Who owns the second half of the Cang Yue Lian Bi Terrace Hotel?

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Eighteen years ago, the famine in Qingzhou almost wiped out the Wu family.

"In the first year of Jianyan, there was chaos and Qingzhou was hungry. People slaughter meat, and officials can prohibit it, so they are called' vegetable people'. Wu's family is also trapped, so it's hard to see how hungry they are. Zhang Ting's wife's name is Xing Niang, but she was killed in the massacre in exchange for food for the family. I shivered, just waiting for the knife and axe to be added to me. However, the butcher saw his brilliance and planned to flirt with him, but the woman refused. Don't kill each other to seduce, don't obey, but lie on the ground and let anyone kill you. The butcher hated it, cut it in the middle of the year, and broke his left wrist. The woman sobbed and fainted, but she had no regrets. If a guest can't bear to see it, he will redeem it at double the price to help his family out of the deserted city and return to the south. "

It is such a bloody record that Wu, who is heartbroken, is full of admiration for this woman in wrist fracture.

When Xing Niang led the younger generation into the room, she saw that the seat was empty and the woman in white had disappeared.

The middle-aged belle sighed, ignoring the child's inquiry and surprised eyes-this girl in white has always been such a temper and tracks. I just don't know when to meet again after today.

Maybe at that time, she was already a dying old woman. She was still cold and young. /kloc-I saw the youth in a bloody slaughterhouse 0/8 years ago. He didn't see any aging-this benefactor is really not a mortal, but a fairy from heaven, right?

I remember that at that time, even if there was a state of war outside, the woman in white was indifferent. When she bypassed the butcher shop with broken limbs, she remained motionless. Qingzhou city is turbulent and hungry, but this woman is still as white as snow, as if there is an invisible barrier separating her from this troubled world.

At this time, she saw her left hand cut off by the butcher and came to her eyes with blood stains: "Bitch! Not from, is it? I'll chop you up with a knife ... I'll see if you can keep your mouth shut! "

She couldn't help crying in pain, but she didn't beg for mercy, and her voice changed: "The butcher ... is not selling himself."

Selling meat is not selling yourself-what a ridiculous remark! However, this situation is based on blood drop. The body can be sold, cut on a knife and cooked into food. However, she will not sell her dignity at the same time, and a woman should be sober-this is what she was taught from an early age.

The butcher's knife cut into her body again. Before the pain made her unconscious, she saw the white woman passing by the butcher's shop stop and her eyes swept lightly.

I don't know why, but she seems to see deep pity in those cold eyes.

"I bought this dish at double the price."

When I woke up again, I was no longer in the slaughterhouse, and there were few flowers and trees in the room. The injured wrist is bleeding, but it has been bandaged. She opened her eyes and called out to the benefactor. The woman in white next to her took a bowl of lily and lotus seed soup to feed her.

Hungry. Xing Niang wolfed down half a bowl, but suddenly stopped and refused to eat.

"thank you for your kindness ... but my father-in-law and uncle haven't eaten for several days ... me, myself, how dare I eat?" Facing the questioning eyes of the woman in white, she bowed her head timidly, and the pain hit her heart, which made her tremble all over.

The woman in white looked at her, her eyes still full of pity. Suddenly, Xing Niang heard her sigh.

"Why do women, children and the weak have to be sacrificed in every famine and turmoil in this world?" The pain in the eyes of a girl in white is beyond Xing Niang's comprehension. Xing Niang only listened to her coldly looking out the window and said to herself, "Yes, when the whole family can't survive, the old man is the elder, the children and grandchildren are the hope, and the man is the head of the family-then, naturally, should women sacrifice?"

Xing Niang looked at the rescuer, but was startled by the woman's words. She muttered for a long time: "In fact, I am just a burden to the Wu family. I am the most useless-I can't farm, I can't support my family, and I waste food in vain. It is better to sell yourself and save your family. "

Hearing her words, the woman in white was dazed and suddenly laughed-she was pale, her eyes were cold, and there was a small tear mole in the corner of her eye. It was this mole that made her smile with some crying expressions.

