Lin Huangbing sat on the couch, with a white jade ruyi lying beside him, with a long white tassel hanging on the edge of the collapse, swaying gently with the breeze, and the pale orange skirt embroidered with the dark pattern of Fushou of the beauty sitting beside it looked elegant and extravagant. Lin Huangbing hugged Emperor Xinyuan who was playing with the crystal glass bow, and her loving smile faded the crow's feet that crept up at the corners of her eyes.

Xinyuan was having a good time, and suddenly smiled at the door: "Sister Huang! ”

Lin Huangbing followed the child's clear gaze, her smile narrowed, she didn't want her daughter to see her seven emotions and six desires, she was afraid that she would see it, there was no reason.

Emperor Xinyuan hugged Xinyuan and touched her bun, her beautiful eyes and Lin Huangbing's outline were roughly but very energetic.

Lin Huangbing looked at Xin Wei without sadness or joy, and for a moment Xin Wei was a little stunned, as if he saw Feng Wei who was holding an umbrella alone in the rain and looking up at the sky melancholy in the blue smoke and rain that day.

"It's all settled?" Huang Bing's cold tone made Xin Yu turn her attention back, and she replied with a smile:

"Yes, I will go back to Xiliao with him in the next year."

Huang Bing's cold face was a little loose, and there were thousands of waves in his eyes: "If you don't want to, the mourning family can find a clan girl for you to replace ......"

Xin Yuan shook his head: "Song Guicheng originally wanted to break his mother's right-hand man, but if I don't go this time, I will suffer if I go to a worse place." ”

Lin Huangbing wanted to say more, but seeing that the corners of her daughter's eyes and eyebrows were full of infinite and charming feelings, just like her back then, she knew that her daughter was also half-love, and she didn't say more. She has no interest in this life, if her daughter can jump out. It's not in vain to come to the world, it's better to love than to lose, at least when you talk about it to others, you still have some self-deprecating talk.

Huang Bing lowered his eyelids and whispered, "Take care." ”

Xin Yuan originally wanted to renew with his mother, for the sake of seeing each other again in the future, but when he saw his mother's sad expression and her eyes full of tears and tears, she knew that her mother was reluctant to be reluctant to herself, and she just wanted to be quiet alone, so she took Xin Yuan to retire.

Huang Bing sighed.

After all, there is no one left around him, maybe it starts with his decision to protect the Lin family. is doomed to be alone. Mars. There has always been only one, high up and just for the sake of observation.

Lin Huangbing caressed the white tassels on the white jade Ruyi, his eyes were dark, and he seemed to be in a trance like the green time of the year. He had not yet combed a woman's bun. Put your hair down. In the courtyard, there was a lot of joy.

That year, the umbrella rested in the west building, and the falling flowers were independent, and she was ordered by her mother to inspect the store. When she wanted to go back, she was covered by rain and flowers, and her body was plated with a layer of shiny edges, and the people who passed by were all "the cultivator forgot his ploughing, and the hoe forgot his hoe", she was a little embarrassed, and her face showed a red face of shame. Before he hesitated to rush back in the rain, there was already an umbrella painted with orchids and green tassels hanging from the edges.

Huang Bing looked back in surprise, but saw that the young man did not squint, his eyebrows flew into his temples, and he was full of righteousness.

"The rain is slightly cool, don't be irritable for a while." The boy's voice is not good, but it makes people feel stable.

Huang Bing watched the pouring rain beside him, and watched a pair of swallows skimming the waterlogged street, and suddenly blushed.

Seeing that she was uncomfortable, the young man raised his eyebrows, shoved the umbrella into her arms, walked into the rain by himself, and disappeared. Huang Bing blamed himself infinitely, feeling that it was his own cowardice that caused people to go back in the rain, so he inquired, and learned that he was the son of the Lin'an Meng family, who came to Suzhou to play, and I don't know where a melancholy rose in his heart, and the umbrella he originally wanted to return was also left in his own place, and no longer intended to return.

Anyway, I have to go, I won't be in love with this umbrella, why should I do more, it's not too much for people to look down on.

Huang Bing's life was the same, and when I went to inspect again, it rained again, but fortunately, I brought an umbrella this time, the umbrella that Meng Gongzi gave her.

Huang Bing was about to leave, and a joke suddenly came from behind him: "Good rain knows the season, when spring happens." ”

Huang Bing looked back, and the man had already rushed under her umbrella: "Borrow the ground to shelter from the rain." "There was a bit of a slump between the words.

Huang Bing couldn't help laughing: "It's just right to come, I don't have anywhere to return your umbrella in the province." ”

"If you really want to pay it back, why bother me to wait for you here for so many days?" Mons feints.

Huang Bing was silent.

Who knows if he is really waiting or if he wants to do it in the name of this.

