Lan Xiang sniffed and said to herself, "Erlang, where have you been, you come back and explain everything clearly to Lan Xiang, make it clear." ”

In the depths of her love, she was heartbroken, and she actually knelt down beside the fragrant tree with a "plop", bowed her head and curled up and sobbed tremblingly.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from my ear, "Lan Xiang." ”

Lan Xiang heard the soft call of the man's voice that seemed to be somewhat familiar, and gradually recovered from the deep lovesickness and grief, and slowly raised her head.

"Erlang?!" As soon as she raised her head, Lan Xiang suddenly exclaimed in disbelief, but then she panicked and wanted to get up immediately and get close to the past to check it out, only to find that she didn't know whether it was because she was too surprised or because she was too sad and thought too much, and she couldn't stand up anymore.

Seeing this, this jade tree was in the wind, and the white-robed handsome boy with a polite and gentle demeanor stepped forward quickly, squatting down to support her with affection in his eyes.

Suddenly, Lan Xiang finally couldn't help but stretch out her hand in longing, hugged the waist of the white-robed boy tightly, and cried even more sadly and aggrievedly.

And the white-robed boy also took it into his broad and warm arms, and for a while he had mixed feelings, and a thousand words could only be temporarily turned into a deep embrace of each other.

"Erlang, is it really you? Is this true? Are you really Erlang, is it really Lanxiang's Erlang who is back?" Lan Xiang cried with joy as she leaned tightly against the solid chest of the white-robed boy and asked him over and over again with a deep sense of untruth.

"It's me, I'm Erlang, it's your Erlang who is back." The white-robed boy also said affectionately.

Unexpectedly, after a while, Lan Xiang suddenly withdrew her hand, forcefully pushed away the white-robed boy who hugged her, and shouted at her angrily in a hoarse voice, "Liar, hypocrite, despicable, shameless, indecent, get out of the way, don't touch me." ”

"Lanxiang, what's wrong with you?" The white-robed boy was suddenly pushed away by Lan Xiang's unexpected force, stumbled one by one, almost fell to the ground, and hurriedly took two steps back and was puzzled.

Ran Lanxiang only took care of herself and began to sobb again......

At this time, not far away, outside the archway leading to the courtyard next door, at the stall where maltose, noodles, and sugar gourds were made, Yi Shangyun was happily selecting all kinds of sweet sweets with a smile on his face.

Suddenly, seeing the people around her swarming past her, she also raised her head with some curiosity and looked at the place where the people were going, and couldn't help but wonder in her heart, is something wrong?

At that moment, the stall owner, an old man who had passed his old age, asked a young woman passing by, "Is there something going on ahead?" ”

The woman replied, "There's a handsome man in front of you, go and see." ”

The stall owner smiled and didn't answer, only shook his head, continued the work in his hand, and then said, "In this world, there are infatuated women and negative men, all of them have different stories and the same ending. Since they are all negative, it is good to cherish each other. If they are already separated, why bother

Come back and pester. Alas, the love and love in this world are the most abrasive, the origin and extinction are just floating clouds, so why bother to fall in love. ”

The old man of the stall owner said something profound in the clouds, but the clouds on his clothes didn't seem to listen to a word, only looked at his skin and smiled without smiling, and then looked towards the place where the people gathered.

At this moment, what she thought in her heart was: It was the Spring Festival, and there were crowds of people everywhere in this huge dream garden. But because of this fragrant flower with special significance, there are only the most people in the courtyard standing by the lake. If you can't find the Lanxiang person for a long time, it will take a lot of work.

Besides, to find Yu Niang, guarding Lanxiang seems to be the only way at present. This Lan Xiang finally agreed that she was going to speak, and this time she looked at her very seriously, and she shouldn't lie to her again.

She is not familiar with the terrain in the south of the city, if she really can't find Lanxiang, she will definitely not be able to find her way back to Lanxiang's house. What's more, now here, she is alone. As far as she is a road idiot, she must not lose herself first at this juncture.

Thinking about it so far, Yun Fang's feelings on the clothes were serious, so he hurriedly took out a small sachet with a small amount of money from his sleeve, "Uncle, I want all of these, give you money, you can take it." ”

After speaking, he handed the stall owner a few copper coins, and then he reached out and plucked out two rock sugar gourds and two maltose flowers made according to the fragrant flowers in this dream garden, and returned along the same road to find orchids with light and happy steps.

But when she walked through the dense crowd with a happy face and stepped forward, she immediately froze the smile on her face and was stunned by the scene in front of her......

I saw Lan Xiang standing by the most inconspicuous incense tree in the corner, crying like crazy, and at the same time desperately dismantling the two firm knots that were originally tied on the tree in the same direction with three or two blows, and muttering indignantly, "What marriage tree, what knot, what long-lasting sweet love and happiness, are all deceitful, everything is deceitful." Hahaha..... All these years, I've believed it all. I'm just a fool, a fool..."