"The hearts of women in the world are always the most compassionate. For the sake of their families, they can put themselves aside." The girl in white shook her head, sighed, smiled and raised her finger. Just listening to "poof Lala", Xing Niang saw a white parrot fly out of the corner and land on her shoulder. "But you're right-women can't farm or bring home the bacon. No wonder they are always sacrificed every time they reach a critical moment. "

"I am willing to be a vegetable and change food for my family-Zhang Ting didn't force me, he didn't know I sneaked out." Although Xing Niang didn't quite understand the meaning of women, she repeatedly spoke to excuse her husband.

"I'm not saying you ..." The girl in white gave her a look, lightly, with a thoughtful look in her eyes. "This is true for any generation. Once the war begins, women and children are always sacrificed. Even Zhang Xun, a famous minister in the Tang Dynasty, couldn't keep the city. He also ordered women to kill the canteen. You said that a woman's life is so cheap? "

"Ah?" Xing Niang hasn't read a book. She doesn't know what the girl in white is saying. She just stared at her.

The girl in white stroked the parrot, and a cold light suddenly appeared in her eyes: "Heaven and earth are heartless, heaven and earth are heartless ... this world is unfair to women. But-"She looked back at Xing Niang, who had broken her left hand, and said slowly," You know, life cannot be underestimated. "

What's your name, benefactor? "Xing niang speechless, had to ask something else.

"My name is white snail." The woman in white replied lightly, and the parrot flapped its wings on her shoulder.

That was eighteen years ago.

At that time, if this girl named Bailuo hadn't saved her from the butcher's knife and helped her family escape from Qingzhou, away from famine and turmoil, and returned to their hometown in the south of the Yangtze River, no one in the Wu family would be alive today.

After sending them away from Qingzhou, the woman in white drifted away and never showed up for more than ten years.

Zhang Ting and she helped each other and watched the woman leave. The whole family knelt down and kowtowed heavily together. At that time, she thought to herself, I'm afraid such a woman is not a mortal, right?

After more than ten years, it is not surprising that Xing Niang saw that the girl in white looks like that.

However, although time has passed for a long time, after crossing the river, life has gradually settled down and life has become comfortable and calm. However, the kind of trembling that was stabbed and dying has always been engraved in my heart. Many nights, she dreamed that she was dismembered like a pig or a dog, her hands and feet were dripping with blood and she was hung by an iron hook. She woke up in the middle of the night and was sweating profusely.

She often thinks, what kind of fear and pain should those slaughtered creatures have in their hearts?

After that, she fasted for many years and stopped eating meat.

-The ancient trees behind Lingyin Temple are towering, and the sun is shaded by shade. From time to time, there are birds singing, which sets off the silence of the empty mountain.

White silk shoes stopped on the stone road. The white snail sighed slightly and didn't want to see those people again ... Let bygones be bygones. Now move on with your life-but those women must remember.

Her hand was on the stone by the roadside, and suddenly she felt something strange coming-

Suddenly lowered his head.

I saw my pale palm, faintly transparent on the dark and cold stone. This stone is quite strange, thin and uneven, not like the common stones in Jiangsu and Zhejiang at all, but abrupt and flying, without a trace of ordinary gas. Three overlapping, one higher than the other, stacked along the hillside.

Staring at the boulder, Bai Luo's eyes gradually became dignified. Slowly, he raised his hand on the stone.

His hand is engraved with words, which have obviously been chiseled for a long time, and the scarlet originally painted on the words has faded, leaving only a dark lettering.

That's the end of a horizontal line.

The white snail's eyes followed the horizontal line and saw three big characters engraved on the stone: Sansheng Stone.

"Old ghost on the stone, don't talk about the wind.

"Shamed lovers meet each other far away, although this body is never loyal."

Under the three big characters, there is also a quatrain the size of a copper coin.

Her eyes suddenly sharpened.

