After listening to Hongmei's words, it seemed that all the previous misunderstandings were also clear for a while, and the three people present were more or less calm and silent.

In Lan Xiang's two hands, he pinched the two branches of the knot that he had just dismantled angrily, and looked at the dense but clearly carved orchid marks on them.

Yi Shangyun, who was still crowded in the crowd and watching, finally understood all the unfortunate things that had happened to Lan Xiang. At this time, I also had mixed feelings in my heart.

Suddenly, the people who were crowded around to watch the excitement also began to gossip, pointing at the three of them and commenting on them. It's good, it's not good, it's everything.

"It turned out to be a product from a kiln"

"It's a hard child"

"Handsome men and beautiful women, the two of them look like talented women, it's a pity."

"A good couple, how did they end up like this"

"All the sins of the steward who suffered a thousand swords"

"Help the girl redeem herself, go back and accept others, see that the son's genuine wife is knowledgeable, she shouldn't be a jealous woman"

"Gee, what's going on, I've been in that place for two years. That boy looked polite and polite, like a son from a serious family of scholars, how could this kind of family accept a woman from a green house"

......

Hearing the gossip of bystanders, there was a lot of discussion. Only then did the white-robed boy come back to his senses, so he hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Lan Xiang's arm, and wanted to drag him away, "Lan Xiang, come with me, even if I go bankrupt today, I must redeem you." I'll take you home, this time, I won't let you go again, no one wants to stop us, break us up, I must marry you, believe me. ”

Hearing the heartfelt and touching words of the white-robed boy, everyone in the audience applauded him.

Hongmei also stood quietly aside, watching her husband swear to another woman that she wanted to hear in her life but could never hear it.

If she is an ordinary woman, she doesn't know how envious, jealous, and hateful she is at this moment, but she can't.

Because, since she was a childhood sweetheart with her husband, she has only identified her husband in her heart all her life, and she understands her husband too well.

Since she got on the sedan chair two years ago and stepped into the door of her husband's house, she was ready to accept the relationship between husband and wife who were destined to have no real name for the rest of her life.

In the past two years, she has never seen a trace of a smile on her husband's face, how painful her heart is.

In this world, there is some love, although it cannot be mutually pleasing to each other, but it is still moving. Even if the result is in the end, it may only move me, but life is just as profound, like a treasure, extremely precious.

However, when she heard the heartfelt words of the white-robed boy, Lan Xiang struggled to open his hand and gritted her teeth and said such hurtful and cruel words to him, "Even if everything you say is true, it is the housekeeper's idea, and it has nothing to do with you." Okay, count me in on Lanxiang

Unlucky. In this life, I admit it. But now that you have a wife, what are you going to do with me? Look at your wife, gentle and virtuous, temperamental, noble and generous. And I..."

As soon as she talked about herself, Lan Xiang remembered all the bitterness and suffering that had been difficult in Wanjiao Pavilion in the past two years, and tears instantly burst out of her eyes, she quickly raised her head high, wanting to pour the tears back into her eyes, and then wiped a handful of tears that had quietly flowed from the corners of her eyes, looked up at the sky and sighed, sniffed, and continued, "And I am a prostitute who can be married to the fullest, how can you marry me again." You say, do you want to lie to me and hurt me once? My Lanxiang is no longer the stupid little girl she was back then. In this life and this life, I, Lanxiang, will never fall for you again, and I will not fall for anyone, at the mercy of your insults. ”

"Why, why don't you believe me until now, it really wasn't me who did it, how could I do that to you. I will never betray the oath I made to you back then, 'In this life and this life, Erlang only wishes to have Lanxiang's heart, and the white head will not be separated', even if you are not by my side in the past two years, I have never broken my oath. Hongmei she... I'm with Hongmei..."The white-robed boy shook his head and said excitedly when he heard Lan Xiang's ruthless words.

At this time, Hongmei stepped forward quickly and interrupted the words of the white-robed boy, only to see that as soon as she went up, she hurriedly stretched her hand into the sleeve of the white-robed boy, and took out an emerald green gold-inlaid magnolia flower hosta.

Then he slowly walked in front of Lan Xiang, the white-robed boy looked at Hongmei's back in a daze, Hongmei looked at the hosta in her hand, and said earnestly to Lan Xiang word by word: "'The qi is like an orchid that does not change, and the heart is like an orchid that will never change' Sister Lanxiang, do you still know this emerald green gold-inlaid magnolia flower hosta?" ”

Lan Xiang suddenly looked at the familiar and unfamiliar object in surprise, slowly reached out to take it, and said to Hongmei, "This orchid hosta, you..."

Hongmei sighed lightly and said to him with a little sadness, "Sister Lanxiang and Erlang, Hongmei has also heard a little bit from Erlang in the past two years. The meaning of this emerald green gold-inlaid magnolia flower hosta represents, presumably Sister Lan Xiang will not question it. Isn't this exactly the token of love between Sister Lanxiang and Erlang back then? ”

In the past two years, the husband who gets along with him day and night has another woman in his heart, and it is impossible for anyone not to be jealous and resentful, but Hongmei only feels that her husband has become more and more depressed in the past two years, for fear that if he goes on like this, he will have a serious illness. This Erlang is indeed a gentle and gentle husband, but it's a pity that no matter how hard she tries, she will never be able to enter his heart.

After a little recollection, Hongmei said slowly, "Sister Lanxiang, you can know that in the past two years, this orchid hosta has never left Erlang's body day and night. Even... Even on the candle night of our cave room, Erlang spent it alone in front of this orchid hosta. 'The anger is like an orchid and does not change, and the heart is like an orchid and never changes', I and Erlang have so far... So far, there is no round house