Seeing that she was unhappy again, Monsi rushed into the rain again, this time he was not in a hurry to leave, and smiled at her in the rain: "Next time, you will be willing to return me." ”

Huang Bing was stunned.

This time she was willing, but the feelings of thousands of girls made her unable to speak.

Huang Bing stood on the street, watching the man walk away like a chicken in soup, and his hand was secretly clenched in his sleeve.

Next time, next time will definitely ......

It's just that Huang Bing didn't expect that she would not have a next time.

She can inquire about Meng Si, and Meng Si can naturally inquire about her, so although there is a big age difference between her and Feng Wei, she still comes to Feng Wei to play every day, and when she takes it out, she doesn't know that she thinks Meng Si is young and has a child, and she asks who his wife's family is, which makes Meng Si cry and laugh.

Huang Bing naturally knew it, but she just avoided it, every time Feng Wei was involved in bringing the gifts that Meng Si gave her, she always turned her back and didn't look at it, as if she was a treasure after Feng Wei left.

Originally, everything was good, and the mother Tan also intended to promote this marriage, but good things will always be more grinding - that afternoon, the time was just right, the camellia was blooming, Tan took a pair of children to drum and play the sheng in the courtyard, and the three of them each held musical instruments: Feng Weiyi pipa, Huang Bing Fuqin, Tan played a tube of jade flute carved into bamboo, playing the ancient songs of the previous dynasty, quite a climate. Lin Yu stood in front of them with a brightly colored woman who was not a few years older than Huang Bing, and her expression was about to speak.

Tan sighed, showed a virtuous smile, and said softly: "I know."

Feng Wei was full of hostility, but Huang Bing saw that her father and her were not concubines. She searched for a long time, and finally found evidence, and was about to drive the dangerous woman out of the house, but her mother fell ill unexpectedly, and no doctor was able to return to the sky. She knew that this was Pan's revenge and Song Can's warning, but she did not hesitate.

Isn't it just fighting for a life, what's the big deal? It's a big deal!

But she found. Not only was her mother terminally ill, but her father also began to show symptoms of poisoning, and even Feng Wei caught a **** who was about to be poisoned, and she panicked. The power of the Lin family is firmly in the hands of the Pan family, and the Pan family has already proposed to her and wants to marry her to Qiongzhou!

She can't go! If she goes, Feng Wei will definitely die, she can give up anyone, but Feng Wei is her most beloved brother, and nothing can happen!

She was ruthless in her heart to find Monji. Let him help her enter the palace. Only enter the palace. can make Pan and Song Can unable to move her.

Monsi was surprised and angry at first, but looking at her stubborn eyes, he knew that there must be a bitter reason for her choice, plus the rumors he had faintly heard. He finally sighed: "I'll help you." There is no change in this life. ”

She hadn't cried for a long time, and she cried in front of him inhumanly. She trembled and returned the umbrella to him: "After all, I couldn't enjoy the rain with you." ”

"It's okay," Monji said, holding his umbrella with a blank expression. Life and death are more heart-wrenching than death, "The rain in Lin'an is the same sky." ”

Meng Si handed her a bronze mirror: "Just make a thought, I originally wanted to make a love token, but now I hope my luck can cover you." ”

Huang Bing held the bronze mirror, her pale and emaciated fingertips touched the smooth mirror, as if she was recording the temperature of Meng Si with her fingertips, Meng Si looked down at her sad and resolute face, her brows were tangled together because of heartache, and she had not melted away for many years.

"If you ...... in the future," Huang Bing bit her lip, and finally said it, "If you find a suitable woman, don't miss it, no one is blessed here." ”

Mons mourned in his heart, but he couldn't reach out to hug him; From the moment he decided to help her, the relationship between them was one of master and servant, no longer a friendship between a man and a woman. He could no longer hold an umbrella to protect her from the rain, but he had to use himself and his own Qiē to prop up the big umbrella to protect her.

Huang Bing hung his eyelashes, also lowered his head, and his voice was so low that he could barely hear clearly: "In the future, if someone without a fate does something rebellious, please don't blame Childe, Childe can leave, but don't classify people who have no fate as evil." ”

At that time, Meng Si didn't know why Huang Bing was so self-deprecating, and said that it was the sinister in the palace, so that she had to be like this, until one day, Feng Wei came to him with a pale face, hugged his legs and trembled all day, he didn't know what she was going to do - she covered her biological mother who was tortured by illness, in order to protect herself and her younger brother, and prepare for the future, she worshiped Pan as her mother, and was like a mother and daughter in the eyes of outsiders.

Meng Si hugged Feng Wei, he knew the fear of facing death. What's more, Feng Wei is still so young, he saw his biological sister covering his mother to death in front of his stepmother, and standing in front of him with an indifferent face and staring at him, anyone would be scared to death.

