Seeing a thin and a fat figure in front of him shaking in the moonlight, Tan Yingkong had already been holding a sword in one hand on the necks of the two of them. Chu Jiu hurriedly stepped forward, tied the two of them together with the red rope in his hand, untied a burlap bag, and saw a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl tied inside, so he handed the red rope in his hand to Tan Yingkong, and she herself moved the girl back into the room.

"Benefactor, it's you, you saved Luoluo again." As soon as the girl woke up, she stepped forward to hold the hand that Chu Jiu had just finished casting, and there was a look of surprise and simplicity on her quiet face, "That's right, benefactor, Luoluo didn't ask your benefactor what your name was last time, but thanks to you, Luoluo was able to see such an interesting world." ”

"Wait, I just saved you, girl, it's true. But ......" Chu Jiu withdrew his hand, glanced at Tan Yingkong who was watching the play next to him, and left the bed without saying a word, and his face was serious after brushing the dust, "It just happened to be passing by, the donor doesn't have to be like this." ”

"Benefactor, don't you think Luoluo is crazy, Luoluo is not crazy. Luoluo still remembers that it was the jade liquid you gave me a thousand years ago that allowed me to cultivate," she hurriedly got up, went down and held Chu Jiu's hand again, with a look of anxiety in her eyes, "Benefactor, you only need to see Luoluo's prototype and you will remember it, but I can't restore the prototype or half of the magic." ”

At this time, Chu Jiu condensed the spell on her fingertips and put it on her wrist, and then looked at Tan Yingkong with a blank face, and said, "There is a soul in her body that has been cultivated by the essence of osmanthus flowers. ”

A year ago, on a full fifteen moon night, in the dry well of the mountain behind the Huguo Zen Temple, an osmanthus flower turned into a woman with unclear facial features by the moonlight shining into the well.

"Wait a little longer, I guess I'll be able to go around the world."

She glanced at her floating feet, and didn't know that she was just a wisp of cultivated soul at this time, more than a thousand years, she looked at the cold moonlight in the well, and today she was a little more happy. It has been more than a thousand years since she fell from the Moon Palace to the mortal world and fell into the well again.

Just as she was looking up, a dark shadow blocked her moonlight from the mouth of the well, she cried out in shock, but she was still helplessly pressed down by the person who fell into the well, her face began to coincide with the woman who fell into the well, and then her whole soul coincided with the woman, she shouted in panic to get out, but fainted when the two became one.

Outside the well, two thin and fat men in black wanted to go up to check, but when they heard the strange sound coming from the well, they were frightened and weakened, so they quickly pulled out their legs and ran.

When she woke up, it was the beginning of August when the osmanthus flowers were fragrant next year, and Xiao Nan, who was wiping her arms for her own young lady, hurriedly ran out of the door and shouted: "Second Miss is awake, wake up." ”

In this way, Luoluo saw a bunch of people in front of him, and suddenly remembered that his face had not yet been cultivated, so he hurriedly blocked his face with his sleeve, and said while retreating to the corner of the bed: "Luoluo's face is not good yet, it's good to play with you when my face is repaired." ”

Master Song was so anxious when he heard that he didn't know what to do, his most beloved daughter had been unconscious since she was rescued from the dry well in the mountain behind the Huguo Temple, and now she finally woke up, but she became like this.

"Daughter, do you know your mother?" Aunt Feng stepped forward and gently held her hand, and then slowly tore off the sleeve of her face that covered her face, "Ziluo, it's good for you to wake up, this scar on your face will be removed by your mother and your father, don't worry about it." ”

"Scars?" Luoluo hurriedly touched his face, his facial features must be extremely clear, and then looked at the extremely anxious woman in front of him in surprise, stretched out his hand and said, "What does Mother mean?" ”

When Aunt Feng was crying bitterly, Master Song came over and grabbed her shoulder, Luoluo looked at them with some doubts, touched his face and said, "You can guess if you don't say Luoluo, you must be very fond of Luoluo, right?" ”

As she spoke, she grasped Aunt Feng, who was a little relieved in her heart, touched her face and said, "Can I take a look at my face." ”

Aunt Feng motioned for Xiao Nan to take the bronze mirror over, and Luo Luo carefully looked at this face, which was different from Sister Chang'e's cold sorrow, there seemed to be something in her beauty that she couldn't say, the only deficiency was that there was a small scratch on the left cheek.

Just when everyone thought that the second lady, who paid the most attention to her appearance on weekdays, was going to be angry, the person was very happy to say "It's so good-looking", but everyone was surprised but didn't dare to say more, Aunt Feng looked at Master Song with a frown, and said with a little choked: "Ziluo is like this, how can it be good in the future?" ”

"I'm Luoluo, not Ziluo?"

The maid in the back looked at each other, and naturally knew in her heart that her second miss was a quiet woman who was knowledgeable and reasonable, and she would not be so happy today. Although he knew it in his heart, he didn't dare to speak out because of the presence of his master.

"Feng'er, don't worry, it's a big deal that we will raise a son for the rest of our lives."

In this way, Master Song ordered that this matter should not be publicized to the outside world, but only one night later, the news that the second lady of Songfu Songzi fell into the well and went crazy spread throughout Nanqi City. Master Song summoned all the maids from last night, and when he saw that they didn't open their mouths, he hit all the ten boards.

