Mistress, I Was Wrong

Dongfang Minghui didn't believe it, and rubbed her fingers on the feather demon picture. After touching a large area, she began to move from top to bottom in a small area, little by little, as if she was touching a particularly precious gift. As expected, some uneven touches were touched by her.

The Queen smiled happily when she saw her dedicated look, "It seems that you have discovered the secret of the feather demon picture."

"Your Majesty, I'm in a hurry–" She had wanted to find out the secret of this white silk, but she never thought she would actually end up finding the secret of the feather demon picture.

"It's okay to tell you."

Her Majesty the Queen summoned a female elf that fluttered her wings in mid-air, and whispered in her ear, and then the elf spread her wings and flew away.

"Your Majesty, aren't you afraid that when I see the real feather demon picture, I will be moved in unexpected ways?" Dongfang Minghui did not expect the Queen to be so understanding. For a while, she was excited and happy but she was also very worried about the elves. These lovely elves were too simple and kind, and there was always a feeling that they would encounter people who would cheat them at any time.

Her Majesty the Queen glanced at her and smiled without saying a word. When the elf that flew out came back with a small bucket-like thing in her hand, Dongfang Minghui was fortunate to witness the magical scene of the elf's magical powers.

Her Majesty the Queen evenly sprinkled the water in the small bucket on the Feather Demon picture. The white silk, which is a little whiter than paper, revealed a little colour, and then these colors were quickly connected into a large piece by a pair of skillful hands. The colors of the whole picture came alive and floated in front of her.

The light yellow feathers and light green feathers were intertwined, reminding her inexplicably of the love story of a couple in ancient times. The two tail feathers draw the shape of a lingering love of two loving elves on the feather demon picture. It looked very beautiful and moving. The tree of life acted as the background, so lifelike that it looked like it was really there.

The person who painted it hoped to get the blessing of the tree of life, so she engraved it in the picture. With this kind of hope, she seriously engraved the picture of the feather demon in her mind.

"Gorgeous."

Dongfang Minghui stared straight at it, as if she saw two living elves, flying freely in the world, their faces filled with longing for the future.

Her Majesty the Queen sent everyone back, sat on the side and drank tea elegantly, looking into the distance, and seemed to see the beautiful picture, "The original name of the feather demon picture was not called this, it had a very common name."

"Common name?"

"Does Miss Minghui want to know their love story?"

"Does Your Majesty know?"

The Queen neither nodded nor shook her head, and slowly told her all the ins and outs of the feather demon picture. The feather demon picture didn't have this name before, it had a very ordinary and creepy name – Last words of love.

This picture was painted by the elf Airu in the picture. It used the blood of her life. After the painting, Airu died. All the best wishes in his life were painted in it. The other elf who got this picture also committed suicide after taking the picture.

"In the fifty years after their death, there have been people who have seen the feather demon picture who died from various circumstances causing the rumors about this picture to spread from that time. The rumors kept changing again and again, do you also believe these rumors?" Her Majesty asked suddenly.

Dongfang Minghui shook her head blankly, the love story was so poignant, she was immersed in sadness and could not extricate herself. There were too few people in this world who could love and accompany each other forever it wasn't easy. "But, why couldn't they be together?"

Her Majesty the Queen smiled and shook her head, "You'll know if you read carefully."

Carefully?

Dongfang Minghui thought that she was very serious. After listening to the other party's words, she seems to feel that she has not met the other party's requirements. She has spent all her energy and she still couldn't find out why the two elves couldn't be together. Could it be that this feather demon had a clue?

She studied it carefully and didn't know it until Qian Wanyu came behind her.

Qian Wanyu searched for her in the elf land for a long time, and only when she met Her Majesty the Queen did she know that she was here, so she came over.

"Don't tell her to wake up."

Therefore, Qian Wanyu stayed with her for a long time until night fell and the sun rose.

Of course, there was nothing ahead.

Dongfang Minghui was completely unaware of what had happened to her, she just listened to Her Majesty's words and observed carefully. The deeper she looked, the more everything on the feather demon picture looked like a labyrinth. The vortex kept pulling her to continue down, allowing her to witness every step that the pair of lovers walked through. Passing by, she went around in circles, and finally returned to the starting point.

She walked back and forth around the elves no less than ten times. Every time she saw the female elf Airu in the feather demon picture, she was exactly the same as the painting and it was easy to identify. she recognized her almost at first sight. The other party was flying with fluttering wings, and occasionally looked at the tree of life from a distance, with her hands together, her eyes closed, as if anticipating a wish. However no matter what, she could tell a dead silence from the empty eyes of the other party, the feeling of sadness even made her cry.

Qian Wanyu stretched out her hand and caught the two tears that dripped from the other's cheek. Her heart ached suddenly, "Ninth sister has encountered something unhappy?"

