Chapter 20: Boundless Love

A hand was raised, trying to chase it away, but thinking about something, it was gently lowered.

Ascending to the heights, Chen Shenghong looked at the pigeon and thought that the letter he sent out should have arrived.

It stands to reason that the other party should reply to himself no matter what.

But the pigeon in front of him is obviously not the one who sent the letter, not to mention, it should not be the pigeon who will send the letter to him, but the believer.

The butler walked upstairs and stood behind him for a while, then Fang Jin admonished: "Eldest son, it is cold in the middle of the night, you better go down." ”

"It doesn't matter." He shook his head, "Uncle Wen, you don't have to worry about me, I'm here to relax." ”

Uncle Wen sighed: "It's really surprising today, it's incredible that the newcomer Changqingzhai can win against us, but don't always take it to heart, eldest prince, they will definitely not be able to win the second time." ”

"I didn't take it to heart." Chen Shenghong snorted coldly.

"That's good." Uncle Wen frowned as he saw him clutching the railing.

"Hmph, I won the second time, and the second time I have to wait until the next Thousand Kite Meeting, how can I let her stay in Weiyuan County until next year's Chongyang?" Chen Shenghong continued.

Uncle Wen coughed lightly, knowing that this matter would not be so easy to pass.

"But ......," Chen Shenghong said this, and became worried again, "I don't know what Hua Yuan thinks, I sent him a letter, but he didn't reply." ”

"The second son must not care about this."

"But it has something to do with him." He turned around, sat on the chair and complained, "People are family reunions during the holidays, he is good, he doesn't come back for a few years, and I haven't replied to the letter, do you want me to help him get an idea about this matter?" ”

"The second son must be busy, you are his brother, and he trusts you very much, of course you can make decisions for him in many things, to speak...... What's going on? ”

"Changqingzhai." Chen Shenghong didn't have a good airway.

"The eldest son, you want to drive Changqingzhai out, just drive it out, the old slave believes that our Hongyuanfang has this ability, not to mention that the county commander also has a good relationship with us, and has always protected us, this matter is ......" Uncle Wen didn't finish speaking, he wanted to say, even if the second son was here, he probably wouldn't care about it.

"Of course Master Li will help us, it's really not difficult to get out, but ......," Chen Shenghong frowned, "There is an old matter, Luo Changqing is probably not her real name, and she is afraid that she has something to do with my Chen family." ”

"Something to do?"

Chen Shenghong sighed slightly.

Last time, Yang Lianqi came to him and said that Luo Changqing might be a descendant of the Mu family in Bozhou, and at today's Thousand Kites Meeting, he saw Luo Changqing's skills in making paper kites, although he deliberately hid it, but he could see the shadow of the Mu faction, and he was also eight or nine points certain.

If she is really the daughter of Mu Rong, the court paper kite artist who was beheaded twenty years ago, then the Chen family has a marriage contract with her, and the person who is engaged to her is his younger brother Chen Huayuan.

This marriage was originally a good match, but after the Mu family's accident, where can it be considered a good match?

Chen Shenghong thinks that he is not a person who dislikes the poor and loves the rich, but after the Mu family's accident, the court suppressed the paper kite Yiyi, and in the past 20 years, the Mu family can be said to be the recognized enemy of all factions of the paper kite Yiyi, and he Chen Jiayan can continue to have a relationship with the enemy?

Originally, regardless of whether her identity was certain or not, he should have rushed away in one go, but at this moment he was a little hesitant.

After all, it is his brother's marriage, does he want to make decisions for him?

After Yang Lianqi came last time, he had already written to ask Chen Huayuan, but if people didn't reply, what could he do?

"No matter, I'll go to Changqing Zhai tomorrow, if I can ask Luo Changqing to withdraw the marriage by himself, it won't be my own decision." He hesitated for a while, and finally made up his mind, "No matter what method is used, she must not be allowed to rely on the Chen family!" ”

He made up his mind, and his heart was a little calm, and then he planned to go downstairs.

Looking back, I saw that the pigeon had not left.

The colorful sky lantern floats on the high place like a dream, it carries people's remembrance of deceased relatives, and the fish note ruler or the bird passes the book, which is the longing for the parting family.

He sighed deeply and waved his hand.

The red lanterns in front of the houses on Liudu Street are still lit, but there are no more children on the street, and they have been caught by their parents and taken back to sleep.

In the main hall of Changqingzhai, there were two people lying at the table and falling asleep, and the wine cups and chopsticks were messed up.

On the roof, Luo Changqing raised his sleeve and pointed: "It's really back." ”

"That's right." Yue Lan smiled lightly, took the pigeon into the crook of his arm again, and looked into the courtyard on the other side.

Xiaofeng was punished by the shopkeeper Gu to sleep in the courtyard, and now he is lying on the bamboo bed and sleeping soundly.

The door lit up with some light, the door opened, and I saw the shopkeeper Gu walking out with the futon and gently covering him.

The two laughed: "Since you are not allowed to enter the house, why do you still have to cover him with a quilt?" ”

"If you do something wrong, you should be punished, otherwise he won't remember, but when you are a father, how can you not feel distressed?" Shopkeeper Gu replied.

Seeing Yue Lan stretch his sleeves again, the pigeon flew out of his arms and soon landed on his shoulder.

He turned his head and stroked it, looked up and smiled, "Thank you for helping me get it back." ”

The two of them were silent and watched him re-enter the house.

Luckily he didn't know that they had driven the pigeon.

