Chapter Fifty-Nine: Little Farewell Wins New Love
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On the shore of the picturesque Slender West Lake, many young men and girls who love beauty travel together with umbrellas. Of course, this is a sight that can only be experienced on a snowy day in the south.
The flowers and plants in the bamboo grove have withered, and a few aloe vera trees, like frosted eggplants, have become soft and collapsed.
The lock outside the gate no longer has to be locked outside. Avon has a small window open, and on the small stove in the house, the flames lick and lick the cold air, but it is not rain and snow, otherwise the clammy and cold is uncomfortable to think about.
Avon rubbed her hands, heard a knock on the door outside the house, and thought that it was either Shun Shun, or it was the girl of the Lin family.
Suddenly, I thought that Sister Daiyu hadn't been here for several days, and I inevitably complained in my heart, "Sister Daiyu, my sister thought you forgot me." ”
As soon as the door of the courtyard opened, Avon's eyes moved, her jade hand covered her mouth lightly, and she gasped, "Return...... Came back......"
Lin Lan's body was wrapped in a black robe, and he suddenly stretched out his hand, handed a ball of fluffy, hot things to Avon's hand, and said with a smile: "Give it to you, it's just right to warm your hands." ”
Fortunately, Xue Meiniang's temperament is docile and not afraid of people, but in just a few days, she was abandoned by her new owner, and a trace of lovelessness also flashed in her smart eyes.
What is the baby doing wrong, why don't you want the baby.
Avon was taken aback by the sudden surprise and stammered, "It's ...... Not scratchy, right? ”
"Xue Meiniang is very well-behaved, I just came back from Jinling, but my mother doesn't like cats very much, so I brought it to you." Poor Wang, if he saw such a snow-white cat, he would definitely love it.
Avon stroked the warm Xue Mei Niang, holding in front of that proud figure, Xue Mei Niang seemed to have found a warmer and softer place than Lin Lan's chest, rubbing it vigorously, making a meow and meow comfortably.
Lin Lan said with a smile: "Look, Xue Meiniang likes you very much......" He added two words in his heart - chest.
Avon smiled like a flower and said, "Thank you, it's snowing outside, let's go inside and sit." ”
"Okay." Lin Lan directly took the umbrella in Avon's hand and slowly walked into the wing room together.
There was no hall in the small building, and when Lin Lan stepped into the small compartment, he smelled a faint smell of rouge gouache. Avon touched Xue Meiniang's head and asked, "Did you come here to give it to me?" ”
"Huh?" Lin Lan was stunned for a moment, and came back to her senses, "Of course I came to see you, how is your condition?" ”
The teapot was set up on the small stove, Avon's face was a little red, and she smiled: "It's rare to sleepwalk." ”
"That's good."
Avon put Xue Meiniang on the table, patted the furry back, and said, "After you left, your sister came many times." ”
"Sister? Daiyu, you say? ”
"yes. I don't know how she found here, she just came in and scolded you. Avon covered her mouth and chuckled.
"Scold me? Where did I provoke her again? Lin Lan was a little puzzled, if he was out of the house, could he still make this little ancestor unhappy.
Avon told Lin Lan the ins and outs of the matter one by one, and said, "Now she doesn't contradict you either." But she hasn't been here for a while, so she's not so far away from you. You'll find out when you get back. ”
Xue Meiniang, who seemed to feel cold while speaking, got back into Yazhi's arms and screamed comfortably.
Lin Lan was speechless for a while, this is not spring, she is so crisp, she is really a charming girl.
"Has it always been so clingy?" Avon seems to like Xue Meiniang very much.
Lin Lan took a sip of hot tea and smiled, "It's just a sticky little goblin." Okay, I'll see you another day. I'll leave this leprechaun to you. ”
"Well, slow down in the snow."
Lin Lan got into the snow curtain, waved his hand and said, "Go in, it's cold outside." ”
"Hey." Avon suddenly stopped Lin Lan.
"What? Anything else? ”
Avon's face was a little unnatural, and finally plucked up the courage to say: "My surname is Zhao, and my name is Avon." ”
"Haha, my surname is Lin, my name is Lan."
The snow curtain is still in the courtyard, and the woman in red is like a rose blooming in the snow, so gorgeous and colorful. The woman stood quietly for a long time holding Xue Meiniang.
It wasn't until a figure fell silently that she came back to her senses, and her eyes were slightly dark.
"Little master, you're sick, it's time to go back to the palace."
Zhao Yafang's eyes completely darkened, and her voice seemed to have lost a trace of vitality: "Cao Mink Temple, can you stay for a few more days?" ”
Xiao Biesheng is a new love, she has a lot of things to say to Lin Lan, including......
The old eunuch in the bullfighting suit behind him shook his head and said, "Little master, do you know what you look like now?" ”
"Huh?"
"It's like a concubine who has just entered the palace."
Zhao Yafang's face turned even redder, and she seemed to be a little twisted, or maybe the Xue Meiniang in her arms rubbed her sensitive place......
"Cao Mink Temple, how can there be ......"
The old eunuch shook his head and sighed: "Little master, you are shouldering the heavy responsibility of peace and affection. Coming here to recuperate, it is already a special grace of the saint, if it wasn't for the old slave who went to Jiming Mountain that day and let him save you, would he be messing around? ”
"Where's his nonsense? Didn't he cure my illness! Zhao Yafang said out. It is said that the IQ of a woman in love is zero, and I am afraid that there is something wrong with this sentence, and it should be negative.
"No, I can't. Little master, you and him are two people after all, go back with the old slave. ”
Zhao Yafang's eyes were wavering, and her face was completely devoid of joy, she just hugged Xue Meiniang and kept stroking, and said with some sadness: "Could it be that in the eyes of my father, Yafang is just a victim of harmony after all?" ”
"You can't say that, little lord. This Northern Barbarian is not a land of tigers and wolves, and the Prince of De Mark is also a burly and handsome person, only such a man is worthy of you, isn't it? ”
"Don't!" Zhao Yafang became a little girly.
The old eunuch frowned and said, "Little master, don't embarrass the old slave." The saint came up and said that he would not be able to return to Beijing before the first day, and the old slave's life would not be guaranteed......"
Zhao Yafang bit her red lip and scolded angrily: "How can there be such a ruthless father in the world!" ”
"Little lord, don't say that, the Holy God has all the opportunities, and your heart is all the people of the Dajing Dynasty, and you, as the Holy Lord's own flesh and blood, should be worried."
Zhao Yafang turned around and entered the house.
The wind and snow are the same.
"Little master, the carriage is ready, and it is time to leave immediately." Outside, the voice of Han Mink Temple came.
The pen and ink in the house were flying, and Zhao Yafang muttered words in her mouth: "They all bully me, a poor person who has no mother's love!" ”
Only Xue Meiniang, who was lying on the jade legs, proudly pulled the cat whiskers from her mouth with her paws, yawned, and looked around smartly.
A farewell letter, but I didn't expect that after a small farewell, it would be a long farewell. But this goodbye may never be seen again in this life.
Zhao Yafang's eyes were stunned, and she muttered, "You remember everything you taught me." In the future, I will no longer be the Zhao Yafang who is easy to bully! ”