She remembered that the purse was embroidered with a cross-necked mandarin duck, and at that time she was still thinking, this embroidery is really good.

Later, the purse was pulled off the line by the naughty Dingyuan Marquis's son, Lin Zhiyou, and was beaten by the Dingyuan Marquis.

Unexpectedly, this purse was actually embroidered by her mother who died early.

Seeing that Lin Zuiliu didn't say a word, Dingyuan Hou didn't get up, and looked at her directly, "For your debt, my father will compensate you in the future, I just ask you...... I just want you to save your mother's life. ”

"I was indecisive at the beginning, I'm already sorry for your mother, and now I can't watch your mother-in-law make mistakes again and again, Dad... Please. ”

After he finished his last sentence, Lin Zuiliu finally couldn't hold back, his heart was sore and painful, and he was filled with an indescribable emotion.

She turned her back and finally didn't say yes, just like a deflated ball, with a lazy voice in her voice, "Go back." ”

Then he turned and walked out of the lobby.

There was no sound in the lobby, and Lin Zuiliu almost thought that there was no one there, but she knew that her father was still there, still kneeling.

Lin Zuiliu followed Fang Cai's path back to the small courtyard, and after hesitating for a long time in the courtyard, he suddenly opened his mouth and shouted "Cui He Yanmo", and went directly into the study.

The weather is getting colder, the study is empty, and there is no one who is popular, which is much cooler than other places.

Lin Zuiliu sat directly on the bookcase, watched Cui He start to study ink on the side, then took the stationery on the table and prepared it, and slowly wrote.

After writing three times and throwing two pieces of paper, Lin Zuiliu finally figured out how to write, and wrote a page of words smoothly, she folded the letter and stuffed it into the envelope, and wrote on the cover that the emperor himself had opened it.

"Tell the housekeeper to send someone to take you to the Dingyuan Marquis's Mansion, and by the way, tell him that you don't need to come again."

Cui He didn't ask much when he saw that Lin Zuiliu was in a bad mood, took the letter and went out directly.

For a moment, Lin Zuiliu felt as if he had been hollowed out, lying on the table, and accidentally knocked over the ink on the table.

The inkstone fell to the ground, and it was especially loud in this quiet courtyard, and a fragrant smell of ink slowly came out of the air.

Lin Zuiliu didn't seem to hear all this, she lay on the table, as if she had fallen asleep.

Liao Luan didn't leave the palace until it was a little dark, and the last time the secret guard who was sent to the post station came to report, the envoys of the Fanbang had already left.

They were wary and didn't mention anything in the inn, but someone accidentally mentioned the adult.

Liao Luan was basically able to determine that they must have found other backers, but fools are always fools, and they don't know if they are used as guns.

is still here to happily test the majesty of the great power of the Northern Ring Country.

He thought about it all the way, and as soon as he returned to the palace, he saw the butler standing at the door of the palace as if waiting for someone.

He got off his mother, handed the reins to the palace guards standing guard on the side, and asked with some confusion, "What's wrong?" ”

As soon as the housekeeper saw Liao Luan, his eyes lit up, and he came over directly and told Liao Luan that the princess was in a bad mood when Dingyuan Marquis came today.

Liao Luan had already sent someone to stare at the Dingyuan Marquis's Mansion, and he also knew that the Marquis of Dingyuan and the prince had been running around for this matter in the past two days, but there was no result.

He was always afraid that in the end, they would come directly to Zhennan Wangfu to find Lin Zuiliu, but he didn't dare to really turn them away, he was really afraid that Lin Zuiliu would still have feelings for him somewhat.

I didn't expect to enter the palace today and didn't receive a report from the secret guard, so this person really came.

Liao Luan was also a little angry in his heart, and he was still a little worried about Lin Zuiliu.

He nodded, ignored the housekeeper, and went directly into the palace and came to Lin Zuiliu's courtyard.

The courtyard was quiet, the doors were closed, only the two little maids who were sweeping and waiting for the pots of flowers, and when they saw him coming, they bowed their heads and saluted him.

"Get up, Princess?" His voice has always been cold, and he is not easy to get close to.

When the little maid heard this, she bowed her head in fear, and replied in a voice like a mosquito: "Back to the prince, the princess has not come out of the study since she came back." ”

He nodded, turned around and went directly to the door of the study, the door was tightly closed, Liao Luan knocked gently, and no one responded for a long time.

He sighed and slowly opened the door, and a smell of ink slowly poured out of the door, jumping into Liao Luan's nose.

He stepped through the door, and the first thing he saw was the conspicuous black of the ground.

The inkstone fell to the side, looking a mess.

Liao Luan frowned slightly, and saw Lin Zuiliu lying on the table.

She was covered with a thin red cloak, and she couldn't see people clearly with her face buried.

Liao Luan bypassed the ink, walked over in three or two steps, and gently patted Lin Zuiliu's back.

"Ah Liu, wake up, I'll catch a cold when I sleep here."

Lin Zuiliu had slept for a long time, and at this time he was already a little dazed, lying on the table so that his arms and legs were sore.

