This time he used his strength, and she was out of strength.

When they were separated again, there was no such thing as a jacquard pot in tacit understanding with each other.

Seeing that her hair was scattered, he remembered that she came in to rest angrily, and did not let Yahuan comb her hair, he reached out and took off the horizontal and vertical jewelry and put it on the high table.

The green silk is spread on the pillow like a cloud, like a pair of excellent satin, his fingers shuttle between it, he can't put it down, but the movements are gentle, and she is even more sleepy.

Seeing that her eyes were half-closed, he took off her coat and said softly: "Sleep for a while, but don't sleep too long, I'll ask Yahuan to call you later." ”

She nodded.

He helped her put the covers on her and walked out.

When I came to the door, I saw the pot of flowers again, and the emerald green leaves didn't even have buds, just like the relationship between He Chen and her. He smiled dumbly, and couldn't help it for a while, but after thinking about it carefully, He Chen had never received her heart, and he heard that he had traveled far away, so what did he care about?

Still, if she wanted to move it, he wouldn't stop her.

The next day, Cheng's carefully prepared a banquet, and came to invite him again in the morning, Luo Baoying was strange, and felt that these two aunts were too attentive, so she couldn't help but ask Wei Lang: "Looking forward, I am not close to you, how can I be so polite this time?" Didn't you see that you couldn't become a university scholar? ”

Wei Lang said lightly: "Just go and know." ”

Meaning, he doesn't know either.

Luo Baoying didn't say anything more.

This Wei family, except for Wei Lang and the big house, the courtyard of the second room, she is very familiar with other places, but she doesn't have to be like another bride, she has to walk around to take a look, after meeting the elders, she sat in front of the desk and read a book, Wei Lang saw that it was a chivalrous script, and couldn't help laughing: "Look at this, it's better to read a biography, it's more exciting than a script." ”

She covered the scroll, looked up and said, "Why don't we go to the study?" Pick more. When she said this, she stood up excitedly, "Go ahead, you only know how to teach me to write!" ”

Yan sù is going to die, and she is not allowed to be lazy to play.

Seeing her playful appearance, he smiled and said, "Let's go, this time you can watch whatever you want." ”

The two of them got excited and walked to the study.

Hearing the thrush bird from afar, it was still as beautiful as before, Luo Baoying listened to it sideways for a while, calculated it in her heart, and said in surprise: "It's been five years, how old is this bird?" ”

"Twelve."

Her eyes widened.

Remembering that she had just come to Wei's house at that time and studied with Wei Lang, she saw that he was always taking care of the bird very carefully, feeding it, bringing water to bathe it, and never making the maid ring move, so I knew that he valued it, who would have thought that this bird was so old, only three years younger than her.

"You've had it since you were very young?" She asked.

Wei Lang said: "No, it was raised by my father, and I ...... later," he paused, "I brought it to Kyoto." ”

His father had died at an early age, and she knew it, but she did not know that the thrush belonged to his father, and she looked at him sideways, and his expression did not change, nor did he reveal his sorrow, just as she had seen him in Kyoto, and thought that he had no grief for her death.

Isn't it, in fact, there are still some?

She shook his hand: "Father will be happy to see you raise the thrush so well." ”

Under the sun, her pupils looked a little light, like tea, clear to the bottom, full of tenderness, comforting him, he laughed: "Yes." Reaching out and caressing her cheek, "Father would be just as happy if he knew that I had married you." ”

She was a little embarrassed when he suddenly praised her, but quickly said, "Of course." ”

and reverted to his usual arrogance.

As the trail entered, I saw the thrush, and when I saw the master, I jumped happily in the cage, and Luo Baoying walked up quickly, wanting to take a closer look at it. At that time, she was hostile to Wei Lang, and she didn't want to study his things in detail, but now it's different, it was raised by her deceased father-in-law before.

Unexpectedly, there was a sound of footsteps in the study, only to hear the door creak, and Jin Huirui walked out of it.

Luo Baoying's face sank.

Jin Huirui was not displeased, and said with a smile: "Third brother, third brother and sister, are you also coming to the study?" She had a book in her hand, as if she had just picked it out.

Luo Baoying lost her appetite when she saw her, teased the thrush with blades of grass, and said lightly: "Yes." ”

"Are you here to write and draw, or to read?" She was very polite, and seeing that Luo Baoying didn't want to deal with it, she looked at Wei Lang and unfolded the book in her hand, "Third brother, I took this, I won't hinder you, right?" ”

The man on the opposite side was wearing a moon-white spring robe, wearing a jade crown and a jade belt, standing there quietly, like a lonely high snow on the top of the mountain, which could not be reached. But even so, she liked to see him wear robes of this color, as if it was the most suitable for him, and there was no one in the world who looked better than him.

Her eyes were a little stupid for a moment.

Wei Lang looked at it, raised his eyebrows, walked past her in disgust, and said coldly: "The study is common to everyone, you can see anything."

Like pouring cold water on her, Jin Huirui trembled, and remembered the back of him who turned around that day, knowing that he didn't like him. However, once again she realized that halal was cruel compared to anything else, and she thought to herself, now that she was his sister-in-law, and not the girl who had nothing to do with it before, why should she be so ruthless?

looked at Luo Baoying, who was standing on the steps and teasing the birds, and saw that the sun seemed to surround her, and the cloud sleeves were slightly flicked, even if the corners of her mouth were smiling with disdain, she was amazingly beautiful.

