Hearing this, Meng Yuyun sneered and nodded, she took out the deed of sale in her arms, and the cold deed of sale had been warmed by her temperature.

She clenched the deed of sale tightly, shook it in front of Lu Shang's eyes, and said word by word: "Yes, I don't understand!" But I ransomed for her, I didn't coax her like you did, I just set her free! ”

The deed of sale had the original name of Huahua written on it, and it broke into Lu Shang's sight with heavy colors, and he raised his head suddenly, his eyes were in disbelief.

He trembled his hands and wanted to touch the piece of paper that had imprisoned the good years of the flowers, but when he was about to touch it, he was quickly taken back by Meng Yuyun.

Lu Shang, who couldn't touch the deed of sale, was a little anxious, his eyes were red, and he begged: "Let me take a look, please."

Meng Yuyun couldn't bear to see this man's appearance, but when she thought of Wanhua lying on the bed with blank eyes and completely lost hope in this world, she hated it.

Forcing herself to be ruthless, Meng Yuyun shook off the deed of sale with a cold face, "You promise me one thing, don't say it to show you, just let you take it back and burn high incense to offer this piece of paper, it's okay." ”

Lu Shang nodded eagerly, "Don't say one thing, even a hundred things are willing." ”

Even if he kills people and sets fires, he is willing to go up the knife mountain and down the sea of fire.

As a man, he has lived too much in his life, as long as he can let Wanhua leave the Qinglou, he is willing to do anything.

Meng Yuyun has never questioned Lu Shang's love for Huahua, but that love is not pure enough, and it is mixed with too many things in the world.

Those things may come from the two old men of the Lu family, or they may come from the eyes of bored women on the streets, but Meng Yuyun believes that the biggest reason is Lu Shang's heart.

He loves the flowers, and he keeps saying that he doesn't care about the flowers dirty his body, but he really scratches a scar in the bottom of his heart, the sun and the moon accumulate, and the scar not only does not heal, but becomes more and more profound.

Meng Yuyun told the man in front of her all her plans, she calmed her eyes, raised her hand, and asked again, "Are you willing?"

In fact, this matter is beneficial to Lu Shang and is harmless, it depends on whether he can get through the hurdle in his heart.

It will be the winter solstice in two days, and the wind is getting colder and colder, so that Meng Yuyun can't help but shrink her neck.

She stared silently at the silent man in front of her, waiting for him to answer.

Outside the window, the night gradually fell, and the colorful lanterns lit up the entire Chang'an, and the shouting was still endless.

She waited for an answer for a long time, but she could only see that Lu Shang's eyes were distracted, and she didn't know what she was struggling with.

Meng Yuyun, who hadn't received an answer for a long time, got up a little disappointed, and just wanted to take the thing back into her arms, her wrist was tightly grabbed by a big palm.

She raised her eyes, and the man's clean smile was visible.

"I do."

Three words, heavy fall to the ground.

The two people who walked out of the wine shop were silent, Meng Yuyun pulled her lips and smiled, and said, "You must do it!"

Lu Shang nodded and replied softly, "Well, I will."

The moon has climbed into the sky of Chang'an, the lanterns are painted with fish, birds, beasts and insects, and the warm yellow halo shines on the faces of everyone on the streets of Chang'an. Meng Yuyun scanned the entire street with her gaze, her eyes catching the expressions of these people.

"After tonight, it's all right."

Lu Shang didn't reply, he picked up the deed of sale and looked at it carefully for a moment, and suddenly let out a muffled laugh.

With a sigh, his fingers shredded the paper little by little along the edge of the deed. Like big hands, the confetti in the sky is like goose feathers and snow in winter, fluttering in the air and falling to the ground.

Qin Jing'an, as a prince, naturally couldn't really go to the tryst with that country woman, he sent Tang Qingyou from Yushu Linfeng to dress him exactly like himself, and then handed over his big red clothes painfully.

Tang Qingyou was very aggrieved, and he didn't agree. dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak, so he could only pout his mouth and snort coldly from time to time.

Qin Jingan was very satisfied with his hands around his chest, looking at the man who appeared in front of him, this eyebrows, this appearance, can be called stunning.

Tang Qingyou was shaken by this gaze, he smiled and hugged himself tightly, "Lord Wang, the slave family doesn't sell his art!" ”

In the name of Qin Jing'an, Jiao'er was asked out, and it was by the river that ran through the entire Chang'an City.

Meng Yuyun hid in the teahouse by the river early in the morning, bought a pot of coarse tea, and drank it absentmindedly, staring at the willow tree by the river, afraid that the woman Jiao'er would come over and not see it.

Su Xin was also brought out by her, this little girl didn't come out for a long time, she was so happy when she saw some new things, Meng Yuyun promised her that she would take her to play all night after the matter was completed, and buy a lot of good things for her.

ordered a plate of osmanthus cake for the little girl, she shirked it at first, refusing to sit at the same table with Meng Yuyun. If you don't say that you are a maid, you shouldn't be like this.

Meng Yuyun's face was vivid, helpless, don't look at this little girl's age a few years younger than herself, she is very conservative in this regard.

She pressed the little girl on a stool and ordered her to eat. This made Su Xin eat the osmanthus cake one by one, and also pinched a piece and stuffed it to Meng Yuyun very intimately.

Meng Yuyun chewed the osmanthus cake, her mouth was full of fragrance, but her eyes didn't turn at all, and she kept staring at the willow tree by the river that had already lost half of its leaves.

Su Xin was very curious, and she also looked at Meng Yuyun's appearance, but she didn't see anything.

"Young Master, what are you looking at?" Su Xin asked.

Meng Yuyun moved her lips, and just as she wanted to answer, she was interrupted by a sudden voice.

"She's waiting for a good show."

A calm and magnetic voice sounded in Meng Yuyun's ears, and her heart trembled, it was Qin Jing'an's voice.

What caught his eye was Tang Qingyou's handsome face, appearing at the door of the teahouse in white, and his outstanding appearance attracted the attention of many young girls.

They were shy and timid about this man, and they were bold, relying on their good looks, and walked up directly with the waist of the water snake, in a vain attempt to climb up to this boy.

Tang Qingyou didn't pay attention, and made those women bored with a cold face, and walked straight to Meng Yuyun's table, and a smile like a flower bloomed again.

It is rare to find a stunning person in this world, and Tang Qingyou's appearance belongs to the kind of person who has his own immortal aura and makes people dare not blaspheme.

Seeing that this man was smiling specifically at himself, Meng Yuyun was stunned for a while, and he was not indulged in this smile like a spring breeze, but he was a little flattered.

Su Xin knew Tang Qingyou, she quickly got up and stood beside Meng Yuyun, the young child learned the appearance of a maid and was respectful to her master.