During the day, Ming was in a hurry to bind the decorative paintings on the wall at No. 18 Eight Foot Gate.

"Brother Tianming, your speed is really the same as a rocket. Situ Yue brought Bai Ming a cup of tea. Bai Tianming took a sip and continued to knock.

"As soon as you hung up the phone, I went to your sister-in-law's studio and picked the biggest one for you to move into. ”

"Ah, didn't you discuss it with your sister-in-law?"

"Whatever to discuss, she's a prolific painter. This kind of painting, as soon as she made it, it was done in a few days. ”

"How does it feel to marry a painter?" asked Situ Yue with a smile.

"It's a great feeling, God, that's how they are in the arts. Bai Ming said with emotion, laughing with the moon.

"Brother Tianming, you are too unkind, how can anyone talk about his wife like this?"

Bai Tianming didn't care, he had already hung up the painting, jumped down from the ladder, clapped his hands and said, "When you marry Bai Ruozhao in the future, you will say the same about him." Wang Guozhen has a poem that says well, there is no scenery in familiar places. Eh, where's Condensation?"

"In the yard. ”

Looking at Bai Tianming's back walking towards the courtyard, Situ Yue couldn't help but be a little stunned as she chewed his words.

"Familiar places without scenery?" she pursed the corners of her lips and pulled out a strange smile.

The yard has been quite beautifully cared for, the weeds have been cleared by Bai Ruozhao, and a few yellow leaves are falling freely under the plane tree. Liu Ningbo is placing dishes and chopsticks on the round table. The sun was shining, and she put an apron over her white dress, and the white skirt and apron reflected sparkling golden dots.

"Ning Bo, I'm sorry last night!" Bai Tianming came to her side and was about to help, but she waved her hand and refused.

"You haven't washed your hands yet!" Liu Ningbo adjusted the position of the dishes.

"Yes. Bai Ming smiled, "What time did you get home last night?

Referring to last night, Liu Ningbo paused, then straightened up and looked at Bai Ming, was in a trance, and chuckled: "You were drunk last night, right?

Bai Tianming pointed to his mobile phone and said, "Say Cao Cao Cao will arrive, your sister-in-law will call." ”

Bai Tianming walked under the plane tree and answered the call from Rou Sang. On the phone, Rou Sang's voice was urgent: "Husband, have you seen the green willow in my studio?"

"What green willow Fushu?"

"It's the painting with a large willow tree, I'm going to take it to the exhibition, and now it's gone!" Bai Tianming remembered the painting hanging on the wall of Liu Ningbo's living room, and turned around and stuck out his tongue at Liu Ningbo.

"If it's gone, I'll paint another one, wife, you're so talented anyway, painting is a piece of cake for you." Bai Tianming was on the other end of the phone with a smiling face.

Rou Sang was still very useful on the other end of the phone, "Husband, did you take my painting?"

"Wife, I was just going to discuss this with you! I have a friend who has moved to a new house, and your painting is just in time. Wife, I'm preparing for a moving banquet at a friend's house, and many guests are judging your paintings and praising them!"

"Forget it, it's already been sent out, and it's not easy to get it back. You help me tell that friend that you must be kind to my paintings, husband, you know that is my heart's work. ”

"Yes, wife. Hanging up Rou Sang's phone, Bai Tianming turned around and saw Liu Ningbo squinting at him.

"Dare to be affectionate, give me this green willow or stolen goods. Liu Ningbo smiled and walked into the house.

Bai Tianming looked at the fluttering back of the white dress and muttered to himself, "Because it's you." ”

On the weekend, Situ Yue laboriously carried his suitcase downstairs to the rented house. Bai Ruozhao, the bad boy, said that he would come to help her move, but he didn't know that anything could come, so he just told her not to move in person, but to ask a worker to move. My cake chef's salary is to support my widowed mother and blind sister, and my mother's debt to Ah Disabled has not yet been paid off. Situ Yue was indignant in her heart, and suddenly thought that Bai Ruozhao could not be blamed for this. At the beginning of the relationship, he offered to help her repay her debts, but he insisted on refusing.

"I will definitely be able to pay off the debt on my own, so that my mother and Ah Chuan can live a good life! She was about to go upstairs to the rental house to carry other luggage, when she turned around and saw Fang Yiwei who was bored and kicking along the river. Fang Yiwei also saw her, and he walked along the row of plane trees by the river to her.

"Hey, Situ Yue. He said hello the same month.

When he got closer, Situ Yue asked, "Senior brother, why are you here?"