Her face became gloomy, this qiē was all because of Luo Baoying, and I don't know how the elders of the Wei family would agree to Wei Lang marrying her? Compared with the two families, the Luo family is so shabby, and the dowry is ridiculous, isn't she Luo Baoying just trying to marry into the Wei family for power and wealth, and what can she help the Wei family?

Wei Lang couldn't recognize it.

She rolled up her sleeves and walked down the path.

When she returned to the upper room of the second room, she saw that Cheng was telling Yahuan to go to the kitchen to ask for melons and fruits snacks, and she was very concerned about today's dishes, she felt strange, and turned her head to see Wei Lian sitting on one side playing with the rope, so she sat down and asked.

Wei Lian's face was a little red, and she didn't want to answer her, so she said lightly: "That's my third brother and third sister-in-law, my mother invited them over for a meal, what is it?" ”

Jin Huirui saw that she refused to say, and it was not easy to force her, so he thought of something and touched it out of his sleeve to her: "Look, you like to play rope, I'll give it to you." ”

It turned out to be a string of red beads, much more delicate than the one on Wei Lian's hand, she liked it, but she hesitated.

"I don't need it, it's not like you're still a little girl, this thing is the most suitable for you, and it's a waste of putting it there for me." Jin Huirui put the flip rope on the back of her hand, "You have white skin, look how beautiful you are, even if you don't play, it's beautiful on your wrist, I remember that I don't seem to have given you anything, take it." ”

In fact, Wei Lian is sixteen, where is the little girl? But she is willful, she doesn't want to grow up in her bones, and she likes to be a little girl. I was happy to hear these words, and I accepted it with a smile, and I looked at Jin Huirui a little kindly.

At noon, Wei Lang and Luo Baoying both came over, and they picked up more than a dozen books in the study, and the two of them were also good, so they asked the girls to send the books back, and they came to the second room.

Wei Chunfan, Wei Heng, and Wei Chong also arrived, although it was a family, the men and women were still divided into two tables.

Looking at the dazzling array of delicacies, Luo Baoying smiled at Cheng's family: "The second aunt is really bothered, in fact, this meal should have been entertained by the second uncle and me, and the second aunt is right." ”

When she doesn't lose her temper and doesn't get angry, the voice is even more warm like a spring breeze, which is very pleasant to listen to, and it reaches the ears of the man opposite through the screen.

Wei Lang smiled slightly.

Wei Heng, who was sitting beside him, thought of Luo Baoying's flower-like face, and his heart was a little unhappy, he was also attracted by Luo Baoying's appearance at the beginning, but Luo Baoying was not easy to approach, and her little cold look could make people stop. And the Luo family's family background is not good, so he lost interest, who expected to be married by Wei Lang in the end.

In addition to the unsatisfactory points, Luo Baoying is really the favorite wife of men.

Proud and beautiful, talented and beautiful, I guess when I conquer her, I can get great pleasure, right? He picked up the wine cup and tasted it, remembering his wife, and when he took off his makeup, he could barely call it delicate, but fortunately there was still some style, and the bed was not without fun.

I also like him very much, he couldn't get out of bed that day in the cave room, and he knew that he asked the kitchen to boil chicken soup to make up for him, which can be regarded as a good wife. No wonder his mother saw this and gave the most valuable pair of jade bracelets in the makeup to her daughter-in-law, he thought that he should also be content, after all, the Jin family relies on the relationship of the Luo family, which will be very helpful to him in the future.

And what does the Locke have? Marrying Luo Baoying is good, but what's the use of anything else.

He raised the wine cup and said, "Third brother, you were in a hurry to go to the cave room the day before yesterday, and I haven't had a good drink with you, so I have to make up for it this time." ”

On the face, the Wei family is passable, at least outside, it will not make people feel discordant, Wei Lang smiled: "Thanks to you for helping me block it for a while." He lifted the air and drank the wine.

Cheng Shi behind the screen suddenly spoke: "Lang'er, that night, it seems that Yichunhou who drank the most with you, but I didn't expect that he hadn't come to our house for several years, I thought ...... As a result, not only did he come to do more with you in person, but he also drank so much wine that he asked someone to carry him back, but you are close friends on weekdays? Why don't you ever invite him over? ”

Yichun Hou Luo Tianchi, the proud son of the sky, and now it is the age of the prime, how many people want to marry him, Luo Baoying only then understood Cheng's intentions.

She glanced at Wei Lian, she lowered her head, and rarely showed the shyness of her daughter's family...... Do you want to marry her to Luo Tianchi?

That's really funny, the Jin family and the Luo family are also relatives, why don't you take that road and follow them? She glanced at Kim Hye-rui, but saw that her face suddenly became ugly.

Yes, with Jin Huirui, how can you invite Luo Tianchi? Her younger brother is the only one who is docile in front of her, and no one else except the eldest aunt, the second aunt, and Yang Xu don't sell anyone's face.

With only Wei Lian's temperament, it may be difficult to enter the Yichun Hou Mansion, and she will not let her younger brother jump into the fire pit anyway.

After thinking about it, he could only hear Wei Lang's cold voice: "It's not familiar, that day was just a whim of the Hou Ye." ”