Xiao Luoli seemed to be able to think of the scene when He Luo was severely poisoned and his time was short, but he held up his spirit to write a suicide note to him. She has always been like this, and she will definitely not be willing to make the people she cares about sad.

And there is always some explanation for doing things, when I was a child, I always had to talk to him when I went out, and when I came back, I would tell him where I went. What you have learned today and what you have seen have to be clear to him.

This is a habit of hers, because she is afraid that others will worry about her, so she will definitely explain to others. Even if it was death, she wanted to give him an explanation.

This shows that Luo Luo has him in his heart. Even if it is no longer the relationship between men and women, there is still a place left for him in his heart, and this is enough. Xiao Luoli looked at the swing frame in the courtyard outside the window and smiled very gently.

"Brother, I want to swing." Eight-year-old He Luo timidly tugged at his sleeve and whispered.

"Brother, I don't want to learn to dance anymore, I'm so tired." Nine-year-old Heluo would throw herself into his arms and be coquettish.

"Brother, I'm afraid, don't leave me alone." When ten-year-old Heluo is sick, he must pull his sleeve to sleep peacefully.

"Brother, I'll be able to embroider today, look!" Eleven-year-old He Luo held up his embroidered handkerchief to show him.

"Brother, do you see my sword flower dancing well?" Twelve-year-old He Luo looked at him with a smile as he held his sword.

"Brother, I've heard the maids say that I'll have to get married in two years. But I don't want to get married, I just want to follow my brother. Thirteen-year-old Heluo looked at him aggrievedly.

"Brother, who do you think is better-looking, me or Xiao Xiang?" The day before he left, fourteen-year-old He Luo put on exquisite makeup, put on beautiful hair, and wore excellent clothes, stood in front of him and asked.

Thinking of this, Xiao Luoli closed his eyes and said, "Why do you want to compare with her?" You are who you are. It's a pity that I didn't say this seven years ago. ”

Wen Zhili was happy and quiet, so he bought a house to live in Yuanzhou. On this day, he watched the news from Shu in his study, Liu Moxing was overwhelmed after receiving reinforcements, and he had already repelled the pirates.

The pirates are currently retreating to their own base, which is a small island that is difficult to defend and difficult to attack. According to Liu Moxing's meaning, he was going to lure them out and then catch them all, but that group of pirates was not stupid, and they hid well. No matter how much they provoke, they will not come out.

There is also a letter about Cao Yue, in addition to the secret letters that Yuan Xi gave him last time, You Yun also found Cao Yue's military deployment map and troop strength in Yanzhou.

Cao Yue, as the commander of the southeast, sat in Yanzhou, and governed many southeastern towns such as Shu and Yuanzhou. However, he did not send reinforcements to Liu Moxing in time, and he repeatedly shirked him and fell into a bitter battle. Even if there is no matter of Jiang Heng, Liu Moxing is not ready to let him go. This time, Cao Yue's death date has arrived.

Burning this letter about Cao Yue, Wen Zhili looked out the window at the greenery, the summer wind blowing, and there was a rustling sound. He looked out the window, not knowing what he was thinking.

At this time, he heard a knock on the door, and he said softly, "Come in."

It was Sheng Changlin, and he probably came to report on the garrison situation in Yuanzhou. According to his words, the good news of Shu is frequent, and there is no big problem in Yuanzhou at present.

Wen Zhili nodded, allowing him to continue to strengthen the garrison, and there could be no moments of relaxation. Judging from Liu Moxing's words, it is estimated that he is preparing to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, so that the group of pirates will not dare to come again.

If you want to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, you have to lure people out, so Shu will inevitably suffer, and Yuanzhou has become the most important pass, which is the key to whether the grass can be cut and eradicated.

Just as Wen Zhili gave way to Sheng Changlin to go back, a girl rushed in. A pair of big watery eyes stared straight at Wen Zhili, with a bright smile on his face.

"Changge, what are you doing here?" Sheng Changlin saw his sister and hurriedly took her away.

Sheng Changge shook off his hand and said, "Brother, I'm just here to see Brother Zhili." ”

"Why are you so unruly, what kind of etiquette brother, you want to call Lord Wen." Sheng Changlin said with a straight face.

"Brother, what are you doing so fiercely? Brother Zhili didn't say anything himself, you care so much. Sheng Changge looked at Wen Zhili with a grin.

Wen Zhili glanced at her lightly and said, "Miss Sheng, we are not so familiar with each other, don't call me that." ”

"Brother Zhili, it's just a title. You are such a big official, and you still have a problem with my little girl? Sheng Changge said with a smile.

Wen Zhili looked at her quietly and said, "I really don't care about a title, I just don't want to be so close to unrelated people." ”

Sheng Changge was a little embarrassed when she said this, she cleared her throat and said, "If Brother Zhili has a clear conscience, what does it matter if I call it?" ”

"Changge, how can you speak! Apologize to Lord Wen. Sheng Changlin was really helpless. Ever since Sheng Changge followed him to see Wen Zhili that time, he had been thinking about others. For three days, both sides seized the opportunity to run here, sending pastries, vegetables, and specialties, and it can be said that they did everything they could in order to see Wen Zhili.

Although he also admires Lord Wen, he also understands the gap between this person and them. He reminded Sheng Changge more than once that he had to correct his identity and should not be tempted by Lord Wen.

Who knew that Sheng Changge didn't listen to it at all, and ran here more diligently. also said that she would not marry if she was not a family, and even if Wen Zhili returned to Beijing in the future, she would follow, even if it was to be his maid.

He knew his sister was trapped, but there was nothing he could do. If Wen Zhili is a little interested in his sister, it is good to say, maybe his sister can marry into a big family and become a concubine, and she will have a worry-free life in the future. The problem is that Wen Zhili has no interest in her at all, and she rejects people thousands of miles away every time.

Even so, his sister still posted it up, and he didn't know what to say. It's not bad to lose Wen Zhili's temper, but if it were someone else, Changge would really die several times.

"I don't apologize! I wasn't wrong! Sheng Changge looked at Wen Zhili stubbornly.

Looking at her stubborn eyes, Wen Zhili seemed to see another person. The man who looked at him pitifully and told him not to withhold her wages. The man who banged desperately at the door, crying and begging him to come out. The one who took care of him day and night when he was sick, and would occasionally play a little temper but was most afraid of him being angry.

Although he is unreliable and often causes him trouble, he can always complete the task beyond his expectations. She also looked at herself so stubbornly, saying that she liked him, and her whole heart was his. He was also ashamed to ask for his own heart, and the eagerness in his eyes deeply attracted him.

Thinking of this, Wen Zhili smiled gently. Seeing the hearts of the Sheng family brothers and sisters, the smile was like a spring breeze blowing across the south bank of the river, blowing straight into people's hearts, and it was so soft that it turned into a puddle of water.