Chapter 125: She doesn't need it
Luo'er couldn't help laughing, but when she saw Gu Qilang, whose face was flushed and seemed to be angry, she snorted coldly, which made Gu Qilang's body tremble.
"You go back and live your good life, Zhishu doesn't need irrelevant people to worry about her, if I hear Zhishu's name from your mouth again-" Luo'er looked at Gu Qilang and sneered, "I have a relationship with Ling'er, and I will always leave you a life!" β
After that, he turned over and ignored the two of them.
Shangguan Lingfan looked at Shangguan Ling and walked towards Zhishu.
Zhishu stopped getting on his horse and waited quietly for him to speak.
"Ling'er has suffered a lot in the past month and is still pregnant, I really can't rest assured that she is ......" Shangguan Lingfan was ashamed, and he didn't dare to look directly into Zhishu's eyes.
"She's suffering? Knowing books has never suffered hardship? Zhang Yang was very angry.
"But the eldest brother is rushing back from the Wei Kingdom, he doesn't know that we are in Yingdu, and he will probably go to Danyang to pick up the book in person!" Shangguan Lingfan was busy.
"Zhishu won't go with you!" Luo'er said coldly, looking at Shangguan Lingfan condescendingly.
Shangguan Lingfan looked up at Luo'er with a complicated expression, Shangguan Ling and Zhishu both knew her, but she made no secret of her partiality towards Zhishu.
"Zhishu is the flesh and blood of our Shangguan family!" Shangguan Lingfan said slowly, Zhishu has been living abroad for many years, how can he not feel distressed? It's just that Ling'er is also a girl he has held in the palm of her hand for more than ten years, and the palms and backs of her hands are full of meat.
Zhishu raised his head and looked at Shangguan Ling, with mixed feelings in his heart.
There is such a lucky woman in the world, who has occupied other people's identities for more than ten years, even if it is finally revealed, she has a husband who will never abandon her, and she has also got a biological mother who is the eldest princess, even if she is not related by blood, she still protects her.
"Zhishu is not Shangguan Ling!" Luo'er interrupted the resentment in Zhishu's heart with a cold voice, she raised her face to look at Luo'er, and anticipation rose in her heart.
"She doesn't need you to return anything, she won't go back to Shangguan's house, and as for the surname Shangguan, she doesn't care!" Luo'er didn't feel that the book was worthless, but who was to blame for this? "Zhishu doesn't need your hypocrisy!"
Shangguan Lingfan held back his anger: "She is our sister-in-law, how can she be hypocritical?" β
"It's not hypocrisyβ" Zhishu finally spoke, his expression serene, "I know! Shangguan Lingfan's expression softened when he heard her words, and he looked at her with pity.
Zhishu bowed to Shangguan Lingfan and said, "If you can find the two brothers, Zhishu has no regrets in this life-" A light sentence made Shangguan Lingfan's heart sour, and Shangguan Ling's tears fell out.
Zhishu still has a calm face: "Zhishu has been away for sixteen years, once he returns, he is still the blood and blood of the Shangguan family, and now he is going with the girl, his brother is still his brother, and Zhishu is still his brother's sister!" β
Shangguan Lingfan was stunned: "You don't want to go home?" "Zhishu is the same age as Shangguan Ling, if he returns to Shangguan's house at this time, he, his eldest brother, and the Gu family will try their best to make up for her, and even find a better marriage for her than Shangguan Ling, so as to ensure that she is harmonious and smooth for the rest of her life, and will not let her be displaced.
Zhishu shook his head: "The honey of A, the arsenic of B!" β
It was all called arsenic, and Shangguan Lingfan was so shocked that he couldn't say anything.
The two were speechless, so they said goodbye.
No matter how calm Zhishu behaved, he still aroused flamboyant frequent care, and even Luo'er couldn't help but say: "If you regret it, I can send you back at any time!" β
Zhishu heard this: "Anyway, you can go back at any time, why don't you follow the girl to be at ease?" β
It seems to be too!