"Maybe this is a chance encounter."

"A chance encounter?"

Suddenly one day, the elf Airu had a crazy urge in her eyes. The other party slit her wrist and painted a blood-red tree of life with her own blood. The bright color stung Dongfang Minghui. Her eyes, saw that the feather demon picture was only halfway done when Airu plucked out the most precious and brightest feather behind her causing excessive blood loss and drawing it into the feather demon picture.

She stood beside the dead Airu, staring fixedly at the young and beautiful elf who had a bright and simply passed away. She had participated in their lives as a bystander, watching them make some subversion on her outlook of life.

Life and death were just a thought.

It didn't let her think for too long. The feather demon picture was like a pair of wings. It flew into the air tremblingly, and flew towards the outside of the elves. Dongfang Minghui felt that she was uncontrollably following a path. The feather demon picture like Airu's hope automatically fell into the hands of another male elf. He was the other elf in the feather demon figure, and Airu's long-awaited lover.

Dongfang Minghui understood the words of Her Majesty the Queen after catching sight of the other party. The color of the eyes of the elf was different from that of normal elves. They were elves who were expelled by the elf tribe, a symbol of the unknown and unaccepted.

She saw that the boy named Zhen holding the feather demon picture and weeping in pain. Those eyes, which were regarded as demonic, were dripping with tears, which wet the feather demon picture. She could see it clearly. A breath of life came out from the feather demon picture. The blood-red Tree of Life slowly turned into an emerald green and shook its branches and leaves vigorously.

"It's actually alive?!"

The tree of life, like a painting, was watered with blood, and it actually gave birth to spiritual energy. That spiritual energy gathered into a ball and swept away towards Zhen's eyes.

It must have been really painful as she watched him roll on the ground, screaming. However when he opened his eyes again, those eyes had returned to the color of normal elves! Dongfang Minghui took a step back in fright.

Qian Wanyu guarded her for three days. During these three days, every time she saw the other party cry inexplicably, she felt a sense of powerlessness.

“Seventh sister?”

Dongfang Minghui suddenly opened her eyes without warning. After waking up, she blinked a few times, feeling a little sad inexplicably. She said indifferently, "Seventh sister, why are you here?"

Qian Wanyu stared at her for a moment, "I saw you haven't come back for a long time, so I came to see you, what were you doing just now?"

After thinking for a long time, she confessed, "I chatted with Her Majesty the Queen, and then I kept looking at the feather demon picture. Hey, wait where did Her Majesty go?"

"Hahaha, I did say that there must be a mystery in the feather demon picture, but you didn't get it yet your Ninth Sister got it." Qing Mo had the best eye for treasure in the team. From the moment he saw the feather demon picture he had encouraged Qian Wanyu to snatch it.

"I think she is probably busy with business and can't entertain us, so she left first." Qian Wanyu raised her eyebrows, looking at the other party's confusion, as if she didn't know that she was in a strange state, "When you chatted with Her Majesty, did you mention that we were leaving?"

"Ah—" Dongfang Minghui slapped her head sharply, then with a bitter face turned to her, "Seventh sister, I forgot."

She looked around and found that it was dark and her legs were a little tired, so she simply suggested, "Seventh sister, let's go back to rest first, we'll talk to Her Majesty the Queen tomorrow."

"Good."

The two walked back with a lot of things on their mind.

Dongfang Minghui sighed, witnessing the way the pair of lovers committed suicide, her mood was heavy. Their identities were different causing such results. Thinking of the fact that Seventh sister and her had stood on opposite sides before, when did Seventh sister give up revenge against the Dongfang family?

“Seventh sister?”

She took the initiative to put her hand into Qian Wanyu's hand, interlocking her fingers, the two smiled at each other, and walked back holding hands, "Seventh sister, if I hadn't come out of the Dongfang house and followed you, would you have attacked the Dongfang house?"

Qian Wanyu replied without thinking, "No ifs."

Dongfang Minghui smirked a few times, the result had been completely changed by her, now she and Seventh sister would never wield knives against each other. As soon as her mood relaxed, she took the initiative to mention the feather demon picture, "Seventh sister, I know that the feather demon picture is actually a painting of people who love each other desperately wanting to be together, probably because reality was too cruel they could only reunite within the feather demon picture."

Even though Zhen got the chance to enter the tribe that he dreamed of, he lost his lover forever, so he committed suicide by cutting his throat, completing the feather demon picture before he died.

Qian Wanyu smiled lightly, "Don't worry, we will be fine."

"Um."

"Damn, you guys still know to come back?" Wei Junlan snapped, picked up something from the table and slammed it towards the door. One second she said she was going to leave, and the next second she disappeared another three or four times. What is this rhythm?!