Then, Lan Xiang suddenly turned around, with a hideous face, stretched out a slender finger and pointed directly at the young woman beside the gentle and gentle white-robed boy in front of her, and asked angrily at the white-robed boy with hateful eyes, "Who is she?" ”

The white-robed boy glanced at the woman beside him, his eyes were full of apologies, and then he looked at Lan Xiang, and replied to her timidly in a low voice, "She is my wife, Hongmei." ”

Lan Xiang didn't speak, and laughed again. When the white-robed boy saw it, he immediately persuaded at a loss, "Lan Xiang, don't be angry first, you listen to me explain to you." Back then..."

However, before the white-robed boy could speak, Lan Xiang suddenly put away his wild laughter, lowered his eyebrows and scolded Na Qi angrily, "Shut up, you mad, human-faced and beast-hearted hypocrite, what qualifications do you have to mention to me back then." Back then, you not only deceived me

son, he also sold me into the Qinglou and suffered a lot of pain and torture. I didn't know that there were still madmen like you in this world. And now, you dare to come back, and you have a wife with you. Ha ha... Hahaha, it's ridiculous, ridiculous. Look, look, look at this dream tree that I just dismantled, do you still recognize it? Didn't you tie the knot with me back then? But this knot has just been untied by me, and you brought your wife back, so what is the meaning of this knot I laid back then, you say, you say, you say you are not a liar, are you? ”

"Sell you into the Qinglou? Orchid you... I... I don't, I..." The white-robed boy listened to Lan Xiang's words, slowly shook his head, and said in a low voice of surprise. The woman beside him also looked at Lan Xiang in surprise, and then at the white-robed boy.

"What? It's only been two years, and you've forgotten it? Lan Xiang looked at her contemptuously and said lightly.

"Could it be... No way... It can't be, it can't be like this? The white-robed boy thought about it for a while, as if he had some doubts in his heart, and suddenly his emotions became a little flustered and he staggered.

Seeing this, the young woman beside him hurriedly went over to hold her arm, and said with concern, "Erlang, don't worry, Hongmei will explain to Sister Lanxiang for Erlang." ”

Hearing this, Lan Xiang glared fiercely at the young woman.

The woman was dressed in a lilac dress, her head was dotted with pearls, a little powder, her face was beautiful, gentle and virtuous, and she looked like a scholarly lady, and as soon as she stepped forward, she respectfully bowed to Lan Xiang, "Hongmei has seen Sister Lan Xiang." ”

The woman raised her eyes and saw that Lan Xiang didn't treat her very well, but she didn't flinch, and still said with a little apology on her face and tone, "Sister Lan Xiang, don't misunderstand Erlang, Erlang is really not a heartless person in this world. In the past two years, every time the dream flowers in the Xiqin Dream Garden bloom, Erlang will come to the dream tree in the Dream Garden and wait for Sister Lanxiang to appear again. If Sister Lanxiang doesn't believe in Hongmei, you can take a look at the pair of knotted branches that you dismantled just now, and see if it is carved with many orchid marks of different shades, and the orchid represents, isn't it Sister Lanxiang? ”

Hearing this, Lan Xiang's excited emotions eased down a little. I was instantly moved by it, and silently picked up one of the branches and approached it, and easily found that on the soft branches, there were many orchid marks of different old and new ones clearly carved.

Seeing this, Hongmei continued, "Every time I carve these orchid marks, Erlang is careful, and this force cannot be big or small. The strength is great, Erlang is afraid of destroying the branches, but the strength is small, and he is afraid that after a long time, he will not be able to see this mark clearly, just like blurring the appearance of Sister Lanxiang in Erlang's memory. How many times has the carving knife been carved on Erlang's own hand, but he doesn't feel any pain at all... Sister Lanxiang, in the past two years, Erlang's heart has not felt good..."

As she spoke, Hongmei stopped, remembering that she had stood aside and silently watched her husband here

grieved for other women, but I don't know whether these tears are the pity for my husband or the jealousy of his old relationship.

After a little reminiscence, Hongmei said, "Back then, Erlang suddenly came home and said that he wanted to invite the matchmaker to Sister Lanxiang's house to propose marriage. Erlang's parents don't allow it, indeed, Hongmei admits that this is also because of Hongmei, Hongmei's parents and Erlang's parents are world friends, and since childhood, they hope that Hongmei and Erlang can tie the knot together. But Jiro has always insisted and confronted his family for this. Later, after discussing with the two parents, they told the housekeeper that no matter what method he used, he must make Sister Lanxiang die to Erlang. But neither Erlang nor Hongmei expected that the housekeeper would use such an indiscriminate method. It's just that... The housekeeper later made a stir at home, and was sent away by his in-laws half a year ago. Now, I'm afraid it's nowhere to be found. Otherwise, even if Hongmei takes her life, Hongmei must seek justice for Sister Lanxiang. ”

At this point, it seemed that all the previous misunderstandings had become clear for a while, and the three people present were also silent quietly.

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.

And in the crowd of people in the Dream Garden, there are also a few killers with short swords and fierce lights in their eyes......

(End of chapter)

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