"It's a pity that ......" Bai Yu sighed, but he couldn't bear to say it halfway, how many things in this world backfired, and how much can be changed with the power of one person?

"My birth mother once told me that after so many years of her saying, 'You can't be as good as you want, but you want to be worthy of your heart,' and that sentence is really useful to me." Leng Moxuan said.

How can you be as good as you want, but you want to be worthy of your heart. Bai Yu put this sentence in his heart and savored it carefully for a long time, and really felt a lot more relaxed, although some things were not as good as you expected, but you really tried your best, there was nothing to be sorry for others, and nothing was sorry for yourself, so just put it down.

Yan Ming's matter, Bai Yu should also let go.

Han Ying was called up by the maid before dawn, dressed up, and combed her hair by the bride.

The person in the bronze mirror, Han Yingyun almost didn't know herself. She wore a phoenix crown, and the color of the rouge gouache was just right, but it was a little less and less smiling.

All the people in this room were beaming, but Han Yingyun was not happy at all.

This is different from what she thought, she has thought about what it will be like on the day she gets married since she was a child, and if she marries someone she likes, she must be happy that her mouth can't close on this day.

But she couldn't be happy, "I can only promise to treat you with respect." Liu Fenghua's words were like an annoying fly, buzzing in Han Yingyun's ears, and he couldn't get rid of it.

She recalled the way Liu Fenghua looked at her that day, and there was nothing in it, as if she had never appeared in his heart.

Can't be like this, don't think like this, Han Yingyun told herself, she squeezed out a smile at the bronze mirror, and that smile was extremely ugly, more ugly than crying.

She was suddenly scared, if she married Liu Fenghua, would she force herself to smile at herself in front of the bronze mirror in the future, day after day, year after year.

"County Lord, the auspicious time is coming, let's go." Xi Niang said as she put the hijab on Han Yingyun's head.

Han Yingyun grabbed the hijab, stood up, and shouted, "You all let me out!" Get out! ”

The maids and women in the room were all frightened, who dared to say anything, and immediately retreated.

Han Yingyun threw her hijab on the ground, sat down, and stared at the bronze mirror in a daze.

Yusha stood in the courtyard of Jinghong Pavilion and looked at a plane tree in a daze. What a strange thing, the person who should be married cannot marry because of his birth, and the person who should not marry must marry because of his birth.

Bai walked next to Yusha and gently patted Yusha's shoulder to express comfort.

"I know you're uncomfortable, just stay in Jinghong Pavilion today and don't go out, at least out of sight and out of mind." Bai Yu said.

Yusha nodded weakly.

"Master Liu is not good, the county lord locked himself in the house, no one called to open the door, seeing that the palanquin to welcome the relatives was about to arrive, the old lady said that maybe Master Liu has a way." A mother-in-law was dressed very festively, and at first glance, it was Han Yingyun who ran over.

Bai Yu hurried to Han Yingyun's place, "The county lord should open the door, it's not a way to close this yourself." As he spoke, Bai Yu tapped the door again.

There was no movement in the house, and after a while, the door latch rang, and Han Yingyun opened the door.

Bai Yu walked in, the house was in a mess, the wedding dress was taken off by Han Yingyun and thrown on the ground with the hijab, and the things on the table were also overturned by Han Yingyun and fell to the ground.

Bai Yu picked up the red hijab and put it in front of the bronze mirror facing Han Yingyun, "What's the matter?" Doesn't the county lord want to marry his brother? ”

Han Yingyun lowered her head, like a child who had done something wrong, her face was red, and then she cried out, "Cousin-in-law, I'm afraid!" ”

Her body trembled with her sobbing, and her speech was stumbling and slurred, "I can't do it, I don't have the confidence to make Fenghua like me, I can't stand it...... He married me, but he kept pretending to be another person in his heart, and I ......"

"Okay~" Bai Yu hugged Han Yingyun and gently held her head, "It's still too late for the county lord to figure it out now, this family affair is not the emperor's marriage, as long as you haven't married in, you can regret the marriage." ”

"But I~ I'm still sad."

"If you're sad, cry, the county lord will definitely meet someone in the future, you like him, and he likes you too."

Liu Fenghua rode a high-headed horse, and when he arrived at the gate of the Hou Mansion, he, like Han Yingyun, did not have a trace of joy on his face.

After hearing that the county lord regretted not marrying, the burden of a thousand pounds on him seemed to be unloaded at once, he almost did not hesitate, and did not feel any shame, turned the horse's head and returned the same way with the team to welcome his relatives.

It was not interesting for Han Yingyun and Han Zimu to continue to stay in the capital, so they chose a day and quietly returned to Jiangnan.

The house had previously transplanted from the yard to remember that the flowers and plants grew taller and taller, and the original pots could no longer hold them, so it was time to replace them.

Bai Yu found a small shovel to get some soil in the yard, the watered soil exuded a unique aroma, and there were a few earthworms shuttling in the deep place, Bai Yu was afraid that the shovel would hurt them, so he changed his hand to get it.

The soil is all loaded, and when he turned around, he found Leng Moxuan standing there, why didn't he make a sound when he walked, I don't know how long he had been standing there, Bai Yu made a piece of soil, what was there to see.

Leng Moxuan saw that Bai Yu had discovered him, so he walked over and squatted down next to Bai Yu.

Bai Yu's hands were covered with dirt, Leng Moxuan reached over and brushed a strand of hair that blocked Bai Yu's eyes behind her ear, and then his hand stayed on Bai Yu's head for a while.

Then Leng Moxuan took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped the dirt off Bai Yu's hands.

There was countless tenderness in his eyes, and only Bai Yu was left in his eyes.

But for Bai Yu, love is just a passing cloud, how could she only give up the opportunity to ascend to immortality and give up her thousand-year-old practice for the sake of a mortal man.

Bai Yu took the technique in Leng Moxuan's hand and adjusted the atmosphere with a smile, "I'll do it myself." As she spoke, she wiped her hands casually, stood up and prepared to leave, even if she couldn't go, she could break this strange status quo.

As soon as his wrist was tightened, Bai Yu's whole person fell into Leng Moxuan's arms, and he hugged her very tightly, not giving Bai Yu a chance to break free at all.

"I'm so scared that as soon as you let go, you'll disappear and leave my world forever." His deep voice rang in Bai Yu's ears.

Bai Yu didn't know how to respond to him, but she no longer resisted his embrace, she told herself that it was just for a moment, it didn't matter, it couldn't change anything.