Mobile reading

Qiuguang took the token and didn't know what to say.

Leng Huaping continued: "Don't worry, just live well with the silver candle." ”

Leng Huaping and Qiuguang talked for a while, and then went back to Xiangfu with Leng Baiping, and Qiuguang also went to Hanfu with silver candles.

Because the sea breeze has seen the silver candle and the autumn light before, so they get along quite well, but the light Luo Yan, since the cold painting screen left, I am not very happy to stay alone, and I am a little scared to hide when I see the silver candle and the autumn light.

Silver Candle was curious about who it was, so Haifeng explained to them the origin of Qingluo Yan, so Silver Candle treated Qingluo Yan well.

When Leng Huaping returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion, it was cold and lonely, and it was not perhaps lively.

In the Prime Minister's Mansion, Leng Shanshui is still in the palace, and the serious master in this mansion now has only a cold white screen. Leng Cuiping was already in front of him, Leng Shanshui had set him up for marriage, and now he stays in his yard and doesn't like to move around, and he doesn't know what he's thinking.

But although Li Qinglian, who had been shouting about separating the family before, still lived in the Prime Minister's Mansion, she was no longer the master of the mansion.

Suddenly, the cold painting screen felt that the originally lively Xiangfu suddenly changed.

However, no matter what the Prime Minister's Mansion looks like, Leng Huaping now thinks that as long as she saves the lives of the Prime Minister's Mansion, she will be able to accept everything about the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"Sister's Meiluo Courtyard, I let people clean it every day, so my sister can live in it directly." Leng Baiping took Leng Huaping's hand and went to Meiluo Courtyard.

Sure enough, as she said, the layer was very clean.

"Thank you for your hard work." Leng Huaping came in and looked at the room where she used to be, and some things and some pictures unconsciously came to her eyes.

Xue Lingling's love, Leng Yinping's love, and the old lady's care...... But these people are gone, and she doesn't belong here at all.

After two lives, she only knew her life experience, which is a little ridiculous.

Leng Baiping looked at the wry smile on Leng Huaping's face, and thought that Leng Huaping was very satisfied, so he said happily: "Sister rest first, Uncle will definitely come to find my sister when he comes back in a while, then I'll go back first." ”

Leng Baiping came back all the way, and naturally wanted to tell his aunt that he had returned safely.

Seeing Leng Huaping nodded, he went straight back to his yard.

Mei Luoyuan was left alone with a cold painting screen, and she was a little lonely.

"Me, can I still be the fourth lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion?" Leng Huaping asked herself puzzled, but no one answered her question at all.

Leng Huaping went to the ancestral hall of the Prime Minister's Mansion by himself to incense. Since the old lady died, she left the Prime Minister's Mansion directly and went to Yutu City without even kowtowing, incense, and wake.

Even if she is not a child of the Prime Minister's Mansion, she has been raised by the Prime Minister for many years, how can she not do this filial piety.

Just when the incense was finished on the cold painting screen, the voice of the cold landscape came from the door: "Painting screen, you are back." ”

"Yes, Dad. I am back. Leng Huaping didn't turn around to look at Leng Shanshui, because she didn't know what else she was going to use to face Leng Shanshui's father.

And Leng Shanshui thought that Leng Huaping didn't turn his head to see that he was still blaming himself, and drove her to Yutu City: "Huaping, don't blame Dad, Dad just wants you to be good, so that the entire Prime Minister Mansion is good." ”

This book is from: