The man's hair was messy and dirty, just like the embarrassed appearance of being chased and intercepted by ruffians and hooligans on the street, Lu Yixuan's eyelashes drooped, and he had untied the fox fur on his body and slowly draped it on Lu Zhonghe, who was rickety and couldn't straighten his back.

It's warm.

Lu Zhongsi was stiff, tears and snot were all wiped on the dirty cuffs, I don't know whether it was shock or grief that surged up at this time, Ah Yu did not reprimand him but appeased no trace, Lu Zhongsi wanted to admit that when he came to this mansion and stood under the early sunshine of the snow, his heart was like a thousand pounds and he couldn't breathe, and the man did not pray for Lu Yixuan to forgive his mistakes, because he hated to cut himself with a thousand knives.

"Big brother," Lu Yixuan took a step back, raised his head under the corridor, and the blue bird in the sky cut through the sky, "I'm waiting for you at home." She said softly, waiting for you to get out of prison, waiting for you to return home, waiting for you to wash away your grievances, there are only two of you and me left in the huge Wei State Mansion.

Lu Zhongsi choked up and sobbed silently.

He is a sinner, and if he can't get a response from Lu Yixuan, he can't be blinded even if he dies headfirst in prison, and now Xiaomei's concern and relief make him feel like he has been reborn.

Really, freshmen.

The cold wind had already dried Lu Yixuan's tears, and she took a deep breath, and she couldn't see more grief on her face.

"Miss Lu." Jiang Weihang moved a few times and slowly stepped forward from behind the shadow of the tree, signaling the attendants to pick up Lu Zhonghe, who was lying on the ground and crying, Lord Jiang's expression was not good, this period of time was gone, and his spirit was even more old and haggard, his eyebrows and eyes were filled with indissolable sadness and confusion, and a small handful of stubble on his jaw fell and he had no intention of trimming it.

"Master Jiang, take care of your health." Lu Yixuan said lightly.

Jiang Weihang nodded, he sniffed and covered his mouth and gently covered the corners of his lips, waved his hand, and the little attendant behind him held a well-framed scroll and bowed: "Wanyu said that she likes Jiang Linzi's casual works very much, and the official asked the old man in his hometown to search for two months, and then he bought it from the southbound merchants, and it is useless to me," but in vain to increase the lovesickness, Jiang Weihang's fingertips stroked the painting scroll one by one, and the tenderness in his eyes was full of tenderness, "It's better to give it to Miss Lu, she will be happy when she thinks about it." ”

Lu Yixuan carefully held the scroll in his arms, Jiang Weihang repeatedly clenched his fists earnestly, and said that the festival was mournful and changed, and then he turned around and disappeared at the courtyard gate.

Master Jiang is really a man with a very heart, Lu Yixuan had contempt and disdain when he first met him, who would know that this man is deeply affectionate.

6 The man's hair was messy and dirty, just like the embarrassed appearance of being chased and intercepted by ruffians and hooligans on the street, Lu Yixuan's eyelashes were lowered, and he had untied the fox fur on his body and slowly draped it on Lu Zhonghe, who was rickety and couldn't straighten his back.

It's warm.

Lu Zhongsi was stiff, tears and snot were all wiped on the dirty cuffs, I don't know whether it was shock or grief that surged up at this time, Ah Yu did not reprimand him but appeased no trace, Lu Zhongsi wanted to admit that when he came to this mansion and stood under the early sunshine of the snow, his heart was like a thousand pounds and he couldn't breathe, and the man did not pray for Lu Yixuan to forgive his mistakes, because he hated to cut himself with a thousand knives.

"Big brother," Lu Yixuan took a step back, raised his head under the corridor, and the blue bird in the sky cut through the sky, "I'm waiting for you at home." She said softly, waiting for you to get out of prison, waiting for you to return home, waiting for you to wash away your grievances, there are only two of you and me left in the huge Wei State Mansion.

Lu Zhongsi choked up and sobbed silently.

He is a sinner, and if he can't get a response from Lu Yixuan, he can't be blinded even if he dies headfirst in prison, and now Xiaomei's concern and relief make him feel like he has been reborn.

Really, freshmen.

The cold wind had already dried Lu Yixuan's tears, and she took a deep breath, and she couldn't see more grief on her face.

