Lu Zhendong looked at the shaking shoulders in his arms, and knew that he had guessed correctly. Alas, he sighed, stroked her back distressedly, and couldn't help hugging her tighter. Lan Xin's previous affairs, he had investigated. Aunt Yuzhi knew it, and he had an indescribable awe and respect for this person he had never met. Just because she is a person who is really good to Lan.

Moreover, if Lan Xin hadn't secretly come out to burn paper money for Aunt Yuzhi that night, they wouldn't have met by chance on that snowy night. The two met again, and after they got married, he believed that in the dark, there was a certainty.

"Actually······ Actually······· I don't want to cry. Lan Xin said in a thick nasal voice, "But, after enduring it for so long, today······ Suddenly I couldn't help it. Woohoo······"

Lu Zhendong's heart felt uncomfortable. Whether it is the death of Aunt Yuzhi, or the return to the Yu family, becoming the helmsman of the Yu family. He knew that every step of Lan Xin's journey was very difficult. She has been using her weak shoulders to hold up the sky strongly, and walk forward tenaciously. It's just that today I saw Qinghe's child, which poked the weakest part of her heart, and made her suddenly unable to help it.

sighed secretly in his heart, smoothed her hair with pity, and said softly: "Silly girl, you don't need to endure it all the time, everything has me!" His voice was deep and low, like a warm current injected into people's hearts. It makes people feel at ease.

After crying for a while, Lan Xin's emotions calmed down and she felt much more comfortable. Looking at Lu Zhendong's chest with a large piece of wet clothes, his cheeks were crimson, and he blinked suddenly.

Because he had just cried, Lan Xin's research was clear and moist, and there were teardrops on his eyelashes, which trembled with his eyelashes, as if the trembling pearl rolled directly into Lu Zhendong's heart. Coupled with her crimson cheeks, the whole person is even more delicate and lovely. Lu Zhendong's heart was about to melt, he raised his hand and scraped his delicate, reddened nose, and said dotingly: "You, what a stupid girl!" Obviously, she is her best support, but she has to stubbornly carry everything by herself.

Thinking of this, he felt a little helpless in his heart. Lan Xin is very guarded, that is, since Aunt Yuzhi died, she has not met anyone who really cares about and cares for her. And although I have been working hard now, I still haven't done enough. However, he is not in a hurry, he has the confidence and patience to let Lan Xin truly accept himself.

Lu Zhendong looked at the receding scenery outside through the car window, and said softly: "Now that the carriage has left the city, let's go to the mulberry garden and sit down?!" "Okay!" Lan Xin nodded and said softly. I had too many mood swings just now, and now I really feel a little tired. Looking at Lu Zhendong's clothes, he sighed softly: "It's a pity." "A robe of Shu brocade was soiled by myself like this.

Lu Zhendong said disapprerovingly: "It's okay, just wash it." Although he said this, he did not think so in his heart. This is evidence that Lan Xin is close to him, and he is reluctant to wash it off. When you go back, keep this dress in good storage.

Of course, Lan Xin didn't know what Lu Zhendong was thinking. I just felt that I had soiled his clothes, and I should make up for it. Thinking that he also has a few good Shu brocades in his library, which happen to be light blue, it is just right to make clothes for him. In an instant, even the style of the clothes and the embroidery pattern were all thought of.

Lan Xin and Lu Zhendong chatted with each other, and their upper and lower eyelids couldn't stop "fighting." It was easy to get to the mulberry garden, Lu Zhendong wrapped the cloak tightly on his body, so as not to let people see the water stains on his clothes, and jumped out of the carriage first.

Hongxuan then lifted the curtain and walked in, lifted the kettle from the stove next to her, and poured warm water into the basin. twisted the handkerchief to wipe Lan Xin's face, and opened the dark compartment, took out the clothes from it and changed it for Lan Xin. After cleaning up, Lan Xin stepped down from the carriage and looked at Lu Zhendong who was waiting next to the carriage, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but bend, and a happy smile was pulled.

Lu Zhendong looked at Lan Xin who approached him dotingly, and the tenderness in his eyes was about to overflow. The two looked at each other and walked forward side by side. The sunlight shone on the two of them, plating them with a layer of gold, like the fairy couple in the picture.

Lu Zhendong sent Lan Xin to the door of the guest house, and watched Lan Xin walk in before turning around and leaving.

After Lan Xin entered the guest house, he looked at the spotless hall and the furnishings in the hall, all of which showed that this place had been carefully cleaned up by the owner. Walking into the inner room, although the things in the room were not Lan Xin's usual use, they were all prepared according to Lan Xin's habits.

Lan Xin paced slowly in the room, his eyes staring at the things in the room, and every time he saw the same, his heart warmed a little. She knew that these were all written by Lu Zhendong. Seeing others attach such importance to themselves, it is false not to be moved in my heart.

After Hongxuan took over the basin and other things in the little girl's hand, she carefully cleaned up for Lan Xin. Lan Xin lay on the bed, holding the soft quilt, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and slowly fell asleep.

******

Mrs. Yang has been talking to Zhou Yuxue intimately, even when she came out of Xue's house, she still held Yuxue's hand and did not relax. Mrs. Li looked at the two people who were in the same carriage, her eyes flashed, and she got into her own carriage.

Mrs. Yang took Zhou Yuxue to the teahouse to drink tea and listen to books. After entering the private room, he ordered a pot of 20 taels of silver Tieguanyin, as well as a few snacks and dried fruits. The private room here is very special, not only is it clean, but you can also see the books that you heard from the storyteller on the high platform.

The man quickly put things on the table, "Please use it slowly, two ladies." He bowed. Mrs. Yang took out a piece of broken silver and put it on the man's tray, "Thank you, madam, thank you, madam." When the man saw the silver in the tray, he smiled toothlessly. He bowed and thanked him, "Thank you, lady!" he said, but his eyes were not so surprised.

This teahouse is one of the best in Jiangzhou City. Whether it is a rich person in Jiangzhou or a passer-by who comes to Jiangzhou to do business, they all like to sit on the road. It's also a common thing to give a silver or something, so it's not surprising that the guys here are not surprised.

And Mrs. Yang's piece of silver is counted as the one in the middle of the rules. But she just showed a condescending and complacent look, as if she had done something earth-shattering.

The man pursed his lips, and the two people sitting at the table with a smile seemed to be smiling, bowed, and turned to leave.