Even the parrot was extremely nervous, grabbing her shoulder, and Cher's eyes showed complicated emotions. White snail looked at those three words, her hands seemed very hot, and she couldn't help but hold her heart-there, a small reading glasses seemed to be stuck to her heart, making her feel cold and awake.

Back to this sansheng stone.

It turns out that I've been wandering for so long-it's been 60 years since I last came to this stone in Zhongtianzhu? Another complete cycle. All legends seem to draw a circle, from the end to the starting point.

Lonely eternal life, what a cruel time it is.

Fortunately, there is one more person to wait for. It's a cycle of sixty years, and it's time to meet him again ... If it weren't for working side by side, if it weren't for erin brockovich's insistence on what she thinks needs to be adhered to, perhaps, in hundreds of years of lonely eternal life, she would have surrendered to the fate arranger on Kunlun Mountain.

Leaning behind the stone, all of a sudden, countless reincarnation, countless things encountered in fate flooded into my heart-how many joys and sorrows I have seen, joys and sorrows; How many times have I been through? Where will you go? There is overwhelming grief and death. The white snail suddenly felt irresistible. With a soft hand, he propped up the stone wall and closed his eyes.

Seeing this sansheng stone again, then, the wheel of fate is turning again, right?

"Don't see him." Suddenly, in a silent empty mountain, a voice sounded softly in my ear, which startled the white snail-I turned my head but saw no one, only the white parrot stood quietly on the stone and looked at her with black bean-like eyes.

Those eyes turned out to be the same. Regret and regret.

This time, Bai Luo didn't shut Cher up again. She smiled wearily and shook her head. "I want to see him again."

"But you will be sad." Cher obviously nasty, jumped on the stone, the wings of the white parrot, falling, has become a girl wearing a snow coat, a pull on the sleeve of the white snail, "see? He is a mortal and can only live for decades. At that time, you watched him grow old, suffering, illness and death. Nothing you can do can stop it. You have to be an immortal monster-how many generations have passed, isn't there enough hole in your heart? "

"That's the punishment of the heavenly queen-Cher." Suddenly, Bailuo laughed, stopped the child's words, stroked Sanshengshi and shook his head. "You know, I dared to do that, and I can predict it today-it's just a waste of time."

"That's crazy ... you two are crazy." Although the girl in Yi Xue looks like a child, she speaks with an adult tone. She looked up at Bai Luo, and her brow was puzzled. "Sister Bai Luo, I have been with you. I go there wherever you go and never complain-but you love that guy so much? Really don't care about that guy? "

"Where is he? Maybe not because I love him. " A smile appeared on the corner of the white snail's mouth, and she suddenly shook her head. The mole in the corner of her eye moved. "Hey, after all, you've only been studying for three hundred years, and you still don't understand."

The woman in white looked at the western sky, and her eyes suddenly became distant and unpredictable. For a long time, she suddenly sighed lightly and whispered, "That's because we are all rebels who go against God's will."

What else did cher say? After hearing this, Bai Luo suddenly seemed a little nervous. She raised her hand and patted the bun: "Shh-someone is coming, change it back quickly!" "

"Oh, you won't meet that man as soon as you see the Sanshengshi today, will you?" Cher was taken aback and muttered. However, footsteps came from nearby, and she hurriedly put on her sleeves. With a bang, she turned back into a white parrot, spinning in the air and flying to the white snail's shoulder to stop.

Sure enough, someone came on the empty mountain road. A monk in clothes and sandals came from Zhongtianzhu Temple and leaned down at the pool in front of the stone.

-Could it be this guy?

The white snail felt the claws of the white parrot suddenly tighten on her shoulders, and Cher jumped around uneasily. However, the undressed monk just bent down to pick water lilies by the pool, without looking up or seeing his face clearly.

There used to be a pool in front of the Three Holy Stones. In June, the lotus leaf field by the pool was full of white lotus flowers.

The eyes of the woman in white have never been so uneasy. She looked at the monk picking lotus, unconsciously fiddling with the sansheng stone, but never spoke.

Xuanming! In silence, suddenly a clear cry broke the empty mountain.