"Miss Lu." Jiang Weihang moved a few times and slowly stepped forward from behind the shadow of the tree, signaling the attendants to pick up Lu Zhonghe, who was lying on the ground and crying, Lord Jiang's expression was not good, this period of time was gone, and his spirit was even more old and haggard, his eyebrows and eyes were filled with indissolable sadness and confusion, and a small handful of stubble on his jaw fell and he had no intention of trimming it.

"Master Jiang, take care of your health." Lu Yixuan said lightly.

Jiang Weihang nodded, he sniffed and covered his mouth and gently covered the corners of his lips, waved his hand, and the little attendant behind him held a well-framed scroll and bowed: "Wanyu said that she likes Jiang Linzi's casual works very much, and the official asked the old man in his hometown to search for two months, and then he bought it from the southbound merchants, and it is useless to me," but in vain to increase the lovesickness, Jiang Weihang's fingertips stroked the painting scroll one by one, and the tenderness in his eyes was full of tenderness, "It's better to give it to Miss Lu, she will be happy when she thinks about it." ”

Lu Yixuan carefully held the scroll in his arms, Jiang Weihang repeatedly clenched his fists earnestly, and said that the festival was mournful and changed, and then he turned around and disappeared at the courtyard gate.

Master Jiang is really a man with a very heart, Lu Yixuan had contempt and disdain when he first met him, who would know that this man is deeply affectionate.

3 The man's hair was messy and dirty, just like the embarrassed appearance of being chased and intercepted by ruffians and hooligans on the street, Lu Yixuan's eyelashes were lowered, and he had untied the fox fur on his body and slowly draped it on Lu Zhonghe, who was rickety and couldn't straighten his back.

It's warm.

Lu Zhongsi was stiff, tears and snot were all wiped on the dirty cuffs, I don't know whether it was shock or grief that surged up at this time, Ah Yu did not reprimand him but appeased no trace, Lu Zhongsi wanted to admit that when he came to this mansion and stood under the early sunshine of the snow, his heart was like a thousand pounds and he couldn't breathe, and the man did not pray for Lu Yixuan to forgive his mistakes, because he hated to cut himself with a thousand knives.

"Big brother," Lu Yixuan took a step back, raised his head under the corridor, and the blue bird in the sky cut through the sky, "I'm waiting for you at home." She said softly, waiting for you to get out of prison, waiting for you to return home, waiting for you to wash away your grievances, there are only two of you and me left in the huge Wei State Mansion.

Lu Zhongsi choked up and sobbed silently.

He is a sinner, and if he can't get a response from Lu Yixuan, he can't be blinded even if he dies headfirst in prison, and now Xiaomei's concern and relief make him feel like he has been reborn.

Really, freshmen.

The cold wind had already dried Lu Yixuan's tears, and she took a deep breath, and she couldn't see more grief on her face.

"Miss Lu." Jiang Weihang moved a few times and slowly stepped forward from behind the shadow of the tree, signaling the attendants to pick up Lu Zhonghe, who was lying on the ground and crying, Lord Jiang's expression was not good, this period of time was gone, and his spirit was even more old and haggard, his eyebrows and eyes were filled with indissolable sadness and confusion, and a small handful of stubble on his jaw fell and he had no intention of trimming it.

"Master Jiang, take care of your health." Lu Yixuan said lightly.

Jiang Weihang nodded, he sniffed and covered his mouth and gently covered the corners of his lips, waved his hand, and the little attendant behind him held a well-framed scroll and bowed: "Wanyu said that she likes Jiang Linzi's casual works very much, and the official asked the old man in his hometown to search for two months, and then he bought it from the southbound merchants, and it is useless to me," but in vain to increase the lovesickness, Jiang Weihang's fingertips stroked the painting scroll one by one, and the tenderness in his eyes was full of tenderness, "It's better to give it to Miss Lu, she will be happy when she thinks about it." ”

Lu Yixuan carefully held the scroll in his arms, Jiang Weihang repeatedly clenched his fists earnestly, and said that the festival was mournful and changed, and then he turned around and disappeared at the courtyard gate.

Master Jiang is really a man with a very heart, Lu Yixuan had contempt and disdain when he first met him, who would know that this man is deeply affectionate.

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