"I still have rules in Songfu, if you chew my tongue again in the future, you will sell all of them to the kiln."

When all the maids heard this, they were so frightened that they didn't dare to speak, and Master Song breathed a sigh of relief, and saw his daughter holding a cup of tea and handing it to him, and said in the same tone as usual: "Daddy, such a trivial matter is not worth your anger, and now that your daughter has woken up, you and your aunt should relax." ”

"Xiao Nan, why don't you come and re-comb my hair for me?"

Seeing the second miss who had recovered as before, everyone was dumbfounded, Xiao Nan was even more surprised to step forward to support his young lady, and returned to the boudoir, Song Ziluo took off the veil to cover his face, and asked: "Xiao Nan, I woke up last night?" ”

"Yes, miss, don't you remember?"

In this way, Xiao Nan told her the truth about last night, but didn't she wake up today, did she really not remember?

"Xiao Nan, I may not remember anything, after that, you have to remember it for me, I asked you, you only answered me, do you understand?"

Xiao Nan has served Miss since she was a child, and she naturally obeys Miss, and she also knows what to ask and what not to ask, and she naturally won't talk much about what Miss doesn't say, and subconsciously replied with the word "yes".

In this way, Songziluo knew that her temperament would change drastically at night, not only as if she had completely changed as a person, but also that she had no memory of what she experienced during the period. When I was thinking about it, I came to the backyard unconsciously, touched the swing under the osmanthus tree with both hands, and unconsciously remembered the past a year ago.

In the spring of a year ago, Songziluo, who had been trapped by the cold of winter for a long time, finally looked forward to the day when he could go out to play, so he ordered Xiao Nan to pack his things early, get into the carriage and fly a kite outside the city.

"Xiao Nan, let's go."

She ran and shouted, even with an active kite, her expression was so calm, only a smile was hidden in her eyes. Qiao Shihan, who came to walk on the side, was attracted by the orange figure in front of her, although the person was running forward, it was very quiet and quiet, as if what she was holding in her hand was not a kite spool, but a book of poetry, which slowly came out of the spring scroll.

The pine nut fell before the kite was raised, and he raised the spool to see that the kite string was broken in the distance, and it happened that a gust of wind blew, and the kite fell near Qiao Shihan.

"Cut off the grievances in your heart, and the pine nuts fall."

Qiao Shihan went to pick up her swallow kite, smiled at the corner of her mouth, looked at the orange woman who came and said: "Others fly kites and cut off the strings, either to let go of bad luck or to get rid of illness, like Miss Song's second to vent her dissatisfaction is the first time I have seen it." ”

"Since Childe has opened his eyes, it is best to throw this kite away, so as not to invite my dissatisfaction."

She spoke calmly, without the slightest restraint of fear of talking to people that he had heard from outside, and seeing that she got into the carriage from time to time, he believed a little in his heart the rumors that the second lady of Songfu did not like to show up, but he was glad that she was such a person. If it was her, then he could consider the matter of his mother's proposal to the bridge mansion.

As soon as she went back, she met Aunt Feng who was talking with the difficult Songyun about the Qiao family's intention to propose marriage, Songzi saw that Songyun intentionally or unintentionally took herself as a concubine, and she should marry first, so she also knew that the Qiao family should be the one who proposed marriage this time, so she said with a smile: "Mother died early, my sister's marriage and aunt should be thoughtful, if the one who came to propose marriage this time is not the eldest son, but the one who looks like everyone else and the family has nothing to do in the court, you still have to give it back." ”

Songyun's mother died of illness, if it weren't for her grandmother's family care, my father would have made this woman a lady a long time ago, and her mother was still there, if it weren't for the fact that she had already cared about Qiao Shihan, the eldest son of the Qiao family, this time she would definitely not show her mind so obviously.

"This is natural, our Song family has deep financial resources, and the marriage naturally has to be done properly. It's not like anything that can climb a hand. ”

As she spoke, she flicked her sleeves, her face full of arrogance and irritability, which was exactly the opposite of her quiet and gentle cyan.

"Sister is so sharp-eyed, if Qiao Shihan marries a young lady from Beppu, you can't regret the confrontation with me today?" Songzi fell over and pressed her head for Aunt Feng, and glanced at the woman in Tsing Yi, "Auntie, if you have time, go to Qiao's Mansion to walk around more, lest there be another crying person in the house, I love to be clean but I can't stand this noisy day and night." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she instructed Xiao Nan to get a basket and scissors, and walked to the courtyard by herself. There are some pink peach blossoms floating between the concave and convex stones on the road, such as dotted patterns, one rigid and one soft as a foil to each other. She continued to walk south, over the rockery and towards the swing.

While looking at the osmanthus tree, while swinging by himself, from time to time he heard footsteps behind him, and said: "Don't pick the peach blossom first, and come and help me push the swing." ”

So the hand that was about to pick the peach blossom stopped, turned around and gently pushed her back, Songzi fell forward only a few times, and said lightly on his toes: "Xiao Nan, you just flew a kite today, so you want to be lazy, beware that I will punish you for copying the Book of Poetry tonight." ”

The tone was slow, as if she was ordering things, and she couldn't hear half a point of dissatisfaction, and when she saw that the other party didn't push for a long time, she turned her head, looked at the other party's hand that stopped in front of her eyes, looked at the person with surprise in her eyes, and asked, "Who are you?" Why in this hospital? ”