The white snail was taken aback and turned his head like lightning. Seeing the white parrot on his shoulder, he couldn't help but blurt out a name: "Xuanming!" "

Hearing the sound, the monk on the edge of Lianchi turned around and was a little surprised that there was still sound on such an empty mountain.

As soon as he looked back, the white snail suddenly took a long breath-

Not him. Not Xuan Ming.

These are the eyes of the world, not the occult. Even though I haven't seen her for decades, she still knows her.

"Birds are naughty. The master was frightened. " She smiled and bowed, but sighed in her heart-it seems that it will take some trouble to find that person on earth like previous generations.

The monk returned a gift, but did not answer. He just picked up the broken lotus and hurried away.

In the Song Dynasty, etiquette was the most rigorous. I met a woman in the mountains. Although she is a monk, I'm afraid even a word is suspected. In the cold sun, the white snail went down the path to the pool.

The lotus in this pool should be folded for Buddha, right?

Thought of here, her heart jumped inexplicably, and suddenly she heard Cher on her shoulder exclaim-just as the white snail looked down at the flowers, all the lotus flowers in the pool suddenly opened!

"Oh my God! Sister white snail, look ... it's you, it's you! " Cher called to get up, dark and liquid eyes looked at the pool full of lotus, "how can you see this flower on the earth? Who ... who planted it? "

The white snail looked down at his reflection in the water-however, there was only one Bai Lianhua in the water, which was shining with the sun and the morning mist. Jade carving petals are dotted with a little green, like a drop of tears.

That's her real body. It has been hundreds of years since she fell into the mortal world.

The white snail leaned down and picked a water lily to watch-every petal of the white lotus had a drop of green. Looking at it, she seemed to be infatuated and blurted out: "Yes, it's Beatrice ... Beatrice. Is it really his kind? "

"Who planted it? Xuanming? He has this ability? " Cher flew down in surprise, stood on a lotus flower and looked at the reflection in the water. "White snail elder sister, you are in front of the west hall than lotus. After five thousand years of practice, you have converted to Buddhism-these flowers are your two places at once! "

The white snail's finger was raised, and the lotus suddenly fell back into the water lightly and grew back on the broken stem.

"Don't make a fuss. On that day, the fairy banquet in Yaochi flowed, and the hairpin left by drunkenness could be turned into a human Hosta flower. Although Taibi Lotus is a fairy in the sky, it can naturally appear on earth as long as it is properly introduced. " The white snail smiled and reached out to touch the lotus leaf in the pool. "Besides, lotus is rootless and lives on water-this is a Buddhist holy land."

The white parrot jumped on the lotus leaf and landed on another lotus flower, cocked its head, but its eyes were smart: "Ah! Interesting ... This time Xuan Ming came to you first and planted such a bunch of flowers in front of Sansheng Stone. "

Bailuo shook his head with a wry smile: "It's easy-I'll ask the elders of Zhongtianzhu Temple who planted this lotus pond and I'll find him. I hope he is not far away at this time. "

"White snail, come on." Cher flapped her wings and flew back to her shoulder. Suddenly, she said softly, "Don't bow your head!"

An hour later, when he came out of the gate of Zhongtianzhu Temple, Bailuo had an indescribable complex smile on his face.

Walking on the mountain road, there are few pedestrians, and the smile on the woman's face in white slowly spreads, which is bottomless-but in a word, joy. This kind of joy, even Cher, is something she has never seen in decades. It seems that that person is still very important to her. Otherwise, how could she be so happy to see that person now?

Cher cocked his head, when he was in a trance, suddenly feel motionless, hurriedly jumped up-

When there was no one around, the white snail suddenly raised his arm with a smile and danced lightly on the floor of the forest.

A woman who is usually so cold and reserved has a pair of eyes that can see through the world of mortals. However, at this moment, she seems to be an inexperienced child, dancing freely in the forest because of joy. Long black hair swept her usual cold cheeks, and a long white dress caught her like smoke, which made her make up her mind.

That's cold smoke, Cui.

