Chapter 142 The true origin of the misty orchid

   "Wow!"

  The sound of turning the pages of the book resounded in the library, the sun was shining outside the window, and the golden leaves were dancing and flying in the rustling autumn wind.

  Feng Qianwei closed her eyes and used her powerful soul perception to read these books. Since her lotus soul awakened, she has read memories faster than before.

   "This is still not fast enough."

  She looked at so many books, and it took too much time to go through them one by one.

   "If I can separate a few to watch together, it will be much faster."

  Thinking about this, she tried to separate the lotus soul.

  She saw no one everywhere, and the lotus soul appeared in her palm. Under the control of her mind, dozens of luminous translucent butterflies flew out of the lotus soul.

  These butterflies are transformed by the power of the soul, like her incarnation, falling on the books.

  Fumbling through the books, a huge amount of knowledge poured into Feng Qianwei's mind. She chose a position by the window to sit down, sort out the content, and search for the information she needed.

   Fortunately, there is no one else here, otherwise she would not be able to read this way.

  After reading the books on the second floor, she continued to the third floor until she reached the top floor. All the tens of thousands of books in the library were all remembered in her mind.

   "Huh!"

  Feng Qianwei controlled the power of the lotus soul to read, but it was too tired and consumed too much energy.

  But most of the hard work of the day is also worthwhile. She has seen some records about the foggy orchid in so many books.

  Not far from Longxiang City, there is a small town called Huansha Town. A white river passes through the town. There is a woman in this town who can weave beautiful misty colorful gauze, which is unique there.

  This rainbow yarn is extremely beautiful. Countless people want to buy it with a lot of money, but women are unwilling to sell it. On the contrary, it makes this rainbow yarn more precious. Many people have heard of this rainbow yarn, which is as beautiful as a dream and light as a feather. It is very magical.

  Everyone does not understand, this woman is obviously very poor, why is she not willing to sell rainbow yarn?

  It turns out that this woman has a person she likes. He is a young flower servant who specializes in planting flowers for a large family. She moved to this small town specially for him, just to see him every day.

  They agreed that they will get married when he saves enough money for the ransom.

  The woman decided to weave a rainbow yarn as a wedding gown and be his most beautiful bride.

  On the night they got married, no one blessed or watched, but she felt that she was the happiest. It was just unexpected that her beloved husband would even feed her to drink poisoned wine.

  At that time, Ziyun Kingdom was once the most brilliant empire on the mainland. When the princess of Ziyun Kingdom learned of the beauty of rainbow yarn, she wanted to get it, but it was a pity that the woman refused to sell it.

  The princess stated that anyone who can offer her a rainbow yarn can marry her or get a great reward.

  For the sake of prosperity and wealth, the man poisoned the Weaver Girl, took off her rainbow yarn wedding dress, and then abandoned her in the wilderness.

  The man presented the beautiful rainbow gauze wedding dress to the princess. Seeing his handsome face, the princess was very excited and agreed to marry him.

  He suddenly changed from a humble servant to the bridegroom of the princess, and he was proud of it.

  The dead bride, with bones, blood and resentment, merged into an orchid in the wilderness, and condensed into a misty orchid.

  On the eve of the wedding to the princess, the man dreamed of the Dongchuang incident, so he hurriedly took advantage of the darkness to see if the bride was discovered.

  He didn't see the bride's body, only found a superb orchid in that location. The purple petals formed by resentment were breathtakingly beautiful.

  The man was overjoyed and prepared to give the orchid to the princess, completely forgetting the yarn weaving girl who had loved him deeply.

  (End of this chapter)