Du Yunluo looked at Mu Lianxiao. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

His eyes were heavy and clear, reflecting her shadow, and his gaze was full of concern and distress.

Du Yunluo suddenly thought that in Bai Jietang, Mu Lianxiao gently patted her hand on the back, and he was supporting her in his way.

The vision blurred unconsciously, and there was a mist in her eyes, Du Yunluo blinked her apricot eyes and threw herself forward.

Mu Lianxiao caught her quickly, let her sit in her arms, and wrapped her slender waist.

Du Yunluo didn't answer quickly, she buried her head in Mu Lianxiao's neck, took a few deep breaths, and then said in a muffled voice: "I watched her slap the second uncle today, smashed everything, and choked with the second uncle, at that time, I didn't think about whether to let her go to the Pingyang Hou Mansion to guard for a lifetime, or return home, or remarry, I didn't think about that."

There was only one thought in my head, and I understood how she felt.

I thought that if I woke up from that painful dream, and the only thing I could not give up in this life was destroyed, I would make more trouble than her.

I have already tasted the taste of old age, and if I can't get what I want this time, I might as well not want it for decades to come, and just die.

However, death also has to pull a cushion. ”

obviously said such things, because Du Yunluo's voice was soft and glutinous, and she was muttering, she had a feeling like being coquettish.

Mu Lianxiao wanted to laugh, but felt distressed, recalling the dream of Huangliang that Du Yunluo had said, his heart twitched hard.

If he still can't accompany her in this life, Du Yunluo must not be willing to chant for half his life.

Only after experiencing it can you know the pain of that half of your life.

What Mu Lianxiao can experience at this moment is only a drop in the bucket.

"Yunluo ......" Mu Lianxiao tightened the hand around Du Yunluo's waist, lowered her head slightly and pecked her forehead.

Du Yunluo raised her hand and rubbed her slightly itchy forehead, and there was a thin mist in her apricot eyes: "The same is true for Xiangjun." ”

Mu Lianxiao was slightly stunned, and when he understood what Du Yunluo meant, he pursed his lips tightly, took a deep breath, and said, "You mean, the eldest sister is also ......."

"She is," Du Yunluo said firmly, "That's why she refuses to marry Rui Shizi, no matter who is the heir in the Dingyuan Marquis' Mansion, if she marries Rui Shizi, the result of this life will not change from her previous life." ”

Mu Lianxiao twisted her eyebrows.

Back in Tongcheng last time, Du Yunluo only told him about her own dreams, and did not say anything about Mu Lianhui.

If Mu Lianhui also starts all over again, the current situation will ruin her bottom line.

"Living for a few more decades doesn't mean anything to the villagers," Du Yunluo pondered, "Face, decent, that's a matter for people who want to live, and people who don't even want their lives, where will they care about that?" ”

Du Yunluo pouted, Mu Lianhui had no way to go to her in her previous life, but in this life she broke and stood up, and married the Pingyang Hou Mansion.

How do you know the good situation, so Mu Liancheng stirred it up.

Mu Lianhui is not a person who sits idly by, Du Yunluo guessed that if the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion refused to help, at the right time, Mu Lianhui would find another way by herself, it was really a dead end, then it would be earth-shattering, and no one would be better.

"You ask me what I want, but in fact I don't want to," Du Yunluo hooked the corners of her lips and said with a wry smile, "I said when I was in Tongcheng, those hatreds, those hatreds, I won't forget, I can't forget them, if I forget, I will go crazy if I go back to that dream."

The affairs of the township are decided by my grandmother, mother, and her parents, and I shouldn't have been my younger siblings.

No matter what the house wants to do, I just listen to it, as for the township, whether she listens or not, it's her business.

Help her, pity her? She doesn't look down on my help or mercy.

What to let go of the past, abandon the previous suspicions, and don't say whether I believe it or not, the character of the townsman must not believe it.

Xiangjun has her own idea, except for the beginning, she hasn't come to block my way in the past two years, I don't care why she doesn't stop me, I won't stop her.

If she can turn a somersault cloud out of 108,000 miles, then she will go.

If she wants to compensate the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion for her own sake, I won't agree, and of course, my grandmother won't agree. ”

Du Yunluo spoke very slowly, her tone was calm, and only she knew how much her heart fluctuated.

Mu Lianxiao stroked her back and whispered in her ear: "According to your thoughts, Yunluo, I will accompany you." ”

Du Yunluo's brows slowly loosened, and she answered in a low voice, smiling gently.

For her, no kind of words can compare to a sentence of "accompanying", and all she wants is Mu Lianxiao to accompany her.

The two hugged each other, and the Western clock outside was ticking, and Du Yunluo let go of Mu Lianxiao slightly, and said, "It's not early, let's have lunch first." ”

Jinrui set the table, and the husband and wife used it together.

Peng Niangzi hugged Brother Yan over.

Brother Yan pouted and reached out to hug him, so Mu Lianxiao took his son over and walked around the house with him.

Du Yunluo's eyes kept following the two fathers and sons, and Brother Yan'er's laughter penetrated into his ears, making Du Yunluo laugh too.

In the evening, someone came to the Baijie Hall to invite the two of them.

Du Yunluo and Mu Lianxiao went over, and saw that Mu Liancheng and his wife had returned.

Mu Liancheng's expression was solemn, and he said to Mrs. Wu: "There is a lot of trouble in the Pingyang Hou Mansion. ”

Du Yunluo and Mu Lianxiao exchanged a look, which is not unusual.

Jin Shang is the grandson of Pingyang Hou, his mother is the original wife of Pingyang Hou Shizi, who passed away a few years ago, Jin Shang in order to keep his mother's filial piety, this has been delayed for a few more years, and finally engaged with Dingyuan Marquis's mansion.

The original wife was personally selected by Mrs. Hou, she was an old man, and she picked out all the good ones, and she also looked at the children left by the original wife like eyeballs.

It has not been a few years since Mrs. Shizi's house-filling entered the door, and she only gave birth to a daughter, and Mrs. Pingyang Hou didn't like her at all, and she was the original match inside and out.

Jin Shang, as the youngest grandson, in the heart of Mrs. Pingyang Hou, even the eldest grandson is not as good as him.

As a result, Jin Shang was killed in the outer room because of his uncle's words, and Mrs. Pingyang Hou had nowhere to vent her anger, so she naturally vented her anger towards Mu Lianhui and Mu Liancheng.

Especially Mu Lianhui's temper, she didn't have Mrs. Hou's heart, and she didn't have a good word.

Mu Liancheng apologized, but he couldn't lose his life, Mrs. Hou could only point to Sang and scold Huai, and couldn't roll up her sleeves with him.

"Scold a couple of words and let her dissipate her anger." Old Taijun Wu rubbed her swollen eyebrows, "The grandson of the family is dead, and he can't even be angry, can he still live this day?" ”

Mu Liancheng bowed his head and said yes.

Seeing him like this, Mrs. Wu swallowed all the words in her throat, and just said: "The matter has come to this, I said that you are useless, you only remember, be cautious in your words and deeds in the future." Lian Hui talks and does things no matter how noisy she is, there is a saying that is not wrong at all, you just pick a soft pinch of persimmon. (To be continued.) )