Zhang Luo thought of his future life, and suddenly felt a little cold, his relatives seemed to be very satisfied with Xue Qing, but they were very ...... to themselves

Thinking that Xue Qing's smart little eyes were an idea and a calculation, he felt that his future would be miserable.

Just when Zhang Luo was there in silent mourning for his married life, Senior Brother Zhang was chattering about their thoughts

"We have all analyzed it, although Xue Qing, the daughter of the daughter, is a little squeamish, but she is much more capable than the average daughter.

Xiao Luo, we are blessed with Yishan Sword. Don't look at you with a woman's face, the brothers guess that you can marry this daughter, and the reason is on this face.

This little girl likes good-looking things, you are good-looking, and she can tolerate you even if you are a little bit more beautiful. ”

Zhang Luo didn't want to listen to Senior Brother Zhang anymore, and felt that the more he talked, the more outrageous it became.

"Senior Brother Zhang, don't say it. Isn't it okay if I don't go out? I can't go to see her, you can always go! ”

Senior Brother Zhang stopped his analysis, looked at Zhang Luo, and nodded at him.

Zhang Luo invited the two senior brothers back to the room, took out a pen and paper, and wrote on them with a brush.

Senior Brother Yuan was very quiet, looking at Zhang Luo's words, he secretly pursed his lips, his eyes were full of disgust.

Senior Brother Zhang is a person who can't hide his words, and when he saw Zhang Luo's dog-like words, he immediately began to comment.

"Xiao Luo, can't you be a master of a dignified sect and practice calligraphy well? Do you still expect other girls to understand this word? ”

Zhang Luo said with a serious face after hearing this

"Senior Brother Zhang, don't worry, Qing'er can understand. Don't always dislike me, your words aren't much better than dogs. ”

Senior Brother Zhang snorted coldly, indicating that his words were better than dog crawling, at least much better than his Zhang Luo's dog crawling characters.

After the handwriting dried, Zhang Luo put the letter into the envelope, solemnly handed the letter to Senior Brother Yuan and said

"Senior Brother Yuan, please help me hand it over to Qing'er!"

Senior Brother Yuan took the letter and didn't say much and flew away.

Senior Brother Zhang ignored Zhang Luo on the side, sat down to drink tea alone, and slowly told Zhang Luo about Xue Qing.

Zhang Luo didn't expect Xue Qing's life to be so exciting in the five years he left.

No wonder Xue Taifu and Xue Yu have always been thinking about King Rui. It turned out that King Rui and Xue Qing got along so well in the past five years.

Thinking of King Rui's frustration because Xue Qing was going to marry him, Zhang Luo was really glad that he was back.

He not only saved Xue Qing when he came back, but also pulled back Xue Qing's already shaken heart in a timely manner.

He was even more grateful to God for making King Rui the King of the Celestial Dynasty instead of Zhao Jingrui. According to Senior Brother Zhang, if King Rui was not a royal family, then Xue Qing might consider marrying him.

It's dangerous, it's dangerous.

He sometimes thinks that Xue Qing likes him like such a big boss.

Perhaps, what Qing'er wants is just his sincere heart! Qing'er is a pure person, and the things she wants are also pure.

Of course, what Senior Brother Zhang said should be right, and his good-looking face should also add a lot of points to himself.

Touching his face that he once hated and is now proud, Zhang Luo smiled extremely charmingly, and saw Senior Brother Zhang feel a chill.

"Sword Master, you're sick!"

As soon as Zhang Luo heard Senior Brother Zhang's words, he felt that he would not be able to say good things.

"Senior Brother Zhang, have you ever regarded me as a sword master?"

Senior Brother Zhang thought about it seriously for a moment and said categorically

"Of course, Yishan Sword is still counting on you!"

Zhang Luo snorted coldly when he heard it, of course, he said it in a high-sounding manner, but he just expected him to develop well with the Yishan Sword.

"Hmph, you usually bully me and bully me."

Senior Brother Zhang didn't think so, they grew up from childhood to adulthood, and who hasn't bullied anyone!

"Xiao Luo, when you become a parent, our Yishan Sword will have a new atmosphere.

Your sister-in-law often says that our Yishan Sword is like a knife, cold, and my brother really hopes that when you become a relative, Yishan Sword will not be so cold. ”

Zhang Luo nodded, Yishan Sword was not cold, it was just everyone's feeling.

When they become pro, Yishan Jian has joy and a new mother, and it will definitely get better and better.

"Senior Brother Zhang, do you think Qing'er will let us Yishan Sword have a new atmosphere?"

"Of course, our future sword master's wife will definitely bring blessings to the Yishan Sword."

Zhang Luo nodded silently, and finally could hear a sentence from this senior brother's mouth.

Not long after, Senior Brother Yuan brought Xue Qing's reply, and Zhang Luo hurriedly opened it when he got the letter.

As soon as he unfolded the envelope, he saw the two senior brothers looking at this side with blank eyes, and Zhang Luo immediately closed the letter.

"Two senior brothers, you can read the letter I wrote, you can't read Qing'er's reply as well!"

The two glanced at each other and walked out of Zhang Luo's room with interest.

After the two of them left, Zhang Luo hurriedly opened the letter and read it attentively.

is different from the dog crawling characters he wrote, Xue Qing's words are very beautiful. The upright hairpin flower jumped on the paper, like a work of art.

"Brother Zhang is like a face. I was pleasantly surprised to receive your letter and in a better mood.

In order to get married, I was locked up at home by my father and mother to make wedding dresses, which was very depressing.

My female popularity is not good, the wedding dress is embroidered in a mess, and my mother specially found a proud hand to help.

Brother Zhang, you can't dislike it. And I was glad to hear that you wanted to see me. Qing'er, I want to see you too! ”

The lady of the sword master.

Zhang Luo put down the letter, his heart was itching, he wanted to see her immediately.

It's just that he knows he has to endure it. Uncle Qi was right, he could indeed go to see her without knowing it.

But if he saw her, he would be disrespectful. If he wants the best for her, he should follow these rules.

Picking up the pen, Zhang Luo disliked his dog-like words for the first time.

"Alas! It's time to practice your words. ”

Although he disliked himself once, he still picked up his pen and wrote another letter.

"Qing'er, my wife."

As soon as he wrote a few words, Zhang Luo stopped writing again. It seems a bit of a flesh to say that.

"Qing'er. Isn't this too common? ”

Zhang Luo changed his title back and forth for a long time, and finally felt that it was better to call Mrs. directly.

Madame saw the words as she looked. I am very happy to have you reply to my husband......" sprinkled a page, writing all the thoughts and heartfelt thoughts in his heart.

For the first time, Zhang Luo felt that he was also okay with his literary talents. Compared with the smooth love words, he hated his ugly font even more.

So, he made up his mind to practice the characters well, so he began to copy the characters of famous masters.

This life of practicing calligraphy is not easier than practicing knives, so he began to practice knives while practicing words again.

It is easy to practice knives, but it is difficult to practice words. In order to make himself more motivated, he pulled the two senior brothers to practice calligraphy together.

The task of the two senior brothers is to look at him, and when they see that he is really bored alone, they also practice calligraphy together according to his temperament.

The words are practiced and the writing is good, and the time gradually passes.

November 29 is getting closer.

Senior Brother Yuan has always acted as a wild goose for two little lovers, silently passing love letters to the two of them.

At the beginning, Zhang Luo's letter was read by two people, but gradually he seemed to be shy, and every time he wrote a letter, he would ask the two people to avoid it.

Senior Brother Zhang is a talker, and he wants to tease Zhang Luo a few words at every turn.

"You can't have written something nasty, right?"

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