Lan Xin felt that the beating was almost over, and he didn't embarrass her, nodded and said, "Okay, I believe you once!" The words changed sharply, and he said in a stern tone: "But you also have to remember, if you act impulsively and recklessly next time, don't blame me for ignoring our friendship for so many years." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"Don't worry, girl, the slave does what she says. Qinghe nodded solemnly and said, her eyes rolled, hesitated, and still said the matter of the green clothes. “······ The slave felt that this was also a disguised help to her. After speaking, he looked at Lan Xin with a blank look, a look of asking for praise.

Lan Xin glanced at her with a bitter smile, shook his head, and sneered sarcastically: "Maybe she is still complaining that you have ruined her good deeds!"

"Ah, no, is it? The old man is that old, and she is only nineteen years old. If she is really destroyed by the master, then what, this, this life will be ruined like this. Qinghe stared at a pair of big eyes and said in surprise.

"Anything is possible! Green Yi has always been high-spirited, and he is not a peaceful person. What's more, my arsenic and my honey, how come you don't know that she is not enjoying it in green clothes?" Seeing Qinghe staring there, with a tangled look, he shook his head and said, "Okay, don't talk about them, it's greasy!"

Qinghe immediately woke up, and chatted with Lan Xin about other gossip topics, and the master and servant didn't say for long, and Dongxiu walked in with a black face.

"What's wrong?" Lan Xin looked at Dongxiu with a black face and asked, seeing the tender green branches and a few pale yellow forsythia flowers in her hand, her eyebrows raised and lowered, and quipped, "But the people in the inn are embarrassing you?"

"Nope. The slave and maid had greeted the shopkeeper of the inn before, and the shopkeeper was very kind, and immediately nodded and agreed. Dongxiu knew that he had lost his temper, so he quickly restrained his emotions and replied with a smile.

Lan Xin noticed that there was no smile in her eyes, and said, "You don't have to be sloppy, you should always come." Say, what's wrong?" her tone was calm and calm, but no one could refuse.

Dongxiu pursed her lips in embarrassment and whispered, "Girl, the cuckoo is here." ”

"Who's coming? Cuckoo? Who is Cuckoo?" asked Qinghe with a big grin, not figuring out where this cuckoo was for a while, making Dongxiu so embarrassed.

Lan Xin suddenly felt a buzzing in her head, she was not as nervous as Qinghe, she knew that Du Juan was a person in Rong Jing's yard. It's just that at this time, what is she doing here? There was suddenly a faint trace of joy in her heart, and then the overwhelming pain extinguished the undue expectation.

She hadn't touched the wound since she woke up. It seems that I have really forgotten the cold of that rainy day these days. But some people didn't want her to be happy, so they had to tear open the bloody wound again with their own hands. The memories of that day flooded back again, the cold image made her shiver, the pain in her heart overwhelming her breathing. She gritted her teeth tightly in her hands and clenched her teeth to prevent herself from being knocked down by the roaring waves again.

"Girl!" Seeing that Lan Xin's face was wrong, Dongxiu and Qinghe rushed over with an exclamation at the same time. No matter how careless Qinghe was, she knew that this cuckoo was not a good thing, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Girl, the slave will go and drive her away." ”

"Come back. Lan Xin stopped Qinghe who was running to the door, perhaps because of the excessive emotions just now, her voice was hoarse. She took a deep breath, then slowly spit it out, looked in the direction of the door with cold eyes, and sneered: "Since you are here, you will see you." Otherwise, we're being rude. Facing Shang Qinghe's disapproving eyes, Lan Xin commanded softly, "You come over and help tidy up your appearance, and Dongxiu goes out and calls her in." Her tone was firm and unmistakable.

Qinghe opened her mouth and nodded smugly: "Yes, girl." ”

Dongxiu looked at Lan Xin worriedly, and seeing that her eyebrows were calm, she put down what she was holding, turned around and walked out.

Lan Xin let Qinghe comb her hair, and her eyes gradually settled when she looked out the window. It is good if someone comes to pick open the wound and squeeze out the pus inside, and the wound will heal faster.

"Cuckoo girl, please. Behind the screen, Dongxiu said as he let the cuckoo in.

Qinghe checked Lan Xin's appearance seriously and quickly again, and stood by Lan Xin's side in a solemn manner. As the footsteps approached, the depression and coldness on Lan Xin's face disappeared cleanly, and there was an indifferent and comfortable smile on his face.

"Girl, the cuckoo girl is here. Dongxiu curtches and reports. After Lan Xin nodded, she stood in front of Lan Xin's bed, and Qinghe was in a protective posture one after the other. Lan's heart warmed slightly. The smile on his face unconsciously deepened.

The cuckoo came here today to dress up and dress up. She wore a dark blue satin dress embroidered with small azaleas and a white belt to hold her waist. It makes the whole person more graceful and moving. The jet-black repair is rolled into a wishful bun, and only a rhododendron white hosta is inserted, although it is simple, but fresh and elegant.

Du Juan Lian moved lightly, facing Lan Xinyingying, and said in a sweet voice: "I've seen the girl." She smiled all over her face, but there was disdain in her eyes. The tone is sincere, but he can't hide the arrogance in his heart.

"Miss Cuckoo is polite. I don't know what happened to the girl's sudden visit?" The smile on Lan Xin's face was indifferent, and his eyes were calm and soft. It seems that the arrival of the cuckoo did not have any effect on her.

"Don't be a 'girl' in a girl's mouth. The cuckoo said politely, but his face was a little more arrogant. As she spoke, she was also looking at Lan Xin. I was very surprised, except that the person in front of me was paler and his cheeks were thinner, nothing else had changed. That's not right, it's still changing. The eyes are sharper, and the momentum is stronger.

Without seeing the decadence and decay in Lan Xin, Du Juan's heart was a little disappointed. She came dressed up and didn't see the envy and jealousy she wanted to see. She didn't even take a second look at the cuckoo white hosta on her head. This made Cuckoo's heart even more uncomfortable. She knew that the eldest young master had given her a white hosta with magnolia flowers, and now that she saw the white hosta on her head, shouldn't she go crazy with jealousy and cry out heartbreakingly? Thinking of this, Du Juan's heart was a little irritable.

Lan Xin's heart was far from being as calm as it seemed on the surface, the hand under the quilt was tightly gripping the sheets, and when she saw the hairpin on the cuckoo's head, it seemed to hear the sound of the magnolia flower white hosta falling to the ground and breaking, so clear and crisp. It seems that it is not only the hairpin that is broken, but also those attachments that have passed.