The parrot landed on the tree and watched quietly. Suddenly, there was a sigh in his eyes-three hundred years ago ... at the Yaochi meeting three hundred years ago, I saw the white snail goddess dancing so heartily, didn't I?

At that time, the Queen Mother of the West celebrated the birthday of all the immortals, and Zhan Lu and Bailuo were present, and danced "Cold Smoke Cui" to celebrate the birthday of the Queen Mother of the West.

Zhan Lu drew his sword and danced, and the white snail floated and whirled, one black and one white, one rigid and one soft, which made all the fairies in the sky clap their hands and applaud. Nine fairies also scattered fairy flowers in succession, and the three realms were shocked for a time.

With a flick of a finger, how many vicissitudes passed. ...

However, just as the white snail danced in the forest like a light smoke and the parrot was shocked, a gust of wind blew and countless rain flowers fell in the air, colorful and dazzling, wrapped in the dancing body of a girl in white-

"Look! Look! " The white parrot cried and flew to the white snail's shoulder. He looked at the flower trees on the roadside with black bean eyes, and his claws caught the squeak on the white snail's shoulder, which was hard to hide his excitement. "It is my sisters! My sisters are coming! "

A dancing white snail stopped and looked up at the empty forest, but smiled, bowed and whispered into the air, "Dear sisters, go home today and see you next year." Say hello to Master Di Qing for me. "

The empty mountain is silent, and the trees on the roadside are tied with fake flowers and banners made of silk of various colors. The name of the flower god is written on the banner, floating in the summer when the residual flowers are vague and the trees are swaying, dotted with this festival of sending spring home.

However, in the invisible air, there are more than a dozen beautiful women dressed in various colors, with feathers, standing at the top of the flower tree. Hearing the white snail, they all bent down and folded their hands: "Sister, take care."

Yang Yuhuan, the God of Apricot Blossoms, Zhang Lihua, the God of Pomegranate Flowers, and Acho, a fairy middleman who can't turn decay into magic, all looked up and looked at her reluctantly. Suddenly, they raised their hands together-as if the mountain wind had blown the open forest, and the only petals on those flower trees danced with the wind and whirled down to the open space.

The white snail smiled, relaxed his hands and raised his arms. In the colorful rain flowers, she whirled sideways, with black hair and white clothes flying.

"Cher, tomorrow we will go to Xuanming." She smiled and held out her hand gently, stopping the parrot on her finger and whispering. Then, he smiled and disappeared briskly into the Woods beside the path.

That dance, although it didn't shock the three worlds for nine days like it did 300 years ago, was enough to shock a bystander.

Until the back of the girl in white disappeared in the shadow of Tianzhu Mountain, your son still didn't return to absolute being. Under the camellia tree, he looked blankly at the empty space that had been deserted by the residual flowers. It was not until the child's gasps and hisses came from behind that he brought back the lost Yu Di from the abbot's spread room that the son of Jade Crown suddenly woke up.

"Second childe, do you still have to go to Miss Xue to listen to music?" Seeing Master's trance, the child in Tsing Yi reminded him, "Miss Xue bothers you not to go to Taohuaju for a few days-you can't be late this time."

"What xue girl peach blossom! Book I tell you, just now I really met a stunning woman ... "Childe has been staring at the direction of the white woman to leave, pinched his hand, it hurts. "This is not a dream! There are such women in this world. I really lived in vain for 26 years. "

Shu Hui didn't expect her son to change his gender so soon. He paused and smiled with Yu Di: "Oh, today is June 6th. Isn't it a coincidence that my son met Hua Xian? "

Childe has reached the glade where the white spiral dance just happened, bent down, picked up a fallen petal and sniffed it gently under his nose, feeling drunk.

After listening to the boy's joke, he actually took it seriously, thought for a long time and smiled: "Yes ... how can such a woman be human?" Is it a fairy? "

-In the early morning, the dawn of Tianshui Lane was quiet and there was no voice.

Gu Dama opened the door, ready to make a statement, but she was taken aback-I don't know when, there was a woman in white and dark hair standing at the door, and her hair was wet with dew. She seems to have stood in the morning light for a long time.

