing anything she said, and she didn't feel Yi Xiaorou's probing eyes at all.

"By the way, girl, you have been sleeping for a long time, so you must be hungry. Please drink this bowl of porridge first, and then order the meal to be prepared later."
Chapter completed!