Chapter 153: The Unchangeable Deep Scar

Mother Zhang looked at the two packets of sugar-filled biscuits on the table and said with a helpless smile, "Tang Ji is so far away, what will we do if we come back late?"

"Then wait for me."

"You've delayed your father's important work. Mother can't say anything to help you."

"It won't be late!" Zhang smiled and coaxed Zhang's mother while calming her hands: "Mom, try it."

"Go get one for your dad."

"Mom, you eat first."

As mother and daughter, you push me and I laugh, we are so affectionate.

Tu Huan found an empty chair nearby and sat down to watch Zhang's dream.

As soon as she entered Zhang's consciousness, what she saw was her girlhood. Deep memories or special emotional experiences would replay repeatedly in the depths of her consciousness.

[Host, the consciousness field shielding blur function can only last for three minutes, please hurry.]

The system prompt sounded in Tu Huan's ears.

"good."

In other words, she cannot stay by Zhang's side as a "human" for too long, otherwise it will attract attention.

She took out from her pocket a few throwing cards that she had picked out when she fell asleep.

He took a look and pulled out a butterfly card.

Tu Huan stood up and threw the butterfly card at her feet while Zhang's mother and daughter were still unaware of her presence in their dreams.

Bang!

Bang——

A cloud of white mist rose.

A very beautiful royal blue butterfly flew out from the white mist and landed on the window sill at some point.

As the river breeze blew, Tu Huan, who had turned into a butterfly, quietly appeared in the sight of Zhang and Zhang's mother.

"Mom, butterfly!"

Zhang's mother also saw it and didn't dare to move for fear of scaring away the butterfly.

"We are sailing on the river. I wonder where this butterfly came from?" Zhang's mother was very curious.

Young Zhang was very surprised. She stared at the motionless royal blue butterfly on the window frame and liked it very much. "Cui Xi and I were waiting for sesame cakes at Tang Ji, and I think we saw a butterfly like this too."

The girl held her chin in her hand, wanting to get closer but afraid the butterfly would fly away. She could only stare at "Tu Huan" eagerly for a long time, then suddenly exclaimed in admiration, "Mom, it's so beautiful."

Mother Zhang examined it carefully and agreed, "It is indeed beautiful. There are many blue butterflies, but such a beautiful blue butterfly is really rare."

Zhang looked for a while and found that the butterfly resting on the window frame was motionless.

"Why isn't it flying? Is it injured?"

The girl's slender fingers reached out with a faint scent of osmanthus.

Butterfly (Tu Huan) flapped its wings and took two steps back...

Don't touch me!

My first flight, I'm a little afraid of heights and feel airsick...

Zhang had never seen such a fearless butterfly before, and the more she looked at it, the more she liked it.

Tu Huan couldn't help but step back.

Doesn’t Zhang really want to capture her?

Tu Huan, who was ready to switch to another throwing card at any time, suddenly saw a beautiful and youthful face in front of her.

The fine down of youth moved gently in the sunlight, and Tu Huan was stunned for a moment. Zhang was also very beautiful when she was a girl.

The girl and the butterfly looked at each other.

Mother Zhang took a bite of the sugar-filled sesame seed bun that her daughter had brought back for her. The crisp crunching sound aroused Tu Huan's appetite.

She heard Zhang turn around and ask her mother, "Mom, what do butterflies eat?"

This is a really good question. Zhang's mother was stunned for a moment, "It should be nectar or leaves."

“Can I eat the sesame seed cake crumbs?”

"cannot."

"I can!" Tu Huan blurted out.

Mother Zhang was unaware of anything and continued to eat the pancake in her hand. This was her favorite. It was hard to believe that the girl was still thinking about her.

The girl's profile has a beautiful curve.

Zhang stood still for a long time, her cute little ears twitching slightly, and her delicate face slowly turned around, staring at the blue butterfly on the window frame.

He pinched a little crumbs from the paper bag with his fingertips and placed it carefully in front of it.

Tu Huan thinks that the throwing cards produced by the system are excellent.

Will the transformation in a dream also give the special attributes of the species?

There is a pulling force between consciousnesses.

Tu Huan looked at the girl and said to the system, "I think Zhang heard me just now."

[Host, yes.]

Tu Huanhu flapped her wings on both sides, and the blue scales on the wings looked even brighter in the sunlight.

"She must have been curious about how a butterfly could talk."

People don't have such a strong sense of recognition in dreams.

Tu Huan lowered her head and sniffed the pancake crumbs with her tentacles.

A satisfied smile appeared on the girl's face. She saw that the butterfly was not afraid of strangers. It approached the window, rested its chin on its arms, and stared at it intently.

After Zhang's mother ate half of the meal, the maidservant beside her brought a basin of water and she washed her hands.

Seeing that my daughter was staring at the butterfly intently, I didn't disturb her.

I just looked up through the window at the river and the mountains slowly passing by in the distance.

"Mom, what's the capital like?"

Hearing the girl's voice, Tu Huan raised her head and listened quietly.

She always felt that the content of the following dream should be able to answer the questions that brought her here.

Why did such a seemingly ordinary day leave such a deep impression on Zhang's heart?

Mother Zhang looked out at the river and said, "Mother doesn't know what the capital is like. I heard from your grandfather and uncles that it's very prosperous."

"How prosperous is it?" The girl looked up, her eyes sparkling.

Mother Zhang looked at her daughter with a smile in her eyes, "You'll know when you get to the capital."

The girl straightened up and leaned back in her chair. "Mother, how big is the Marquis's Mansion?"

When talking about the return to Beijing from the Marquis Boyuan's Mansion, the girl noticed that her mother's expression changed slightly and she felt a little uneasy.

Mother Zhang shook her head and said, "I don't know either."

The girl didn't seem to be bothered by the unknown. "Grandfather said that the rules of the Marquis' Mansion in the capital are very strict, and he told me to listen to my mother."

Mother Zhang looked at her daughter, seeming to want to say something but stopping herself.

Tu Huan flew up gently and then landed gently.

Very good, I've adapted.

The girl lowered her head in deep thought, and even Tu Huan didn't notice any changes in Zhang from her youth.

Suddenly, a serious and steady voice came from above her head, which did not seem to come from the mouth of an ignorant and innocent girl.

"Mother, don't go to the capital, don't go back to the Marquis' Mansion, come back with me to my grandparents' home."

When Zhang's mother heard this, she was stunned.

Tu Huan shuddered and raised her noble tentacles!

What’s going on?!

The girl's face is still youthful and beautiful.

But those black eyes are no longer as full of anticipation and yearning for future life as before.

At this moment, those were a pair of eyes that had experienced many hardships and seen the vicissitudes of life.

Tu Huan:!!!

Zhang?

The river, the boats, Tangji’s sugar-filled sesame cakes…and my young and lively mother.

Zhang lowered her eyes and returned to this place in her dreams countless times.

Every time, she wanted to change everything that happened later at this moment.

In life, there are always a few nodes that change your destiny.

Zhang thought about it countless times in her dreams at midnight.

If God gave her a chance to go back to the past.

What would she do.

Every once in a while, I would return to the ship heading to Beijing, where my fate was irreversible.

She always has unrealistic expectations.

If... my mother had not gone to the capital and returned to Marquis Boyuan's mansion to be the mistress.

Maybe, she still has a mother.