With a thought, could it be that people really have a past life, this person is Ling Su's past life, and he traveled here to continue the fate that was unfinished due to mistakes?

Her heart was immediately beating faster with excitement, and even Bitong's arm holding her vibrated slightly.

Bi Tong realized that her existence was a little redundant, but she didn't dare to avoid it obviously. She faintly felt that the wind direction of Cheng Mansion had changed, otherwise how could Ling Su appear here so easily?

Also, it is always unseemly for a girl to be divorced, and the only remedy is to marry as soon as possible. Although the girl was famous before, because of this, even if a person with a bit of status wants to marry, it will be difficult to lose face, and even if she marries, it is just a continuation or a side room, which is not suitable for Cheng Mansion. If you want to be the main room, you can only choose someone with a low background, but you are unwilling, and there are always such and such unsatisfactory things. It's a dilemma if it's so low or not high. And Ling Su is twenty and five, but he has never married, who can say that he is not so much because he belongs to the girl? Although he still has no fame, he is innocent and talented, and is praised by everyone. Now it is stable and serious, so it is the best candidate. Not to mention the master, even she felt that the more Ling Su looked at it, the more pleasing it became.

"Girl, you've been standing for so long, and you still don't invite Ling Gongzi into the courtyard to sit? Even if she doesn't think about Ling Gongzi, the girl has to take care of her body, she has just recovered from her illness, and she can't stand it. ”

Hearing this, Ling Su raised his eyes and carefully looked at Cheng Xueyan's expression, the concern in his eyes was beyond words.

Bi Tong secretly said in her heart, there is a door!

So the three of them moved to the courtyard.

It is easy for a man in the house to step into the inner courtyard of the boudoir, let alone an outsider? And leading Ling Su to sit in the courtyard is undoubtedly secretly conveying some kind of information, Ling Su is extremely smart, and he will not not understand.

After placing the two of them to sit at the stone table, Bitong quietly retreated under the pretext of preparing to treat the guests.

"You...... Luckily? ”

It seemed that after a long time, Ling Su's voice floated over in the light movement of the dense branches and leaves of the magnolia overhead, quiet and gentle.

Closing his eyes, it seemed to return to the time and space where he had lived for twenty-eight years, as if he had returned to his student days, and when the vacation was over, he returned from home and saw her emaciated by longing, and the first sentence was: "Are you okay?" ”

She didn't know how many years had elapsed during this period, but at this moment, the two time and space were constantly overlapping...... Superposition...... Clear Complex Blur ......

"You...... You're ......."

Ling Su hurriedly took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, and was about to wipe her tears, but he felt that it was inappropriate, so he only put the handkerchief on the table, and then pushed it to her side.

She picked it up, and the moment she wiped her tears, her hand suddenly froze......

Lotus...... A pair of lotus flowers, pink in the corner of the pale green veil......

His mind flipped, and he immediately stared at him.

He avoided his gaze unnaturally...... It's like when she first found out about Ling Su and Duan Yi's affair, he avoided him.

Unable to tell the difference between this and that time for a while, she reflexively threw the handkerchief over, but Ling Su looked at the handkerchief and frowned: "You can keep it." "There is no intention of taking the veil back.

The mind flipped like a tide, and it was tossed a hundred times in an instant.

The veil was given by another woman? Even the modern self knows what that means. He handed the veil to himself and refused to take it back, does it prove that his affection with the woman is still shallow, or is it just that the flowers are deliberately ruthless?

With a heartbeat, the tense strings suddenly collapsed, but they were swept away by the broken strings in an instant, and blood burst out.

Did you send the veil yourself? No, it should be said that it was sent by the real Cheng Xueyan, he handed the veil to himself and refused to take it back, did he want to say that his relationship with her stopped there? The reason is simple, she was divorced, or rather she was not finished. In this time and space, the man's virginity complex is even more modern than in modern times, and he came to see her just to return the veil?

The warm sun is like water, the heart is as cold as ice, and the blood of the rapid stream gradually solidifies, outlining hideous traces on the heart.

But...... She is not the real Cheng Xueyan!

The thought just jumped abruptly, and it fell into chaos.

The veil lay between the two of them, and slowly moved towards the table in the wind. The corner of the embroidered and Dilian was stuck on the edge of the table, but finally it fell uncontrollably.

Bi Tong hid behind the curtain and saw this scene, and was secretly anxious. Before this, Hongyan passed on books to tell each other about lovesickness, how did they become sawed gourds when they met this time? She can understand men's scruples, but ...... It seems that this will have to be the initiative here.

She chose walnut sticky, chestnut cake, cinnabar balls, honey peanuts four kinds of dim sum on the big lotus leaf-style pastel peony pattern porcelain plate, and took plums, peaches, custard apples sent from the second lady's yard last night, and finally embellished it with cherry water, looking a ball of joy, and then brewed two cups of almond tea, and went downstairs.

The two men were still silent, and the girl's eyes were fixed on something. She followed the past and saw that a handkerchief had rolled to the gate of the courtyard.

I guessed one or two in my heart, but I couldn't say much, but I was glad that my preparation at the moment was really just right.

She put the tray on the table, put a cup of almond tea in front of the two of them, and greeted warmly: "Young Master Ling, you must be tired after waiting in the sun for a long time, eat some fruit to moisten your throat." It's just the beginning of summer, and the weather is getting hot. ”

Ling Su looked at the plate, picked a plum, pointed his nails and prepared to peel it, but when he saw that both of them were looking at him, he stopped again, but took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped it carefully, Fang took a bite.