"Ouch, Wei Junlan, are you crazy?"

"Crazy? It's good that I didn't cut you with a sword. Do you know how long I waited?"

"Wei Junlan, if your hands are itchy, we can go outside and discuss."

"Ugh."

"Who is afraid of you, come."

As soon as they disagreed, they started fighting. Before Dongfang Minghui could react, Wei Junlan and Qian Wanyu started to fight. One held the whip and the other held the sword.

"You stayed there for three days," Little Colour reminded kindly. "What did you see?"

"Three days?!" She was shocked, she looked at a picture of the feather demon for three days…

"But I felt that time passed in the blink of an eye…"

"What did you see?" Little Colour asked curiously.

Dongfang Minghui naturally recounted  the entire process of the feather demon picture. The rumors were not true. The Feather Demon Picture was actually painted by Airu and Zhen together. Each person painted half of it, and the background picture also had multiple colors before it became what it was now. No wonder Her Majesty felt that she hadn't observed carefully enough.

"No, I can't just leave like this."

Taking advantage of Qian Wanyu and Wei Junlan's fighting, Dongfang Minghui slipped out again and visited Her Majesty the Queen.

"Seeing how anxious you are, what happened?"

Her Majesty the Queen knew the whereabouts of the other party very well, and when the other party woke up, someone passed on the message to her, so it wasn't very surprising to see the other party appear in front of her again.

"The feather demon picture… Your Majesty, you said before that the white silk of the Feather Demon Picture was specially made by you. I want to take the liberty to ask, is the water that makes the Feather Demon Picture radiant also specially made?" She was curious about the water in the small bucket. The thing that looked like mushy rice was sticky and smelled of a peculiar fragrance.

"You're right."

"Are they all the same?" Dongfang Minghui tugged at her hair after asking, "Your Majesty, I mean is all the white silk refined by the elves the same? Is there one that feels very smooth and has no flaws?"

She carefully rubbed the two kinds of fabrics, the white silk for drawing the Feather Demon was rougher, and the piece of white silk left by the second lady was smoother in terms of material and color.

"You're talking about the brocade box?"

Her Majesty the Queen saw that she was ignorant, and didn't know if she could understand it, so she simply simplified her words, "It's different, the materials corresponding to each type of white silk are different, and the refined water is also different."

They were all different.

That made it more troublesome.

Dongfang Minghui felt a little unwilling, she was just one step away from knowing what the second lady left her. If she left at this moment, she would have no way of knowing what was on the white silk, "Your Majesty, can you accept if outsiders learn this? I can trade it for something else."

Her Majesty the Queen frowned slightly and pondered for a long time, "No one has ever learned it before."

This is much better than rejecting people outright. Dongfang Minghui was a little frustrated, but more relieved. She lowered her head and looked listless, "I see."

"You are Xing'er's friend, and you saved my clan. You are a person recognized by our elves. For you, I can make an exception."

"Huh." She planned to wait until Her Majesty finished speaking, and wanted to mention leaving the elves, but she didn't expect joy to fall from the sky, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"You are welcome."

After she left, the Queen sighed heavily, and took out a brocade box, the fake ones had been discarded long ago, and the stubborn roots placed on this brocade box were watered with blood, "Xing'er…"

The next day, two cute elves flew to their residence early in the morning, after less than an hour, they left with Dongfang Minghui.

"Aiya, Third Miss, seems someone has come to dig your corner." Wei Junlan rejoiced in the misfortune. In view of the unfortunate defeat after her fight with Qian Wanyu yesterday, she didn't mind finding something else to annoy Qian Wanyu.

"Ninth Sister is going to learn crafts with them."

Qian Wanyu was a little skeptical about Dongfang Minghui's statement that she wanted to make clothes for her. What she knew about Ninth Sister was that the other party had no special interest in making clothes except when it came to medicinal plants.

Therefore, the real purpose of Ninth Sister's trip was worth considering.

"The so-called craftsmanship is an art that is taught by hand. You can imagine someone holding Dongfang Minghui's hand and teaching her how to cut, how to sew, and finally what to do… Aiya wait I haven't finished yet!"

After Wei Junlan successfully drove Qian Wanyu away, she burst into laughter in the room.

"Are you crazy?" After Qian Wanyu pushed her away again, she held a practice bow and arrow in her hand. She had just tried it, and it felt weak to her. Thinking of her own reincarnation bow, Qian Wanyu saw Wei Junlan in the corner and her mouth couldn't help but curl up.

Wei Junlan almost choked to death on her own saliva when she saw Qian Wanyu walking back and forth, "Didn't you go after Dongfang Minghui, why did you come back?"

"Come on, you have nothing to do anyway, practice with me."

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