After returning from Zhiwei Zhai last time, Fang Qinuan has been thinking about Murong Chen's question, marriage? Get married? Even if she was only sixteen years old after she died, but then she thought about it, people in ancient times got married very early, and she didn't dislike marrying Ziyu so much, didn't she just change places to live.

I figured it out, so I didn't bother, I picked up the notebook on the table again, there was a pot of tea on the stone table, a few plates of snacks, the afternoon sun sprinkled on the body warmly, the swing shook and swayed, so comfortable.

After a while, Zi Mo came in from outside, "Miss, the second miss is here." ”

She looked up from the book, took a piece of pastry from the table, and put down the book in her hand, "Let her in." ”

I saw Fang Yin Jielian move slightly, a pink dress became more and more elegant under the afternoon breeze, and walked in front of her with a smile on her eyebrows, "Sister is really leisurely, this tea is drinking, the book is watching, the swing is shaking, I will really enjoy it." ”

Fang Qinuan got up from the swing, walked to the stone table and sat down, Zi Mo poured tea for the two, she took it and took a sip, "Sister doesn't have to say that, it's natural if you want to." "It's a pity that you don't want to do this, you have to harm people with one mind.

"I'm not as good as my sister, then, don't talk about this, I'm here today to tell my sister one thing, it looks like it's going to be the Double Ninth Festival, and many women in Beijing will go to Nanshan to climb the heights, I wonder if my sister is interested in joining me?"

Mountain climbing? Nanshan? Go, of course I'm going, but it's not necessarily what identity I want to use, "Since my sister is sincerely invited, my sister will definitely go." ”

There was really nothing to talk about between them, and after barely drinking a cup of tea, Fang Yinjie looked bored and left.

Fang Qinuan is so leisurely here, but Lu Xiaoxiao is not very pleasant there.

The Lan family, Lan Tingxuan was kneeling on the ground at this time, and the head of the Lan family above was pointing at Lan Tingxuan with an angry face.

"Lan Tingxuan, let me tell you, this is impossible, what you liked in the past was a woman in the rivers and lakes, her father was the owner of the Butterfly Valley, but what is it this time, the daughter of a small peasant family also wants to cling to our Lan family, I tell you, there is no door." After saying that, he walked away angrily.

Lan Tingxuan glanced at Lan Zhengyang fiercely, if it weren't for him, his father wouldn't have known about this matter so early, he was caught off guard before he could figure out how to solve it, and the hand hanging beside him was tightly clenched.

Lan Zhengyang didn't care, he spread his hands, "Big brother, don't look at me like that, what my father said is also the truth." ”

Mrs. Lan got up and walked in front of Lan Tingxuan, and persuaded him bitterly, "Tingxuan, you just listened to your father's words once, ah?" You are also a big man, there are so many beautiful ladies in the capital, why do you have to marry a peasant girl, listen to your mother's words, and break off with her. ”

Lan Tingxuan's eyes were red, and his hand was on Mrs. Lan's shoulder, "Mother, you have always loved me the most, haven't you?" Xiaoxiao, she is not an ordinary peasant girl, she is a good girl, why can't you accept her, mother, it is she who has closed her son's heart for so long and finally a ray of sunshine has appeared, do you want it to be frozen again? How cruel you are. ”

Mrs. Lan touched his face distressedly, looking at his crying red eyes, how could she not feel distressed, this is his son after all, when the mother and son hugged and cried, the head of the Lan family came in again, still holding a rattan in his hand.

Mrs. Lan, who was hazy with teary eyes, saw the rattan, so she went up and grabbed the Lan family master, "Master, what are you doing here?" Xuan'er was injured not long ago, and she couldn't stand it. ”

The head of the Lan family helped Mrs. Lan up, "Yun'er, you go to the side first, this rebel, we raised him so big, but he wants to fight against us for a woman, I want to see how capable he is, you two, hold Mrs." He pointed to the maid next to him.

Lan Tingxuan was still kneeling there, standing still, his waist was straight, but Lan Zhengyang was holding the attitude of watching the play on the side.

The head of the Lan family walked in front of Lan Tingxuan, glanced at the people around him, "all go down", and Lan Zhengyang took his aunt and other ladies and aunts in the mansion out of the hall together.

"Do you really want to be with her, don't regret it?" After everyone went out, the head of the Lan family looked at Lan Tingxuan and asked.

He raised his determined eyes, "No regrets." ”

"Okay, since you insist on being with her, take the fifty rattans, and I will agree that you will be with her."

Hearing this, Lan Tingxuan turned his back to the Lan family master, and his attitude already said everything, "Master, don't, Xuan'er has injuries on his body." Mrs. Lan was in a hurry.

But no matter how she persuaded her, the rattan still fell on Lan Tingxuan's body after all, once, twice, but five times, Lan Tingxuan's back had already appeared bloodstained, and his face was also sweating like rain, in order not to worry his mother, he didn't scream.

"Ah" when he hit the tenth blow, perhaps the original wound, he still cried out in double pain.

"Don't fight anymore, don't fight again." Madame Lan wanted to rush forward to stop her, but was held back by the maid.

When the Lan family master raised the rattan again, a figure rushed over, hugged Lan Tingxuan and caught it for him.

Lu Xiaoxiao frowned, the feeling of the rattan falling on his body was so painful, as if he was going to tear that piece of flesh, when Lan Tingxuan reacted to who it was, the rattan had already fallen, and he turned around and hugged Lu Xiaoxiao.

"Xiaoxiao, are you okay?" At this time, Lu Xiaoxiao was in pain, and her face turned pale, after all, she had no martial arts.

But she still shook her head, brushed her hand over Lan Tingxuan's face, and smiled, "Brother Lan, I'm fine." ”

Looking at Lan Tingxuan's bloody back, she felt that it was so dazzling, and tears fell involuntarily, and she hugged him.

Leaning in his ear, "Brother Lan, it hurts, you just listen to Master Lan, let's separate, I don't want you to bear such a painful whip again, maybe there is fate between us, so be it, okay?" As he spoke, his eyes were already hazy with tears.

Lan Tingxuan shook his head, his voice was a little weak, "No, don't, Xiaoxiao, I can hold on, you believe me, there is not much." ”

He pushed Lu Xiaoxiao away, but his consciousness was a little blurred, but Lu Xiaoxiao knelt in front of Master Lan, "Master Lan, don't fight anymore, I'm not with Brother Lan anymore, I know that my identity is not worthy of Brother Lan, I will leave him." ”

glanced at Lan Tingxuan, "I don't want glory and wealth, but I want him to be safe, safe and happy, if you need to let Brother Lan use his life to fulfill this relationship, then I don't want such a feeling." ”

Lu Xiaoxiao sniffed, bit her lip, let go of the hand she was holding, knelt down to Lan Tingxuan's side, and hugged him, "Brother Lan, I'm sorry, I'm really tired with you, Xiaoxiao can't hold on anymore, let's break up, okay?" Then they were all right, and they were all right. ”

Lan Tingxuan couldn't speak at this time, but he had a gut feeling that Xiaoxiao would leave, and took her hand, "No, don't, Xiaoxiao, I ......" fainted before he finished speaking.