Zhuo is her surname, and it is the honor that the family has bestowed upon her.

If the smooth sailing of the first sixteen years was just to lay the groundwork for their meeting, then she would rather not have this precious first half of her life.

Zhuo's son is not prosperous, and Zhuo Wang's grandson only got Zhuo Wenjun's daughter for half his life. Zhuo's is a nobleman in Shu, and Zhuo Wenjun's pampered cultivation is comparable to golden branches and jade leaves.

When Lu Qianjin came, she was not married, she was just sixteen years old, the age of a flower, and a little vermilion on her lips was better than thousands of colors.

"Such a coincidence, Lord Lu, we met again."

A familiar voice sounded in his ears, Lu Qianjin turned his head suddenly, saw the person behind him, and immediately took a step back and made an attacking gesture.

"Zhao Huanli, what are you doing here?"

"Come to see you......" his voice was low as a sigh. Daughter, you can't find the answer when you come here. Why don't you ask me directly. ”

Her face turned a little pale, "I don't want to hear from you." Zhao Huanli, you don't even want to tell me who you are, and half of your words are not worth believing. ”

A faint look of regret flashed in his eyes, but it was too fast, and it was not real after all. "You don't have to do this to me, at least I love you...... It's true. ”

"The last thing in the world to believe in is love!" He stepped forward as if to hug her, but she took several steps back until he never came any closer. Her eyes looked so sad, even a little desperate.

"What is the truth/appearance, I will find out for myself. What the answer is, I will also think about it myself and then answer. ”

So, until she makes a decision, please don't come and disturb her love again.

Seeing her sad, Zhao Huanli felt that he was more hurt than her.

She turned to leave, and her steps staggered a little.

"Daughter!"

"Don't come along!" She turned back to him and tugged at the corners of her mouth, looking a little cold. "Anyway, I have the Qinglian you put in my body, and I can know my every move without following you. Zhao Huanli, you give me some dignity. ”

Don't let her appear to be selfless in front of him.

It was windy outside, and Zhuo Wenjun, who was still enjoying the flowers outside, had already been respectfully welcomed back to the room by the maid. Lu Qianjin staggered in, holding on to the door frame, and couldn't help laughing.

I couldn't figure out what I couldn't figure out, but I slowly thought about it, and I already figured it out.

Zhao Huanli didn't plant anyone in the Qianjin Building at all, because she herself was his eyes and ears.

The weapon he uses is Qinglian, he also likes to eat sweets, and he can get the juice/liquid of the undead tree.

There are so many doubts, she should have known about it a long time ago. was deceived so thoroughly.

Finally holding back her laughter, she took a deep breath and slowly walked in front of Zhuo Wenjun to show her figure.

Zhuo Wenjun is probably embroidering the dowry, the mandarin duck playing in the water, the stitches are delicate, and every stitch and thread seems to be inlaid with this affection. She embroidered so carefully that she didn't even notice when there was one more person around her.

Lu Qianjin looked at the pair of mandarin ducks silently, Zhuo Wenjun would definitely not have thought of it at this time, but in a year, her full expectations were disappointed. Her current husband is not the reason why she has been famous for the ages.

She stretched out her hand and grabbed Zhuo Wenjun's wrist: "Miss Zhuo." ”

Zhuo Wenjun raised his head in shock: "Who are you?" ”

The voice still carries the coquettishness of a girl in the boudoir, and it is hard to imagine that she will become the new idea of the stable in the future.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." She reached out and covered Zhuo Wenjun's mouth, her voice carried a kind of reassurance, in order to calm her down, the daughter even used a peace trick.

Zhuo Wenjun was the best girl in the big family who was cultivated by the housewife, and quickly calmed down.

The daughter withdrew her hand and sat down on the small chair beside her. "You mandarin duck eyes are not well embroidered? Try it this way......" She lifted and dropped the needle in her hand, and the slender embroidery needle passed through the silk silk with a slight sound. The smooth silk threads are tightly attached to the silk silk, revealing different beauty.

Her embroidered eyes were really much more enlightened, and Zhuo Wenjun looked at her suspiciously: "Who are you?" How did you get in? What have you done to my handmaiden? ”

"Shh The daughter pressed a finger to her lips/flap to signal her to be quiet. She had a faint smile on her face, but she looked very comfortable. "It's not time to sue you for the question of who I am, Miss Zhuo, sooner or later I will sue you. As for the handmaidens......" she looked out the door, "I didn't touch them, but I didn't let them see me." ”

"Then you ......"

Before she could finish speaking, the daughter said, "You and I are destined." Miss Zhuo, I will still be waiting for you at Zhuo's house after a year, and at that time, I will tell you who I am. ”

Zhuo Wenjun was shocked: "You're not afraid that I will sue others?" ”

She stood up, "They can't see me. With that, she lifted her feet and walked out.

The wind outside the door was getting stronger. Lu Qianjin stood in the courtyard of the Zhuo family, the garden was full of flowers, and the maidservants came and went in an orderly manner.