Since then, everyone has changed, Lin Huangbing is no longer the high-spirited and wanton girl in her eyes, but a concubine in the deep palace who has no sorrow or joy, plain and deep; Feng Wei is not the original carefree heir of the Lin family, but a young man whose eyes have also become gray, ruthless, and hateful to the world. Mons knew all the truth, but he didn't tell it until he died, and did his best to protect her and him.

Huang Bing didn't know when she came to the bronze mirror, looking at herself in the mirror who was no longer there for some time, she smiled and sighed: "Is it sad that the family is selfish, and I still want you to protect you for the rest of your life." You like her, very good, very good. ”

It's just that I still mistook him, and it was easy to have someone to rely on, but I didn't have time to take a second look.

Huang Bing raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his cheeks and buckled the bronze mirror on the table.

If you can, don't say goodbye to death and life in the next life, you live your good life, I live my plain and happy, don't owe or drag me down.

What Huang Bing remembers is also what Liu Rugui told Feng Wei, the old past is like a surging torrent, submerging Feng Wei, he is a drowning person, struggling in the painful psychological shadow, unable to extricate himself. His vigorous gesture made Hongyan's hand almost completely bruised, and she looked at him in a cold sweat worriedly, wanting to open her mouth to make him regain consciousness, but she was afraid that he would not be able to accept it for a while, and something bigger would happen.

After a long time, Feng Wei finally calmed down, although the strength of his hand decreased, he still held Hongyan's hand tightly, as if it was the last life-saving straw on the sea, and if he let go, he would fall forever.

"Sister, she ......" Feng Wei's mouth was dry, and he ate several glasses of wine in a row, "Sister, she ...... for me"

Liu Rugui was silent.

The truth is often cruel, he has seen a lot of people who are out of control, at this time he should not speak, and he does not need to open his mouth, he does not need to make a fuss for himself, he takes money to do things, the matter has been done, and he does not need to say more.

Hongyan glanced at Liu Rugui in embarrassment, Liu Rugui and Hongyan grew up together, pouted each other's butts, and knew what kind of fart they had, so they immediately got up and helped Hongyan help Feng Wei, who was still alive in the sky, to go outside, and turned straight for almost an hour, only then did they arrive at the door, Liu Rugui called someone to pull his carriage and send the Lin couple down the mountain. Feng Wei was silent all the way, like a puppet, until he changed the carriage and took the car back from Rulai Temple, and the car driver sitting outside was Yu Zhenxi, Feng Wei was like a ball that was suddenly deflated, and suddenly collapsed on Hongyan's body, his shoulders shrugged and moved, and he silently sprinkled tears in Hongyan's arms.

Hongyan hugged him, his brows furrowed in distress. She finally understood that the first time she was on the boat, he laughed at her for not being satisfied, and that she was nothing more than his bitterness. Hongyan can't imagine how he came over by himself and spent what a dark time in the days when he believed that his sister betrayed, his father was addicted to alcohol, and his mother died violently, and she was admittedly unlucky, but she was much happier than him.

Yu Zhenxi has martial arts and a keen sense of hearing, how could he not know that his master was crying inside? At first, I was driving for the master, and I was extremely excited that I could hear the master performing live, spring, and palace in it with my good hearing, but now I only hate myself for hearing too much in my ears. Since he was rescued by his master, he has been loyal, and although his master has a short temper, he has never treated him harshly. No matter how difficult the master is, he just looks at the blue sky in the rain, and he has never cried like this, he must have encountered something big. Yu Jinxi only hated himself for being incompetent and couldn't help his master share the burden.

Feng Wei cried, snuggled in Hongyan's arms, held the hand that had never let go, and suddenly asked in a dumb voice, "Will you leave?" ”

Hongyan smiled: "You want to divorce me and marry another?" I found a pair of scissors to cut you! ”

Feng Wei subconsciously closed his legs, feeling his waist and abdomen tight, but his face couldn't help laughing: "You dare to break your legs." ”

Hongyan took out a small handkerchief bag from her purse, opened and took out the delicate small candy made in the shape of a white lotus, and stuffed it into Feng Wei's mouth: "First bitter and then sweet." ”

Feng Wei swallowed the sugar, and a warm current welled up in his heart.

I never thought that there would be someone to accompany me in the future, even if I love red faces, I subconsciously regard it as an object to protect, and I have never felt like I am supporting each other to go on.

Feng Wei curled the corners of his mouth.

I have a really good eye for myself and have picked a good lady for myself.

Hongyan was still holding Feng Wei, who obviously used her as a cushion in various postures, resisted the urge to kick him out of the carriage, and asked, "What are you going to do next?" (To be continued.) )