The next day, Ling's mother led the matchmaker to Yuefu to explore the wind on the grounds of reminiscing about the old days.

Ling's mother and Le's mother originally grew up in Huangxuan, and the two were intimate, speaking Huangxuan dialect and drinking Huangjiu wine, and they almost agreed. When the matter reached Le Yi's ears, she couldn't help but laugh, and repeatedly confirmed with Lu Fu, "You are talking about Lord Ling, but Ling Mengchu of Huangxi?" ”

Lu Fu said: "Because they are all yellow silk people, Mrs. is very satisfied." ”

Le Yi disagreed, "He is my defeated subordinate, I will not marry him." Lu Fu hurriedly booed and gently reprimanded: "Miss, don't say such things again, the old lady will be unhappy when she hears it." Marriage is the order of the parents, and our daughter's family can only obey the fate. ”

"What if you don't?" Le Yi lowered her little brain and asked.

She is determined to return to Huangxuan and will not marry anyone.

At dinner, Le Yi once again brought up the matter of returning to the yellow silk. Mother Le accepted the gift from the Ling family, and admitted that she had talked about a good marriage, and she was in a happy mood, so she didn't move. She smiled: "Silly boy, when you become a family in Bianjing and have a husband and children, you won't want to go back to Huangxuan again." Said, quite mysteriously said: "When the marriage is settled, my mother will give you ......" Before she finished speaking, Le Yi repeated firmly: "I want to go back to Huangxi, I won't marry." Le Chongyang has always been the same at home, and he has never been disobeyed, seeing that Le Yi seems to be rebellious, he can't help but be furious, and threw his chopsticks on the table, "Nonsense!" ”

Leyi's protest was like a pebble falling into the abyss, without causing the slightest ripple.

The marriage agenda progressed very quickly, and two days later, the posts were exchanged.

Ling Mengchu knew that Le Chongyang had intended to give Le Yi to Lu Muqing, and in order to show that he was not loved, he specially invited Lu Muqing to accompany him to the door. It happened that Le Chongyang was temporarily summoned to the palace to discuss matters, and after Mrs. Le sat with the two for a while, she asked them to wait in the flower hall.

Ling Meng saw that no one was paying attention to him at first, so he immediately exchanged glances with Lu Muqing and quietly slipped into Le Chongyang's study.

Lu Muqing walked out of the flower hall to look at the wind, everyone in Yuefu knew that Ling Mengchu was the future uncle, so no one suspected that the two of them had bad intentions. Because it was noon, the courtyard was very quiet, and the little girls were napping, Lu Muqing paced slowly, and suddenly had a trace of doubt about Ling Mengchu.

After all, the two have been separated for more than five years.

In five years, anything can happen.

People's hearts change, too.

The courtyard where Le Chongyang lives is the largest courtyard in Yuefu, with towering pavilions and giant trees. Lu Muqing was walking leisurely, and suddenly heard a few sounds, he was vigilant at first, followed the sound and walked slowly, until he saw an apricot-colored figure, and then suddenly let down his guard.

The vines in the flower forest are very messy, and the corroded broken leaves accumulate thickly into the dirt road. The green leaves are so dense that they almost cover the sky. Xingying squatted on the ground, her skirt dragging to the ground, and a few drops of muddy water. A cat is strangled by vines and meows incessantly. Apricot Shadow hung her small face, and her eyes were mellow. She gently untied the vine, while whispering relief, "Don't move, good, I'll help you untie it, don't move, don't move, it'll be fine in a while, it won't hurt......" Her voice was soft and soft, her movements were fast and sharp, and she had successfully helped the cat get out of trouble in a few moments.

The cat ran away in a gray manner, and Le Yi clapped her hands, stood up, and turned around.

Caught off guard, he took a look at Lu Muqing.