CHAPTER XXVIII

The flowers in the capital are still budding to be released, but in a blink of an eye, it has reached the birthday of the old man Song, and now there is a Song Lian in the Song Mansion who is in the officialdom, and there are naturally not a few people who come to stammer, seeing that they are really about to break the threshold, Bai Luoluo, as a female dependent, naturally has to hold Xiao Zhao Qingfeng and stand next to Song Xuan with a smile to greet him, and after a while, his face stiffened with laughter, Song Xuan reached out and hugged Xiao Zhao Qingfeng into his arms and whispered: "If you feel tired, go to the backyard to rest for a while." ā€

"No, if I leave at this time, wouldn't I not know how to be polite?" Bai Luoluo continued to squeeze a smiling face and gritted his teeth: "I'm just a little hungry." ā€

Bai Luoluo's stomach also screamed at this time, Song Xuan couldn't help laughing, provoking Song Lian in the distance to look over, Bai Luoluo subconsciously hid behind Song Xuan and pulled the corner of his clothes: "Song Xuan, or do I pretend to be sick?"

Song Xuan also found that Song Lian's eyes were too hot, how could he not understand what Song Lian was thinking, after sending in a group of guests, he found a reason to take Bai Luoluo back to the wing room, and when he left, he also told Bai Luoluo to stay alive, Bai Luoluo made a pot of tea and ate dim sum, and after a while, he heard the sound of firecrackers, thinking that it was the guests, and at this time there was a knock on the door, Bai Luoluo thought that Song Xuan came to call him over, and pushed the door open but didn't want to be Song Lian.

"Ah Xuan said that you are not feeling well. Song Lian has been avoiding Bai Luoluo because of Luo Niang's affairs, and now he doesn't know why he is staring at her in everything, Bai Luoluo stepped back slightly and narrowed the distance between the two: "It's okay." ā€

"Who are you?" Song Lian grabbed Bai Luoluo's hand step by step: "Why do you want to pretend to be husband and wife with Ah Xuan, why do you have to come to the Song Mansion, and why are you estranged from me when you show favor to me." ā€

Bai Luoluo was speechless when asked, if it weren't for Song Lian becoming Zhao Qingfeng at night, she would have wanted to step forward and bite Song Lian, after all, the rabbit is in a hurry, and it will really bite.

"Don't look at me like that. Song Lian suddenly blindfolded Bai Luoluo's eyes: "Why do you have such a disgusted look in your eyes whenever you see me?"

Bai Luoluo felt that Song Lian must have misunderstood, she was just afraid of him, but she couldn't talk about disgusting these two words.

"In that case, why should I keep you? Song Lian was really moody, just now he was still in a deep tone, and now he seems to want to break Bai Luo's body into pieces, Bai Luoluo was pinched by Song Lian's neck and leaned against the wall before he could speak, Bai Luoluo is now the same mortal, both hands can't break Song Lian's hand on his neck, and there is darkness in front of him, Bai Luoluo suddenly broke a cold sweat on his body, if she really died in this illusion, then she really can't wake up in this world.

"Zhao.... Zhao... Qingfeng ......" Bai Luoluo pulled the wall and couldn't breathe, she knew that Song Lian was ruthless, and naturally she was careful to take precautions, if it weren't for Zhao Qingfeng, she was afraid that she wouldn't want to have anything to do with Song Lian in this life, but now it's good, she provoked a peach blossom in vain, and it was still a deadly peach blossom.

There was a sudden light in front of him, and the hand on his neck was also released, Bai Luoluo only saw Song Lian looking at his hand in disbelief, and then hugged her tightly in his arms: "I'm here." ā€

"Zhao Qingfeng ......" Bai Luoluo grabbed Zhao Qingfeng's neck and rubbed it hard, and the tears and snot all rubbed on Zhao Qingfeng's shoulder: "If you wake up late, I will be strangled to death by Song Lian." ā€

"With me, never again. Zhao Qingfeng seemed to be more scared than Bai Luoluo, Bai Luoluo suddenly remembered that this was a daylight, Zhao Qingfeng suddenly used Song Lian's body and didn't know what would happen, so he hurriedly pulled Zhao Qingfeng away and took a breath to look left and right: "Where do you feel uncomfortable when you force your body like this?"