"Today is the weekend. Fang Yiwei was still dressed casually as a white T denim, and his eyes fell on the suitcase behind the moon, "Yo, what about moving?"

"Hmm. The lease has expired. ”

"Won't Ruozhao help you? Such a heavy suitcase, you are a girl's house. ”

"Oh, he can't come today, I can do it myself. Situ Yue laughed, her face was sunny.

Fang Yiwei was also in a good mood, and said, "Okay, if the true son of heaven is not here, let me take care of things." ”

"Well, it's better to be respectful than to obey. ”

"Where are you moving to?"

"Eight-foot Gate No. 18!" Situ Yue smiled, she answered crisply, then turned around and ran upstairs to the rental house, where there were still a lot of luggage bags.

Fang Yiwei was stunned. Eight Foot Gate No. 18. Fang Yiwei chewed these words, and Liu Ningbo's figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and Liu Ningbo's white skirt fluttered under the sycamore in the moonlight...... A gust of autumn wind rose, Fang Yiwei felt a trace of pain in his chest clearly cross his heart, and he frowned.

When she moved all her luggage to No. 18 Bachimen, Situ Yue immediately began to tidy up her room. She emptied the contents of the box onto the bed and walked to the window to look out. Outside the window is a busy street.

Fang Yiwei stood in the living room and looked around, his eyes swept over the hanging portraits on the wall one by one, there were black and white men's posthumous photos, and the writing intentions of Lu Liu Fushu. He walked from the living room to the door of a room, and when he saw that the door was empty, he carefully pushed it in, and the room was very warmly furnished, all in pink, and at first glance it looked like a girl's room. Above the head of the bed hangs a photo of Liu Ningbo. In the photo, Liu Ning's long hair is fluttering, her white dress is fluttering, and her eyes are looking into the distance in a daze. This was Liu Ningbo's expression that he was familiar with. Liu Ningbo, who was not drunk with him that night, laughed or cried, it was like this, with a vague expression, which looked careless, with a kind of vulgar beauty, and a sense of independence from the world.

Liu Ningbo, this is your home.

Fang Yiwei said silently in his heart.

………………………………

Great Zhou Dynasty.

Zhou Tianlang led Bai Ruoyun to Tang Li: "Ning Bo, look, who's coming?"

Zhou Tianlang was dressed in a bright yellow prince suit, and he was more extravagant than the talented man in the past.

He smiled and groaned with joy, and his face was flattering.

Tang Li looked at Bai Ruoyun and was ecstatic: "The pearl is really you, where did His Royal Highness the Crown Prince find you?"

Tang Li said with tears in her eyes.

Zhou Tianlang looked at Tang Li's performance and became more and more comforted.

My arrangement was correct.

Bai Ruoyun looked at Tang Li, who was crying and laughing, and was also moved in her heart: Ning Bo still regarded her as a friend, and the Ning Bo who broke off relations with her had passed.

In front of Zhou Tianlang, Tang Li and Bai Ruoyun hugged each other and cried, recounting the aftermath of farewell.

Tang Li instructed the palace people to set up a banquet and invited Zhou Tianlang and Bai Ruoyun to drink together.

During the banquet, a palace maid dressed in a pot and added wine, Tang Li smiled and said to Zhou Tianlang: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince gave me a beautiful woman, and I will also give a beautiful woman to His Royal Highness the Prince, Your Highness must not refuse, there is a way to come from the wind and rain......"

Tang Li glanced at Su Jianjian, and Su Jianjian bowed to Zhou Tianlang and fell to the ground.

"Jian Jian ......" Zhou Tianlang was surprised, but he was happy.

Bai Ruoxun frowned, and the stone in his heart sank.

After the banquet, Zhou Tianlang took Su Jianjian and left.

Tang Li set her eyes on Bai Ruoyun, who was already a different face.

Bai Ruoxun looked back at Tang Li's cold and arrogant eyes, and said faintly uneasy in his heart: "...... Ningbo"

Tang Li was quite impatient with such a direct name: "Are we very familiar?"

Bai Ruoyun Yilin: She really didn't let go of their grievances.

Tang Li added: "If we were very familiar with each other in the past, please forget it now, since the prince gave you to me as a slave, the relationship between us should be that of master and servant, this party is a respect for the prince, don't you see, I also gave back a slave to the prince, she will serve His Royal Highness the prince well, and you, White Pearl should also obey the prince's orders to serve me well." ”

No, that's not what the prince said, the prince made us friends.

Bai Ruoxun knew that it was ridiculous to say such a thing. She sneered, "Even if I serve you well, will you treat me well?"