"White girl?" Seeing the woman's appearance clearly, Aunt Gu was taken aback. She almost didn't hold the claw fence in her hand and rushed to open the door, wiping her apron with her other hand. "The girl got up so early? Wait a minute. Aunt will open the shop immediately and bring you soy milk. "

"Well, aunt, don't be busy yet." The white snail smiled quietly and stopped her. "The white snail wants to talk to you."

Aunt Gu looked at this indifferent woman with some surprise, only to see the white parrot on her shoulder moving its claws slightly uneasily. The white snail said in her ear, "I just got a reply from my parents in the south, saying that the Zeng family is a good family, and they have no opinion on it. Let me decide to get married-"

"Oh, yes, isn't it?" Aunt Gu patted her thigh and smiled happily. She took Bai Luo's hand and dragged her to the bench by the window. She was filled with joy and looked up and down. "I mean, except Zeng's second son, no one deserves the appearance and personality of such a white girl! What's more, Mrs Tseng urges me to ask her what she likes about white girls every day-I'll reply at dawn! "

Bai Luo smiled, and a happy look appeared on his plain face. However, what she said made Aunt Gu almost jump up from the stool: "But, Aunt, I am not going to marry the second son of the Zeng family, but the eldest son of the Zeng family."

"This, this-white girl met big childe?" Aunt Gu was shocked and her heart thumped. She expected that most white girls had affairs with others, but she had to ask. No, the white snail shook his head and smiled. "There has never been such a thing. I saw a pool of lotus planted by the eldest son in front of the three stones in Tianzhu. "

"Oh ... no wonder. I said, "Why is the girl pointing to the eldest son of the Zeng family?" Aunt Gu breathed a sigh of relief, but she looked anxious. She thought for a moment, shook her head and advised, "Yes, the eldest son is a flower lover, and the girl is also a flower lover. No wonder she's interested-but the eldest son can't marry. "

White snail looked at the woman's serious expression and asked slightly, "Why can't you get married?" ? Could it be a monster with blue blushing hair? "

"Ah, it's not a monster, just a little crazy-always saying something crazy that no one can understand, saying that she went to Kunlun to see the heavenly queen, and she was eccentric and refused to marry anyway, saying that those women were not the sons of Baihua Tseng's family he was waiting for! In the past, many good women in Beijing wanted to marry, and they were all beaten out by him. " Aunt Gu's luck fell for a long time. "I offended several prominent families in the city, making them afraid to kiss him in the future-so this time the old lady asked me to find a suitable one for my second son."

"Ah, and this?" The white snail was not surprised, but suddenly smiled while covering her mouth. Even the white parrots on their shoulders let out a whoop of "Oh", and some jumped on the table lively and looked at the white snail with their heads fixed on one side.

"I heard that the second son of Zeng's family is not very reliable." The white snail smiled quietly without any emotion.

Aunt Gu hesitated for a moment, only to find that the girl had heard the rumors in the market, and she complained that the Tseng family really couldn't control their son and wanted to be the devil on earth, but her mouth had to be broken: "Hey, white girl, where do you listen to other people's gossip?" Two childe looks and personality are first-class, just a little romantic-but to say playboy, how can you not love Joe? It is also that he has never seen a girl's body like this. If he knew, he would still be in the Qin Lou Chu Guan. "

Hearing this, Bailuo just sneered slightly, but didn't answer a word, which made Aunt Gu nervous-she also knew the white girl's temper. If she has a plan in mind, it's no use being a lotus with a smooth tongue-but she doesn't know what she's thinking now.

"If I want to marry, I will marry Zeng, and no one else will." Aunt Gu stopped talking, and Bai Luo looked up and said, "I'll ask Aunt Gu to send a message to the Tsengs-"

Seeing Aunt Gu dumbfounded, Bailuo thought for a moment and took something out of her arms and put it in Aunt Gu's hand: "Don't worry, Aunt, why don't you show him this mirror?" He naturally cares. "

See aunt gu still staring at her stupefied, white smiled and shook his head, stood up and walked a long way.