She raised her head slightly, and saw Liao Luan's slender figure in a blurred eye.

"Yan Gui, are you back? I've been in the palace for a long time today. ”

Liao Luan nodded, looking at her sleeping in a daze, she was still a little funny, "Yes, it's late, have you had dinner?" ”

The door was not closed, Lin Zuiliu looked up along the crack in the door to see, it was really dark outside, she shook her head, and said, "Are you hungry?" I'll cook you noodles and eat them. ”

She rarely proposed. Liao Luan naturally wouldn't refuse, not to mention, he really wanted to know how Lin Zuiliu was feeling at this time.

"Okay."

Hearing that he agreed, Lin Zuiliu got up from the table, stretched his waist, and the cloak on his body slid to the chair, and the cold air came over all of a sudden, and Lin Zuiliu subconsciously shivered.

"It's so cold." She was a little stunned, then looked at Liao Luan and asked, "When will you add a charcoal basin?" ”

"Anytime? When you want to add it, just tell the housekeeper directly, and he will find someone to replace it for you. Liao Luan said, bent down slightly to pick up the cloak, and draped it on Lin Zuiliu.

"Let's go, I'm hungry and can't wait to eat Aliu boiled noodles."

His cheering made Lin Zuiliu full of energy, she nodded, dragged Liao Luan directly into the small kitchen in the small courtyard.

However, Cui He is not here, and Lin Zuiliu will not burn firewood.

She turned her head a little confused, looked at Liao Luan and said, "Liao Yangui, do you know how to burn firewood?" ”

Liao Luan couldn't help but laugh a little when he looked at this person who swore that he would cook noodles for himself, and now he couldn't even cook the pot, so he directly put away his robe and sat on the small stool in front of the stove pit.

"Big fire or small fire?"

She originally asked subconsciously, but she didn't think that Liao Luan would really burn.

However, at this time, she was really surprised to see him sitting in this place that didn't match him at all, and seriously picked up the firewood and prepared to light the fire.

She subconsciously replied, "First make a small fire, boil the water, I haven't made noodles yet." ”

Liao Luan nodded, and then really began to seriously burn the fire.

Lin Zuiliu laughed out loud, looked at the white jade hairpin on Liao Luan's head, turned to the board and began to make peace.

The small kitchen was not large, the slaves and maids were very clean, there were only two people here at this time, and no one spoke, but the atmosphere was not awkward at all.

Lin Zuiliu seems to have not been so calm for a long time, and taking action because of a simple meal made her heart, which had been restless because of Dingyuanhou, suddenly calmed down a lot.

"Yan Gui, the Marquis of Dingyuan has been here today."

Liao Luan had been thinking about how to ask her about it, but she didn't expect her to bring it up herself, so she followed her words and said, "Well, what did you say?" ”

"What else could it be, naturally for the sake of her lady who was imprisoned, I began to refuse, Yan Gui."

Hearing her words, Liao Luan knew in her heart that she might not have been able to bear it in the end, although she really never mentioned the days spent in the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion, but he never felt that Lin Zuiliu had forgotten.

Sure enough, Lin Zuiliu said next, "But as soon as I think of that purse, I feel that if my mother is here, she will definitely want me to help him once." ”

"Liao Luan, am I too kind of a woman."

After she finished speaking, the small kitchen was quiet again, and after a while, Liao Luan spoke, "Ah Liu, as long as you want to do it, just do it, don't hesitate for a long time." ”

"No matter what you do, I will agree with you and will always help you."

He can't judge right or wrong for a family relationship, and the relationship between right and wrong, black and white is not obvious.

The important thing is that as long as Lin Zuiliu wants to do it, he will do it directly.

After he finished speaking, Lin Zuiliu didn't move for a long time, and he was about to look back, when the whole person was suddenly hugged, "Thank you." ”

Her voice choked, and Liao Luan patted her back lightly and said softly, "No thanks." ”

He cried for a long time by Lin Zuiliu, and then Lin Zuiliu wiped his tears, turned his head and continued to cook noodles.

The firewood had already been burned dry, Liao Luan sighed helplessly, sat down and lit a new fire.

When the noodles were put into the pot, Lin Zuiliu turned around and went directly to the shelf, wanting to take down the small brown jar, but she was not tall enough to successfully take it down.

"Yan Gui, help me take this jar down."

Liao Luan answered, filled up the firewood again, got up and clapped his hands, and walked to the shelf.

He was a head taller than Lin Zuiliu, and as soon as he stretched out his hand slightly, his slender arm reached the altar and took it down lightly.

The jar was not heavy, Liao Luan shook it lightly, and he didn't know what was inside, so he asked, "What is this?" ”

"Miso." Lin Zuiliu took the jar and put it on the table, opened the lid, and it was really half a jar of sauce, she dug out a small half bowl, fried half a bowl of fried sauce, and cut some cucumber strips.

The noodles were cooked quickly, Lin Zuiliu filled two bowls, poured the sauce and put the cucumbers on it, and then said to Liao Luan with a smile, "Quickly bring the noodles to the house." ”