The turtle goddess egg given by Granny Lotus turned out to be very effective. Within a few hours after Bai Junhui consumed it, he was able to sit up and look back at his painting. When Bai Lianhua brought food to the room, she saw her father packing up the painting tools into the basket that he used to bring when he wanted to paint outdoors."Father, where are you going?"Bai Junhui turned his head, he smiled happily. Although his face is still a little pale, he already looks healthier and fitter."I want to go to the park. You want to come?"Bai Lianhua naturally wanted to come along. She and Bai Junhui together went to the park where he had painted Gao Renwei for the first time. Bai Lianhua didn't know this garden had once witnessed Bai Junhui fall to his knees at Gao Renwei's beauty.Painstakingly, Bai Junhui placed a wooden canvas stand in front of the calm waters of the lake while the sunlight gently bathed the vast meadow. From behind him, Bai Lianhua saw her father's weak and s
That night, after accompanying Bai Junhui to paint for a while in the garden of the village in front of the lake, people passing by were no longer interested in seeing Bai Junhui's work. Whereas in the past, Bai Junhui's ideals were so honorable that he was like a noble who had extraordinary talent. Moreover, now people prefer to forget about Bai Junhui and don't want to get involved in anything. Actually, things weren't that bad, at least Bai Lianhua could focus on monitoring her father.After dinner, Yao Yupan cleaned up the dining area and Bai Junhui helped her for a bit. Although the man's movement was still a little weak, he was able to move more nimbly. Although it is not known whether the effect of the egg of the turtle goddess can completely erase the wound inside Bai Junhui, Bai Lianhua can only hope. Bai Lianhua went to the lotus marsh and gave her the box her father had just given her. She had promised that today she would have to practice some moves under the moonlight.
As soon as Bai Lianhua came back from the lotus swamp hut, she rushed home hoping to think of a plan to face Bai Naxing. Even though her half-sister was almost as tall as the sky—as she was about to become the future empress, Bai Lianhua didn't care. She must find granny lotus and free her. But before Bai Lianhua's mind cleared of all the tightness in her chest, from the door of her residence, a woman—her neighbor, cried out in panic with wide eyes.“Lianhua! Lianhua! Quickly help your mother! She—she—” With the nervousness that was shouted out like that, it was clear Bai Lianhua's heart was getting restless. She saw that there were several people standing in front of the door of the house. Bai Lianhua pressed in. Her thoughts became increasingly chaotic when she walked to the edge of the room where her father was. As she ran, from the hallway came a woman's voice crying. She knew that voice very well.Suddenly, her heart pounded and her hands clenched into fists. When she reached the
The sound of a burning fire broke the silence of the night. Guo Fen suddenly didn't realize he had been crying. While beside him Rong Mei was silent as if she could feel again the sadness her teacher had felt. In front of him, Bai Lianhua's nearly half-a-century-old face did not change. Guo Fen felt that this woman was almost like the granny lotus in Guo Fen's imagination all along.It's the saddest thing to hear granny lotus doesn't get a happy ending.“Then now, where is granny lotus? Are you looking for her in that palace? Bai Naxing is so ruthless! Besides her daring to kill her own mother—although I'm actually a little happy about that part—she really is a cruel woman! What your father said was right, Bai Naxing has a terrible devil's heart,” exclaimed Guo Fen who suddenly understood the emotion that was evident in every story of Bai Lianhua.As a child who had just escaped from a band of bandits, it turned out that his life was not as bad as Bai Lianhua's. All this time he t
“Lianhua,” Yao Yupan called when the girl was staring at the black painting in her room. Bai Lianhua got up from the chair and turned to the doorway where her mother was standing."There's someone who wants to meet you."It must be Detective Han Wu, Bai Lianhua muttered. She didn't say anything and walked past her mother. But just as she was about to take a step, Yao Yupan grabbed her hand.With a worried look, the woman whispered softly, “You're not involved in any trouble, are you? That person seems to be from the palace.”Bai Lianhua's eyes swept across the terrace at the front of the residence. The figure of a large man with broad shoulders and slightly white hair standing back."Take it easy, Mother. I'm not causing any trouble.""You know that person?""Yes. I was the one who invited him here.”"What for?" Yao Yupan grew even more worried. “I know you've been angry with your half-sister, but… you have to listen to what your teacher says. Don't live with grudges."Bai Lianhua was
A few days after Bai Lianhua said her name was Hei Lianhua, she wanted her mother to also pretend to be her aunt. Bai Lianhua carefully tells the plan to uncover Bai Naxing's past through Detective Han Wu. Even though it was several days until the day Bai Naxing would marry the future emperor Li Ming Lao, people were too busy to think about where Bai Naxing had appeared from.No wonder the last time she was about to look for Bai Naxing at the Wine Shop and the Spring Maiden's name Bai Naxing, even her mother—Gao Renwei seemed to have forgotten. It must have been since the day the palace officials came to ask about the betrothal with Bai Naxing, everyone had shut their mouths and eyes. She didn't know how dirty it was, but the evidence that twelve-year-old Bai Naxing had been sold to a brothel couldn't just disappear.Unfortunately, recently, if there were people who spoke ill of the future emperor or empress, they would be immediately executed. Apart from being labeled as disrespec
For some reason, it always rained when Lan Qi cried. Amidst the darkness and cold air that blew throughout the wide palace hall, she could hear nothing but the crackling of the wooden pillars which were torn apart by the robbers' axes. Lan Qi had heard of those robbers. Even though she was only fifteen years old, living in the palace, and being the Princess of an Emperor, Lan Qi did not miss out on something dangerous to the people of the palace. One of them was the robber. They had all crashed Lan Qi's fifteenth birthday party, right on the eve of the turn of winter. The peach blossoms that fell, flew freely in the air. Flooded with rain and cold air that began to ambush the night. The vernacular-style windows and doors were open. Let the wind from outside into the hall. Tables were overturned, the edges cracked or a sword stuck in them. Dead people lay strewn in front of Lan Qi. While the little girl hid behind the big chair belonging to the Emperor—her father, she covered her mo
It felt like something was dripping on her eyelids. Caused Lan Qi to slowly open her eyes and she blinked briefly to regain consciousness. She was no longer in that burning hall. But in the middle of a forest filled with tall trees and dense leaves. Beneath her, Lan Qi felt a wet piece of cloth encircle her body with rain-stained soil. While Lan Qi looked around, the night was slightly brightened by the moon which seemed to be unobstructed by the thick rain-causing clouds. She found the blue bowman crouching in front of her, his back to Lan Qi. Not far away, all Lan Qi could see were trees and darkness. Lan Qi coughed and then cleared her throat subconsciously. Her throat was sore, the residual smoke from the fire had probably affected her a little. Then the blue bowman turned to look at her. For a few seconds, they stared. But the man said nothing. He looks like he's sharpening something. As soon as Lan Qi got up and walked over to him, he was chopping a branch of woo