"Of course not. Tang Li was blunt.

Yes, so why wait?

Bai Ruoxun walked straight up to Tang Li, looked directly into her eyes and asked, "The prince is willing to take Su Jianjian away because you drugged the wine that the prince drank, right?"

Tang Li smiled slightly: "You are smart, but how do you see it?"

"You are unfathomable now, I can't see it, but the prince has no love for Su Jianjian for a long time, how can he easily accept her? If you hadn't ...... it?"

"You're right, it's indeed me, and the prince will soon rekindle his old love for Su Jianjian, White Pearl, I just want you to know that even if the prince eats back grass, even if he and Su Jianjian review the mandarin dream, it will never be possible to ...... with you So you better ask the master behind your back to die this heart!"

Bai Ruoxun smiled bitterly: "It turns out that you are the prophet." ”

The princess thought that she was a step ahead, but she expected that it was all within the calculations of the woman in front of her.

"Ning Bo, why are you doing this? The person the prince loves is you, if the prince wakes up one day, how sad he should be to know what you have done to him?"

Bai Ruoxun was depressed.

Tang Li sneered: "What does it matter to me whether the prince is sad or not?"

"Ning Bo, why did you become so cold-blooded?" Bai Ruoyun was surprised and confused in her heart, is this still the kind Yin Ning Bo in her heart?" "No matter how you have been in the past, you still have a pure heart!"

"Don't talk about the past!" Tang Li roared, "The person who feels sorry for Zhou Tianlang can be you, but it will never be me!!"

"Ningbo, why? I don't believe you'll be like this, ...... past."

"Shut up!" Tang Li twisted her face and roared hysterically.

Anyone can look back at the past, but she can't!

Her past was bloody and miserable, so why did she recall such a heart-rending past?

It's the damn woman in front of her who makes her so miserable.

Her heart was breaking with pain at the moment.

"Who do you think you are? Who do you think you are?"

Tang Li reached out and grabbed Bai Ruoyun and threw it to the ground, like picking up a kitten.

Bai Ruoxun fell heavily, only to feel that all the skeletons on his body were scattered.

When did Condensation become so powerful?

Before Bai Ruoxun could think clearly, he was grabbed by Tang Li and thrown to the ground, lifted and fell...... Repeatedly, Bai Ruoxun rolled to the corner of the wall and spit out a mouthful of blood.

All over his body were broken bones and pierced into the flesh in a terrible pain.

Qinglei broke out of nowhere, and pounced on Tang Li with a shout: "Why did you hurt my young lady?"

As soon as Tang Li's hand that was originally stretched out to Bai Ruoyun grabbed Qinglei's neck that happened to meet her, and with a slight twist, Qinglei's neck was broken, and her head hung down like a kite with a broken string.

"Qinglei!" Bai Ruoyun looked at everything with blurred tears, but she crouched on the ground like a puddle of mud and couldn't step forward.

Tang Li slowly walked in front of her, brushed her cheeks with her skirt feet, and said coldly: "Are you still talking to me now?

"You're not her at all!Who are you?" Bai Ruoyun wanted to reach out and grab Tang Li's skirt, but her hand was weak, so she could only watch Tang Li walk away......

The night in the East Palace of the Prince was fragrant and strong, and a pair of beautiful people were drenched in sweat.

Su Jianjian had too many unreal feelings lying in the prince's arms, and the prince had already fallen asleep.

Yin Ningbo, how could she be so kind to fulfill her and the prince?

Just thinking about it, I heard Zhou Tianlang muttering: "Ningbo ......"

Su Jianjian's faint sleepiness receded, she sat up and looked at Zhou Tianlang's handsome face, this beauty can be described as unparalleled in the world, but her face is still the same, but her heart has already changed.

Su Jianjian stretched out her hand to stroke Zhou Tianlang's eyebrows, a satisfied smile on her lips, and said: "I don't want your sincerity, I can get your people, Jian Jian has no regrets in this life." ”

Su Jianjian said and leaned on Zhou Tianlang's chest.

The heart chamber in the chest was beating vigorously, but it was not her who was calling every time.

Su Jianjian felt a trace of melancholy, how good it would be if life was as it was before.

"I once owed you, I will repay it well in the future, young master......"

Su Jian fell asleep sweetly, in the dream, Zhou Tianlang was still Lu Jingsheng, the white clothes were fluttering, the scholars did not change, and the scenery of the mountains was still the same.

The Queen Mother is in a wheelchair, which is a special sitting tool made by Yu Wan for her.

"What, pregnant?" the Queen Mother asked Yu Wan in surprise.