"You're hurt. Zhao Qingfeng touched Bai Luoluo's neck and hurt so much that she gasped: "What kind of civil official should be such a great strength, you should go to the martial arts exam." ā€

"Zhao Qingfeng, you leave here quickly, if you are seen, it will be gossip. Bai Luoluo pushed Zhao Qingfeng out of the door, and went out of the cabinet to take out a silk scarf around his neck, Zhao Qingfeng stayed outside the door for a while and left, and after a while, a maid came to call Bai Luoluo, Bai Luoluo followed the maid to the main courtyard, Song Xuan looked at Bai Luoluo's dress and whispered to her: "You pretend to be sick and pretend to be real, wrap yourself in a face." ā€

Bai Luoluo did not deny it with a miserable face, but his eyes looked at Zhao Qingfeng and signaled to him that he was fine, and the main courtyard of the Song Mansion was full of friends waiting for Old Man Song to come, but the servants went three times, and they didn't see Old Man Song.

"That's—" Someone pointed to a small pond next to the main courtyard and exclaimed, and the pool floated up, could it be the owner of today's birthday, Old Man Song?

The original songs and laughter were all messed up at this time, and when the old man Song was salvaged up, he was already out of breath, Song Xuan rushed out of the crowd and lay down on the corpse and cried, looking at Bai Luoluo's nose was sour.

Although the old man Song and Bai Luoluo have not seen much, but it is also very good to Bai Luoluo, Bai Luoluo has been here for more than six months, and the old man Song has instructed his subordinates to come according to her preferences, so Bai Luoluo is also free in the house, Bai Luoluo still thought that he must cook a bowl of longevity noodles for the old man Song in private at night and send it over, but now he has not seen him for a while, and it is already heaven and man forever.

Even if it was just an illusion, Bai Luoluo really felt sadness.

Zhao Qingfeng rarely put his emotions on his face, so he just stepped forward and squatted down and patted Song Xuan's shoulder, and at night, the lanterns in the Song Mansion began to change color, and the guests also went back one by one to change into plain clothes and come to worship, a good wedding banquet became a funeral, which no one expected.

Song Xuan knelt beside the coffin and didn't speak, Zhao Qingfeng knelt on the other side, lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking, Bai Luoluo didn't know how many times he kowtowed, until the middle of the night, the Song Mansion was empty one after another, at this time there were only three people left in the mourning hall, Song Xuan stood up, staggered and grabbed Zhao Qingfeng's collar and shouted: "Is it you, is it you!"

Now it's not Song Lian, Bai Luoluo naturally won't let Zhao Qingfeng suffer this loss, he knelt down for a long time and got up and staggered forward to pull Song Xuan away, Song Xuan pushed Bai Luoluo away with red eyes or dragged Zhao Qingfeng tightly: "I, Song Xuan, respect you, believe in you, but I don't understand you, I don't understand that the eldest brother can't forget the hatred after twelve years, but that's our father, that's the father who raised us......"

Zhao Qingfeng seemed to know something, but he still didn't say it.

Bai Luoluo knew Zhao Qingfeng's embarrassment, since he used Song Lian's body, he naturally had to bear what Song Lian did.

"Since the eldest brother hates it like this, then why don't you take it together with my life?" Song Xuan slowly let go of Zhao Qingfeng and left the mourning hall with a particularly desolate smile.

And then he did. Zhao Qingfeng clenched his fists, and Bai Luoluo reached out to hold him, his eyes full of worry.

She didn't know how much Zhao Qingfeng was hiding from him, he always liked to look down on her, the reality was that so was the illusion.