She was suddenly a little confused, she was originally a person who shouldn't have been there, and her only obsession was to be with Yingzheng. If even this meaning is lost, then what is she saving zài for?

It's like right now, she's standing here, but she doesn't belong here. To be precise, she doesn't belong anywhere, she doesn't belong.

"What are you thinking?"

It's Zhao Huanli again.

Here Lu Qianjin didn't even want to go back, just stared at a certain place in the courtyard, and asked him lightly: "Zhao Huanli, do you believe in fate?" ”

He paused, "To be honest, I don't believe it. ”

"Sure enough......" she retracted her gaze and laughed self-deprecatingly. Looking at Zhao Huanli, he looked at himself deeply, seemingly affectionate, but in fact it was too illusory, and it dispersed as soon as the wind blew. "And what do you believe?"

"I only believe in myself." What's so terrible about fate? The future has always been held in the palm of his hand, and he has never been willing to be planned, preferring to be his own master.

Lu Qianjin didn't speak, just looked at him. After a long time, he said, "The green lotus on my body, when are you going to take it back?" ”

He raised his hand to wrap his arm around her shoulder, and this time it was smooth, and she didn't dodge. But his heart still seemed to be missing a piece, and it was terribly empty. He put his arms around her, but couldn't sense her feelings.

He could clearly understand how disappointed she was in herself.

"Daughter...... Trust me......" He was even a little incoherent, he didn't think that Yiqiē would become so weak. When facing Lu Qianjin, he always seems to be like this. He held her face helplessly, "I didn't want to hurt you, that Qinglian was just afraid that something would happen to you." ”

He just wanted to know about her all the time.

"I can't believe you anymore."

He didn't believe in fate, but she did. Otherwise, if you look at the old things in the past, hasn't fate already written their endings?

It's that she is too stubborn, and she won't give up when she hits her head and breaks her blood.

Zhuo Wenjun thought that he would return to the Zhuo family again, but he never thought that he would come back so depressed.

She had fled.

She married at the age of sixteen and died at the age of seventeen. directly made the name Zhuo Wenjun synonymous with jokes, and so far, no matter how noble she is, she has also become Kefu's new widow.

Her father had been waiting for her in the lobby, and she hadn't seen her for more than a year, and her father's gray hair seemed to be a little more.

When she saw it, she couldn't help but cry: "Dad." ”

"It's good to come back, it's good to come back." Her father hugged her and burst into tears, "Dad can afford to raise you." ”

The daughter he has been hurting at the tip of his heart since he was a child, he once wanted to promise her a lifetime of peace and security. Even her family affairs were selected by him. Who would have thought that happiness would be so stingy with Wenjun.

"After a long journey, you are also tired, go back and rest first." He patted her on the back, "There is a father in everything." ”

Zhuo Wenjun nodded, wiped the tears from his face, and turned back to his room.

When Kankan walked into the room, she remembered something. A year has passed, will that person still wait for her here? Zhuo Wenjun couldn't believe it.

Even...... She felt that the conversation a year ago was just a dream of her own. No one had ever seen that woman, and it was so bizarre that she suddenly appeared and disappeared into thin air.

After thinking about it, she motioned for the maidservants to wait outside, and entered the bedroom herself.

I couldn't help but exclaim as soon as I stepped in.

It turned out to be that woman! She was really waiting for her here!

Zhuo Wenjun stood at the door and watched her turn her head, the woman was still the same as a year ago, wearing a light cyan double winding skirt, with a plum blossom embroidered on her wide sleeves, and at a glance, she seemed to be able to smell a faint dark fragrance.

More than a year has passed, and people will change a little bit. But this woman hasn't changed at all, and even her smile is the same as back then. Zhuo Wenjun even felt that in fact, this year was a dream, and only one day had passed.

However, the woman spoke, as if she already knew a qiē, and said softly, "It's been a long journey, but I'm finally back." Don't be too sad, that's not where you belong. ”

This time, Zhuo Wenjun's voice was really trembling: "Who are you?" ”

"My surname is Lu, and I am a daughter."

"You...... You already know what's going to happen, don't you? ”

She nodded noncommittally: "So to speak. ”

"Then why didn't you sue me?"

The daughter got used to it, walked over and put her on the shoulder, and motioned for her to sit down first. "Everyone in this world wants to change their fate, but they don't know that everything has already been written. Miss Zhuo, I came to tell you another thing. ”

"What?" Zhuo Wenjun felt very strange, she should have been afraid of the woman in front of her, but her behavior made her not afraid. "Miss Lu, did we know each other before?"

"We'll know each other later." Lu Qianjin didn't know if she was doing the right thing, she just wanted to try, if she told her the end at the beginning, would she still go on.

"Miss Zhuo, you will meet a man." In Zhuo Wenjun's gaze, she whispered: "He meets all your expectations for Ruyu Junzi, and you will marry him." But...... He will change his mind and will want to take a concubine......"