Song Xiang stayed because she had many questions to ask, but when she saw the dark blue eyes of Rong Boye, she couldn't ask any questions. Instead, she kept urging Rong Boye to rest.
In the evening, An Xuyue woke up, and Yan Zhicheng's phone calls began to bombard the manor's landline. She didn't know how he did it.
"Silly dog! It's so noisy!"
An Xuyue answered the phone, first scolded Yan Zhicheng on the phone, and then complained to Song Xiang.
"Daughter-in-law, why did that person come to save us?"
Although she is not smart, she is still quite old and can still see some things clearly.
Song Xiang thought for a while and said that she and Rong Boye were friends.
"He won't make friends with you." An Xuyue denied.
Song Xiang wondered, "Why?"
"If you look like this, unless you are Nan Qing, you will be the face he hates the most in the world." An Xuyue said.
Song Xiang was stunned and didn't understand what this meant.
An Xuyue smacked her lips, lay down on the bed, and said: "There is something wrong with that guy and Yan Zhicheng. Yan Zhicheng will treat someone extra generously because he looks like Nan Qing, but he is different. If anyone looks like Nan Qing, he will feel
It’s not worthy, and it doesn’t look pleasing to the eye.”
Song Xiang thought about it and shook his head.
When he met Rong Boye for the first time, he became ill and held her wrist tightly. When they met for the second time, he invited her to dinner, and his attitude was quite good.
"You can't be...really the reincarnation of the Southern Qing Dynasty?" An Xuyue approached Song Xiang and pouted, "If it is true, it will be over. I will be her mother-in-law."
Song Xiang burst out laughing, finding this talk of ghosts and gods amusing.
She stayed with An Xuyue and talked for a while. When An Xuyue felt sleepy, it was almost nine o'clock and the lights in the manor were sparse, so she quietly walked out of the door.
I wanted to take a closer look during the day, but I didn't have the chance.
There were no servants in the main house, and there were only a few old lamps up and down. The moonlight shone through the colored windows, giving the room some light.
Song Xiang walked lightly through the second floor and reached the corridor connecting the main house and the small building.
The moonlight is hazy, shining on the wall, as if covering the paintings on the wall with a veil, mysterious and cold.
Song Xiang took a lamp and carefully approached the wall.
Start with the first one.
She was very familiar with it. The environment in the painting was a singing stage in a bar. The girl was sitting on the stage with her hair tied in a ponytail, looking happy and intoxicated.
In Mrs. Guo’s photo, the background is full of people.
But in this painting, there is no messy person, only Nan Qing. It can be seen that the person who painted the painting only saw her at that time.
Further forward, there are several profiles of faces with blurry expressions, as if they were secretly looking at a person before drawing them.
Song Xiang guessed that this was the time when Nan Qing and Yan Zhicheng were together.
Then, there were several independent portraits, but they were all full faces. In the paintings, Nan Qing was either happy or sad. At first, he was sitting very seriously, and then he became more and more relaxed.
Walking all the way, in the middle, there is a colorful painting, which is also the only colorful painting on this wall.
It's a wedding.
Nan Qing was wearing a wedding dress, with a whole field of flowers behind her. She raised her head and threw her bouquet upwards.
Gorgeous, youthful and stunning.
Song Xiang swallowed hard. Seeing this, if it was a story, it should be the finale. The male and female protagonists finally achieved success after going through many difficulties and dangers.
Going any further would be a tragedy.
Her steps were slow and she hesitated for a long time before taking a step forward.
There are several pictures in a row, all of which are joyful.
Suddenly, a painting appeared, and the painting style changed suddenly. It was Nan Qing's side face sitting on the hospital bed.