It's already bright outside. Aunt Gu will definitely watch the white woman walk out the door with a parrot, but she is still surprised and speechless. When her palm touched something cold, Aunt Gu looked down and saw the small mirror in her hand.

The diameter is only four inches wide, the oval and bronze colors are staggered, and the back is inlaid with the lotus pattern of gold, silver and green leaves, which is complex, gorgeous and full of ancient meaning.

"What shall I tell the old lady?" Looking at the inexplicable token in her hand, it took Gu Dama a long time to return to absolute being, stopped doing business, hesitated for a long time, and finally got up and headed for Zengfu.

"The mirror according to people, the mirror according to people.

"Without the shadow of the fairy, the moon will shine."

The mirror doesn't come back ... The white snail stands among the flowers, looking at the stationery and a few lines of elegant running script in his hand, and suddenly it seems like a dream.

Xuanming ... Xuanming, I found you.

"Oh, I didn't expect it to be really easy to say!" Aunt Gu, who wrote back, was sitting in the lobby. Speaking of Cui's marriage, she still feels incredible. "It's really strange. This big childe is determined not to marry. Although the old lady wanted to marry a girl, she hesitated and was afraid that her eldest son would not-it happened that as soon as I took out the mirror, the eldest son was like a treasure, tossing and turning, and now she agreed. I didn't make the old lady happy! "

The white snail didn't answer. When Aunt Gu saw that Bailuo had received a reply from her eldest son, she kept reading it, thinking that the white girl had mostly lied, and the two had had an affair before, so she was willing to get married. Such a thought, my eyes couldn't help showing contempt-although the girl in white is quiet and loyal when dealing with people on weekdays, this is the case.

"Oh, thank you, Aunt." It took a long time to change my mind. He smiled when he received the letter. He casually asked, "What about the second son?"

Aunt Gu glanced at Bailuo and said with a smile, "There is nothing to talk about with the second young master-to tell the truth, the second young master was a little reluctant to get married, and the old lady was afraid of his passion for playing outside in recent years and wanted to tell him about his wife-she was naturally happy that she didn't have to get married this time."

White snail nodded, took out a piece of silver from her pocket and said that she had the right to be Xie Yi. Aunt Gu made some concessions and accepted. She smiled and said, "The Cui family said that the girl is single in Beijing, and the woman should be simple-just consider that pair of glasses as a dowry. The girl can rest assured that she will wait until the ninth day of September, the auspicious day of the zodiac-Baihua Cuijia is also a prominent family in Beijing. It is natural for the eldest son to get married, and she will not be wronged at all. "

The white snail just smiled, as if he didn't mind it.

"Hey, Cher, I'm really getting married this time." After seeing Aunt Gu off, Bailuo closed the door and went back to her room. Suddenly she sighed and said to the parrot on the shelf, "You don't have to ask me when I got married."

She sighed and smiled, then took out the letter and looked at it jokingly: "Really, I don't know what Xuanming's life is like-tall and thin? I hope I can be more handsome than the poor scholar in my previous life. "

Listening to her smile to herself, the white parrot purred and shook its wings, looking "too lazy to talk to you".

White snail began to write paper again, looking at the poem above, slowly, the look on his brow became distant and dignified-this life has just begun, and the road ahead is unknown. Seeing Xuan Ming's death in my last life is still vivid in my mind, and it hurts my heart and lungs every time I think about it, making people feel powerless and helpless.

However, she thinks she has enough courage to face the myriad changes in the future.

The mirror goes with people, and the mirror returns to people. Without the shadow of the fairy moth, the moon would shine in the sky.

Now, second time around, but what about the future?

-Note:

The full name of lotus (water lily) is lotus, a kind of water lily. ..... The leaves are round and blue, with many flower names, and the other one is at the back. Ordinary reds and whites can be seen everywhere in Shui Ze.

Taibi Lotus has green spots on its white petals and green leaves in the room.

-Qing Dynasty? Reading glasses written by Chen Haozi? Volume six? Flowers and plants