Cheng Xueyan's eyes widened unconsciously.

He pulled out another handkerchief......

This handkerchief is different from paper towels, a whole bag is put in a pocket and thrown away as you go. A big man actually brought two handkerchiefs...... Maybe it's more than that, it always makes her feel weird, and just now she almost rubbed off the plum skin...... His heart lit up, he refused to take back the veil just now, could it be......

Bi Tong pursed her lips secretly.

The eunuchs were proud to invite Ling Su to be a guest, not only because he was extremely talented, but also because it was difficult to invite, and every time he was invited, there was a lot of criticism later. Because he was too picky about the utensils that served his food, even when he was given a valuable silver-inlaid ivory basket, he would wipe it from side to side, as if there was poison stuck to it. However, judging by the fact that he didn't peel off the plum skin just now, but just wiped it hard, it can be seen that the girl's position in his heart is extraordinary.

Cheng Xueyan saw that he swallowed the plum like taking medicine, and the hand resting under the table couldn't help but loosen.

The two were still silent, which made Bitong very embarrassed. She was amused without a word, and even she felt tired of it, and finally yawned involuntarily.

Ling Su stood up very knowingly: "I have been bothering for a long time, and I will retire below." ”

Standing up and waving, with a graceful demeanor, Cheng Xueyan's heart fluttered, if she was really born in this era and met him, I am afraid that she would be moved.

Ling Su walked towards the courtyard gate with his clothes fluttering, and Cheng Xueyan's eyes followed him until the figure was hidden in the heavy green trees and flowers.

"What is he doing here?"

Cheng Xueyan was very puzzled. Ling Su in his memory is always as time-sensitive as a tornado, and he immediately does what he thinks, such as proposing to her. He didn't shy away from saying anything in his heart, even if he had an affair, at the moment he noticed the signs, he didn't reserve himself and told him clearly, even when and where he opened the house, and then he straightforwardly wanted to divorce her. He was lightning fast, and she was stunned, not even having time to see the move.

But this ...... just walked

"What else can I do? Of course, it's to see the girl come......"

Bitong replied casually.

Look at me? Cheng Xueyan looked at the handkerchief that had rolled to the corner, and there was a trace of weirdness in her heart.

"Girl, just wait, in less than three days, I promise that he will come, and even if no one comes, someone will send a message."

"You know him well."

Cheng Xueyan looked at Bitong's confidence, recalled what she said, "The girl has forgotten whom, and she will not forget him", while lamenting that there is such a clever thing in the world, she also sighed that the original edge was already doomed.

Bi Tong was teased and blushed: "Look at what the girl is talking nonsense, Bi Tong is happy for the girl, I think the girl will leave here soon......"

"Get out of here? Where to? ”

"Why is the girl still pretending to be confused with Bitong? But there is one thing that the girl may not know," Bi Tong's eyes lit up: "Actually, on the day of the beginning of summer, Ling Gongzi came, but the girl was on the stage at that time......"

Her heart moved, and she asked urgently, "Does Ling Gongzi know how to play the flute?" ”

"Playing the flute?" Bi Tong didn't know why: "I only know that he can recite poems against each other, as for the flute...... Maybe I don't know if I've learned it in the past two years......"

The butterfly that was about to fly was suddenly blown out of direction by the wind.

Bi Tong saw that she was a little distracted, and stepped forward to help her back to the room: "The next time Ling Gongzi comes, the girl will ask him in person, okay?" ”

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Bitong's estimate was still slightly wrong, and it wasn't until the seventh day that someone sent a letter, but it was that Xiaoyu.

When Bi Tong saw her coming again, she was a little unhappy, so she took the letterhead and sent her away.

Cheng Xueyan took a look at the letter, and saw only two sentences on the letterhead printed with golden chrysanthemums on a white background:

"The coral in the palm of the hand is not pitiful, but it is taught to be a sunflower."

NND, you can't speak a little human language?

When I was studying, the biggest headache besides English was ancient Chinese. People in this time and space speak normally, how to put it on paper......

Seeing her black face, Bi Tong thought that Ling Su had written something to refuse, so she hurriedly came over to look at it, and when she saw these two sentences, she couldn't help but shake her head and sigh.

"You girl, what do you see?"

She had an idea, and Bi Tong might be able to use it as an ancient translation.

"Alas, Ling Gongzi is really pitiful, he knows that he is not worthy of a girl, so he feels sorry for himself there." Bi Tong smacked her lips.

That's what it meant. Cheng Xueyan slapped the letter on the table, and the thoughts of the ancients were really twisted and turned, which made her head big.

"How is the girl going to go back to Ling Gongzi?"

PS: I almost forgot one thing, "The coral in the palm of the palm is pitiful, but it is taught to be transferred as a sunflower" The two sentences are from the sixth poem of the poet Wu Weiye (Meicun) in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. Although this article is empty, it does not reflect the life of the Qing Dynasty, so these two sentences are used here a little early, but I really can't think of a more appropriate one. In the future, there will be a problem of chaos in the poetry, including customs, in fact, each dynasty has the characteristics of each dynasty, but I have written it together, if you like it, you can watch it, O(∩_∩)O~