All three of them came to the stall under the marriage tree, which had long been crowded by people seeking marriage.

Zhao Lingshu and the three of them finally squeezed in, and after paying the money, they asked the little novice on the side to hang paper and brushes.

Zhao Lingshu looked at the hanging paper and couldn't start writing for a long time. After experiencing her previous life, she doesn't have much desire for love now, what she wants to do most now is to take revenge.

But with this piece of paper, the feelings of the little daughter in Zhao Lingshu's heart revived again. In his previous life, he mistakenly believed in a traitor and met someone who was unladylike, but he could be reborn once and thoroughly understand the future situation, can he have the right to love and be loved again?

Zhao Lingshu's pen hung on the hanging paper, hesitated for a moment, the pen fell, inscribed a few lines of poetry on the hanging paper, and then threw the hanging paper onto the marriage tree.

"Miss, what did you write on it?" Seeing that Zhao Lingshu had already thrown the hanging paper to the tree, the maid Qing'er came over with a gossipy face and asked with a smile.

"I won't tell you." Zhao Lingshu also smiled and pinched Qing'er's fleshy face, and Qing'er immediately cried and begged for mercy.

"Miss, I was wrong, I won't ask." Zhao Lingshu let go of Qing'er's face, and Qing'er covered her little face with a look of grievance.

Zhao Lingshu turned his head and saw someone performing acrobatics not far away, and hurriedly changed the topic to coax her: "It's fun over there, let's go over there." ”

Qing'er was originally pouting and rubbing her face that had been pinched by her own young lady dissatisfied, but she was interrupted by Zhao Lingshu, and she also turned her head to look. was a child, and immediately ran to join in the fun with a smile.

As soon as Zhao Lingshu and the three of them left, the young man who had just bumped into Zhao Lingshu on the street came to the marriage tree.

The young man looked up at the densely hung papers on the trees, on which were the best wishes of ordinary men and women.

"I don't know how many people can make their dreams come true." The young man's casual face also carried a bit of yearning.

A gust of wind blew, and Zhao Lingshu's hanging paper was blown down by the wind because it was not firmly hung, and it happened to cover the young man's face.

The young man picked up the hanging paper and saw the poem inscribed on it: "May I be like the stars and the moon, and the night will be bright and clean." ”

See also the signature: "Zhao Lingshu." ”

The young man smiled unconsciously when he looked at the signature, and then he flew up the tree and hung the hanging paper at the highest place.

Xiao Qisheng, who came to the tree together, looked up and saw that the young man had gone up the tree, so he shouted: "Zhilian, why did you suddenly go up the tree?" A big husband actually peeked at other people's things, but it was really not authentic. ”

An Zhilian glanced at him, jumped down from the tree, and patted the dust and fallen leaves on his clothes: "Brother Xiao, what I peeked at here is not an ordinary thing. ”

Xiao Qisheng saw that he was not only not ashamed, but also justified, so he asked him funny: "Then what leakage did you see?" ”

An Zhilian didn't answer, and only gave Xiao Qisheng a look that could only be understood and not spoken.

Xiao Qisheng shook his head helplessly, and the two walked to Ci'an Temple together.

An Zhilian and Xiao Qisheng entered the main hall of Ci'an Temple, and the two knelt down on the futon together to worship the Buddha and incense.

Zhao Lingshu took a reed flower picked by Qing'er from the river, lowered his head and smelled it, there was a unique fragrance of aquatic plants. Zhao Lingshu suddenly played with his heart, took a sharp breath, puffed out his big cheeks, and blew hard, and the white reed flowers floated up to the sky along the wind, facing the golden sunshine, printed in the blue sky, beautiful like a painting.

Chapter Thirty-Eight: Counting is Counting

Zhao Lingshu squinted at this beautiful moment, but he was in a good mood.

She looked down and saw a pleasure boat coming from the other side of the river, and the sound of men and women frolicking happily could be heard from the boat.

"Brother Xiao, look at how beautiful the scenery is over there."

"It's really pleasing to the eye."

Zhao Lingshu, who was still enjoying the scenery by the river, suddenly heard a familiar voice.

It's Xiao Qiming and Chu Lanxi.

Zhao Lingshu didn't want to see these two people. Next to it is the important place of Buddhism, these two people in the past and present lives have the blood of countless people on their hands, how can they still have the face to come here?

Zhao Lingshu turned around directly and wanted to leave.

But as soon as Zhao Lingshu walked to the bridge, Chu Lanxi and Xiao Qiming's cruise ship docked. Chu Lanxi saw Zhao Lingshu at a glance, and when she saw that she was leaving, he hurriedly stopped her: "Sister Lingshu!" ”

Zhao Lingshu wanted to pretend not to hear and continue to leave, but Chu Lanxi raised her voice again and continued to call her: "Sister Lingshu!" Wait for me! ”

Chu Lanxi's voice was too loud, and the entire people on the bridge were looking at her, so she couldn't pretend not to hear it.

Zhao Lingshu had no choice but to put on a surprised smile and turned around: "It's Sister Lanxi and His Royal Highness!" Why do you and the Third Highness have time to come here today? ”

Xiao Qiming glanced at Chu Lanxi, and Chu Lanxi understood. She greeted him with a smile and grabbed Zhao Lingshu's arm intimately: "It has only been long since I got married to His Royal Highness, and the queen mother took pity on our little husband and wife, and asked the emperor to assign him less official duties, and he was exempted from asking for peace every day." Although Chu Lanxi was hypocritical, the smug smile on his face was indeed sincere.

Zhao Lingshu listened to it, and sneered in his heart, but he didn't have a seizure on the surface.

She pretended to be angry and broke away from Chu Lanxi's shoulder, and turned around angrily: "My sister is very busy now, so naturally she doesn't look down on me as a sister." Do you calculate, since my sister got married, haven't you ever come to the corpse again? The corpse can only stay in the mansion every day, so it's not boring. ”

After listening to Lingshu's accusation, Chu Lanxi hurriedly asked her to accompany her: "Sister, this is a misunderstanding of my sister." Now my sister is married to a wife, not as good as when she was a little girl in the past. If I come to play with my sister every day as I did before, what will the emperor and queen think of me? What will others think of me? They will accuse their sister of not doing what a bride should do and not keeping her morality. I treat my sister like my own sister, and my sister should think more about her sister. ”

When Zhao Lingshu heard this, he turned around in shame, took Chu Lanxi's hand and said, "This is my sister's thoughtlessness, my sister is still young and doesn't understand this." Since my sister has understood what a woman's virtue is, she should also teach her sister well. ”

Chu Lanxi listened to it and wondered if Zhao Lingshu was mocking his premarital misconduct. But when he saw Zhao Lingshu's expression, the grievances were sincere, and his doubts were dispelled. After all, in her heart, Zhao Lingshu was just a simple-minded aristocratic lady who was spoiled by her family.

Chu Lanxi held Zhao Lingshu's hand and smiled more intimately: "Has my sister had lunch?" ”

At this time, it was not yet lunch time, and Zhao Lingshu could not say that he had used it, which seemed to be too direct to refuse, and it would also make the previous performance seem extraordinarily fake.

"Not yet. My grandmother brought the corpse to Ci'an Temple early in the morning, and this morning she either took a carriage or worshiped the Buddha and offered incense, and the corpse was dying of hunger. Zhao Lingshu exaggeratedly touched his flat belly.