The light on the window lattice was extinguished again, and the slight snoring sounded, and Liudu Street suddenly fell silent, only the faint sky lantern slowly floated in the bright night sky.

"The pigeon has returned, do you want to go down?" Yue Lan asked the people around him.

"Fortunately, I was a little sleepy, and when I saw it come back, I dispelled it again." Luo Changqing said, "It's rare to have such a quiet moment, it seems that you don't have to think about anything, no matter what happens tomorrow, you don't feel that it is important anymore." ”

Yue Lan looked at her sideways, and saw that her face was still slightly red, the corners of her mouth were smiling, her eyes were not as honorable and disgraced as usual, and she had lost the firmness that made people feel at ease at a glance, only a faint sadness and confusion.

Her hesitation and weakness are undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

Yue Lan suddenly felt that she should be cared for more than respected.

His heart moved and moved, he wanted to reach out and take her shoulder, and he wanted to say a lot of words, but he didn't dare to move, and the words were all disorganized, and he couldn't figure it out, he could only think, since this was her hard-earned half-day leisure, why bother with chatter?

In the end, he only had one sentence left: "You have always loved to work hard and be sad, and it is useless to persuade you, so it is good to be slightly drunk, and you can forget your troubles for a while." ”

"Luckily." The people around him are light.

"What's the good thing?" He asked.

"Fortunately, I can see you frolicking in front of your eyes at this time, and I can still hear you speak in your ear."

Yue Lan shook his head: "Tell us to go to the future, in fact, I am most afraid of loneliness in my heart, so why always ask us to go?" ”

"You are different from me, I bear the burden of my ancestors, the Mu Pai paper kite is the target of the public, but I still have to carry forward this inheritance, I have the heart to make Changqingzhai famous, but the more prosperous it is, the greater the resentment, sometimes I don't know what to do, now you are not full of wings, I hope to take care of you, but in the future, I hope you can not be affected by me."

She seemed a little tired, and her words were lighter: "I want you to leave early, but when I think you will leave, I feel infinitely lonely in my heart, and occasionally I feel that it is best for time to stop now, I keep thinking like this, it is too much trouble, but I still haven't found a good way."

"Of course there are good ways." Yue Lan looked at her and said in a fixed voice.

"What?"

"Those who want to leave, let him go, those who don't want to leave, don't rush again, as for those who can't leave, let him go."

"This ......"

Why doesn't it seem to say?

"It's a matter of going with the flow, a lot of things are supposed to be like this, just be happy." Yue Lan interrupted her questioning, probably the person in front of him was a little childish after being drunk, and he also felt that there was no distance that could only be worshipped, and his tone was tougher.

In the face of a hesitant person, it is not necessary to relieve and persuade her, but it may be more effective to make up her mind directly.

"Go with the flow, you sound good." Luo Changqing laughed.

She seemed to talk a lot after drinking, but instead she became the one who chattered, but her voice was murmuring, I don't know if it was sleepy or drunk.

She said, "But what about your heart, but you can let it go...... I also want to observe your words and looks, explore your thoughts at any time, and think carefully about which sentence will make you unhappy and which one will make you happy. ”

She said, "As soon as you frown, I will immediately be in a bad mood, and I will not be relieved until your face is softened, you simply make me tired, you ...... Are you embarrassed to teach me a lesson? ”

She also said: "But well, I have to work hard for you, who told you to be good to me, I don't need to return from a thousand sails, I can be sure now, there will be no one in the world who can treat me like you...... If I hadn't had all these troubles, I'd ......"

She said no more, bowing her head slightly, sleepy, or drunk.

Yue Lan wanted to defend himself, but he couldn't say anything, he was immersed in her words, suppressing the heartbeat that was about to burst out over and over again.

This is the most touching word he has ever heard, and this should be the most beautiful love story between lovers.

But what she said at this time had nothing to do with her lover, and it was not a love story.

His shoulders suddenly became heavier, and when he lowered his eyes, he saw that she had leaned on his shoulder and closed her eyes.

It's not like they haven't leaned together like this before, holding an umbrella together when it's raining and hatting together when it's snowing.

But they are all invincible to this heartbeat at this time.

On a cool night, the moon shines like water, the breeze is quiet, and the city is brightly lit.

Yue Lan only felt that the heartbeat invaded his lungs, and he couldn't suppress it.

The people around him should be asleep, and the warm breath hit his neck one by one.

Every time, he was dissuading his sanity.

The person who is being read is close at a time, but it is often like the end of the world. At this time, she is still close to the end of the world, even if the end of the world is far away, and once a certain thought breaks through the ground and it is difficult to take it back, the road of a thousand miles will also be in an instant.

He was probably bewitched by the good night.

He bowed his head slightly, and approached her, his breath approaching, warm and warm.

Thin lips touch.

The world is vast, the world is changing, the love of wanting to be poor for thousands of miles, and the heart of the stormy waves are all at this moment.

However, I saw her slowly open her eyes.

It's like a lightning strike!

He walked away in horror.

A piece of tile loosened for some reason, and the thunderbolt fell down, and Yue Lan wanted to protect it too late, so he had to watch it fall to the ground in the yard, making a few "bang" sounds.

The sound seemed to strike at him as well, making his heart almost jump out of his mouth, making his face red as blood, and wiping the layers of sweat from his forehead.

He turned his back on her and didn't dare to look back at her, he wanted to run away, but if the other party didn't speak, he didn't dare to leave.