Luo'er smiled and didn't ask anymore.
When I returned to the Hidden Cloud Valley, it was already the ninth day of October.
When she arrived at the valley, Luo'er stopped again and asked hesitantly, "When has the wedding date been changed?" β
Lin Yuan smiled and said, "October 12!" β
Luo'er was shocked: there were only three days left!
"You don't want to see Maple Grove again, do you?" Lin Yuan looked at her with a gentle smile.
After entering the Hidden Cloud Valley, before arriving at the Lin family, Ling Yu and Lu Chen came out, and after a while, Zhu Lang also came out.
I didn't have time to inform them of the temporary change of the wedding date, so they all arrived before September 21.
Not only did Zhu Lang bring several boxes of rare treasures as a dowry for Luo'er, but even Ling Yu and Lu Chen also expressed it.
"This box is prepared for you by Jiehuan!" Zhu Lang pointed to a box of yellow pears and said to Luo'er.
The Lin family deliberately vacated a spare room to put a full thirty-six boxes of dowry brought by Zhu Lang, and the box that Zhu Lang pointed to was placed in an inconspicuous position, and Luo'er's eyes followed Zhu Lang's point, and he couldn't move it anymore.
Thirty-six rosewood boxes, she could only see that one in her eyes.
Luo'er stroked it, and suddenly remembered the wooden box destroyed in the fire on the small building of Fengling, could this one in front of him also be made by himself?
"When?" Luo'er asked softly.
"Seven years agoβ" Zhu Lang said, seven years ago, Zhu Cong ascended the throne, he joined forces with the Fang family, and initially based himself on the court, "Seven years ago, when he sent this box, there were already some things accumulated in it, and then every year, he would intermittently send some, saying that it was a dowry for you, and one day, when he is gone, let me send you to marry." β
Luo'er smiled coldly: "He had long expected that he would not be there when I got married?" β
Zhu Lang couldn't answer.
Luo'er opened the box.
The box was not satisfied.
Luo'er picked up one of the small and delicate seals, white jade, carved wind Linglan several plants, the seal is just a boxy word "fall", which was dyed with the color of vermilion, which was dyed by the sap of the white blame tree.
When she was five years old, when she saw that he was carrying a small seal and cute, she asked him to carve one for herself, and she still remembered that he was smiling and silent.
A gray bird feather pendant.
When he was seven years old, he said that his eight characters were too light, and his soul was easy to disperse, so he had the opportunity to take the feather of irrigation and wear it with him to ward off evil spirits.
A piece of tiger-striped fur, red at one end and white at the other.
When he was eleven years old, he passed by Zhuyang Mountain, he said, Qiyang Mountain has a beast named Lushu, tiger stripes on the horse's body, white head and red tail, often use beautiful cries to confuse prey, and use Lushu's fur to make clothes to wear on women's bodies, which can be suitable for descendants.
A horn.
When she was twelve, she heard him say that there was a water beast Gu carving in Zegenshui, with a single horn and a cannibal body, so she wanted to hunt a head to taste it.
Xishan warm jade, Beijiang cold pearl, South China Sea shark silk, polar fox Qiu.
It was as if he had thought of something and added it to it, large and small, scattered and scattered.
Luo'er looked at them one by one, and her heart fluctuated.
Suddenly, a faint light flashed into the corner of his eye, and it was a purple hosta.
Luo'er picked it up and looked at it carefully.
This purple jade crystal clear, delicate and slightly cool, excellent quality, hosta carved into a strange flower type, the flower bud seems to open and close, the shape is somewhat like a bell, Luo'er can neither see the variety of jade, nor can you see the variety of flowers, the hosta is held in the hand, as if there is purple smoke curling, very strange.
This hosta was pinched in her hand, and Luo'er suddenly became unsettled, and she had no intention of looking at it anymore.
When Lin Yuan saw Luo'er, she was still holding the hairpin in her hand.
"What is this?" Lin Yuan asked.