MTL - Reborn: Revenge of the Concubine’s Daughter-Chapter 30 Love is falling like rain

Updated: 2013-07-08

"Master Zhenzhu, when is Miss Three coming out? I and the people in Ding Rong's family have passed the word, and now they have been waiting for half an hour. This sedan chair is an hour and a drop of money. Look at her ..." The nun mouth of Ding Rong's house, who was not far away, whispered to Zhenzhu, "She is the second wife's eyes and ears, and reports everything to the second wife ..."

In the direction of her mouth, Zhenzhu stared at the woman. She was extremely well-dressed, dry and thin, with a clean complexion. She was fifty years old.

Ding Rong's eyes and nose, nose and heart, when she saw someone in Taoist temple, she raised her eyelids and asked, "Will that one be ready? When can I leave? The old work is busy and the time is not delayed. Up. "

Zhenzhu smiled slightly and turned to Gao Dashan's family and said, "Gao Dasao, that day because you were too rushed, I was awkward and didn't explain Miss He's original words, it was really a fight. He The lady has said long ago that she intends to live in Daoguan until the 17th of this month and return to Luo's house. Today is 13th, so she can't leave now, so I want you to run for nothing. "

Gao Dashan's family stunned and turned to look at Ding Rong's.

Ding Rong's sneer said: "Can't go ?! It's strange, what kind of shelf is her side? The old lady misses her all day at home, saying she is sensible and filial, and hopes that the stars and the moon will wait for her Go back. But this one, the sedan chair has already arrived at the door, but he said he would stay a few more days. This is considered filial piety? In my opinion, even half of our second lady can't feel it. "

Zhenzhu smiled, still ignored her, just pulled Gao Dashan's house into the gate, whispered a word, and finally gave her two rounds of money.

After listening, Gao Dashan's family nodded again and again, smiling and receiving the money. Zhenzhu left.

The Gao Dashan family walked out of the Taoist temple, and said to the three footmen who were carrying cigarette rods and swallowing clouds and fog, "You don't need to carry a sedan here, go down the mountain yourself, even if you have a hoist of money, you are invited to drink." The skeptical Ding Rong's family smirked and said, "It's no use glaring at me, Miss Three won't leave, can't we tie her away? Besides, she listens to the scriptures in Taoism for a few more days, too. Good things for self-cultivation. While the day is still bright, let's go down the mountain and hurry! "

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In the bitter Qiao Yuan, He Danggui and Taixi came out one after the other.

He Danggui stopped at the gate of the courtyard and laughed: "The Lord doesn't have to give it away anymore, the little girl dare not be taken seriously."

"Blessing is infinite," Taixi waved Fuchen to his elbow and bowed deeply. "Miss He has a kind heart and Fuze is boundless. I'll take care of this matter! Thank you!"

He Danggui smiled cleverly: "Guanzhu helped me a lot, and thanked me in turn? Guandu is at ease, I will try my best to do this, Guanzhu stayed away." He walked out of the bitter academy, and watched too much. Holding her back until she turned away from the corner and disappeared into view.

He Danggui was very happy, and the pace under his feet was much lighter.

She did not expect that things would go so smoothly. She did two things at once. Now she only needs to go down the mountain to find a few reliable feetmen, because she ca n’t use her aunt in Taoism. In this way, tomorrow she can honor what she said before, please be quiet and eat braised lion head and roast duck, and add some clothing accessories ...

Turning around another yard, as he passed through the bamboo forest, a crimson figure broke into sight. He Danggui stopped in a hurry, suddenly something was involved in his heart.

Near a branch of green bamboo, a person leaned against the bamboo slant, facing her way side by side, but faintly blocked her way. As always, the Wenrun jade crown, as always, the Fengshenjunlang, but without the bright smile as before, there is a gloomy gloomy breath.

At a moment of hesitation by He Danggui, Duan Xiaolou suddenly tilted her head and looked over here, her eyes locked on her.

They were speechless for a moment.

The autumn wind blew through, and the leaves fell like rain, one after another, brushing their cheeks, shoulders, clothes, and long hair, stopping here in an almost eternal manner.

Suddenly, Duan Xiaolou suddenly disappeared in place, and suddenly appeared near He Danggui. He Danggui was startled a little, stepped back unconsciously, but he restrained his left shoulder. He took another half-step closer, slowly bent down, and lowered his head again.

She was so low she only reached his chest;

She was so fragile that she couldn't bear the autumn wind;

She is so icy and snowy that she is pitiful and regretful;

She is so strong and stubborn that it makes people love and hate;

She was so young that she was born thirteen years later than him.

Duan Xiaolou bowed her head to help her pick up a few bamboo leaves, gently shred the shredded hair in her ear to the back of her ear, and stared at the alert girl, her eyes soft and bitter: "Leaves, The bun was hung. "

At this moment, she did not start sideways, because she found her eyes in those pupils, and her dark pupils.

Duan Xiaolou stepped back half a step without a trace, and the corner of his lips evoked an arc, and his smile did not reach his eyes. He Danggui bowed his head and whispered. Duan Xiaolou didn't speak again, and the two fell into a long silence.

"You and I--"

The two spoke at the same time and closed their mouths at the same time. Eyes intersected, and Duan Xiaolou gestured to her with her eyes first to say that her lips were opened and closed twice, and she finally found her voice: "If the fire broke out last night, can you sell it to you as if it never happened ... The Taishi teacher asked me to ask you. "

Duan Xiaolou looked at her thoughtfully and slowly answered, "I can't say no to your request."

He Danggui breathed a sigh of relief, noting that Duan Xiaolou was playing with a green jade fracture fan in his hands, and his fingers were matched with the green jade between his fingers, flowing with an elegant luster. Don't look away, He Danggui watched a bamboo shoot on the ground and said goodbye: "It's not early, I'm back to my place of residence."

Duan Xiaolou nodded: "I'll send you." Without waiting for her to say a few words, he took the lead to go out, and the fallen leaves under his feet were "stepped", He Danggui hesitated for a moment.

"By the way, Lord Lingtang has a reply." Duan Xiaolou took out an envelope from his arms and handed it to He Danggui. "Scudder arrived only this morning. He said that Lord Lingtang has been sitting in Sanqingguan, no matter what. What he said was that the aunt there refused to pass in the news outside. So he had to live in Sanqingguan for a few days, and when the Lord Lingtang went out, he sent the letter to her.

He Danggui showed a happy face, held up the envelope with both hands, and even claimed to thank, never noticed that Duan Xiaolou above his head was looking at his face in a daze. I have been thinking about this reply these days, and now I finally have it. She can't wait to go back to see it, so she stops and tears the white envelope on the spot.

An embroidered purse with a thin strand of hair; an ink painting depicting a high-walled courtyard, a mulberry tree in the courtyard, the autumn wind sweeping the yellow leaves.

The title poem in the painting is: "The mulberry leaves are not falling, the leaves of it are Woruo, Yu Jiuxi, and no food mulberry!"

I looked at it again and again a few times, why did Danggui feel aggrieved, mother and mother, why are you always hurting and hurting for those who are not worth your effort? Even if everyone else is false to you, you still have a daughter! Mother, your daughter came back to see you from another world, how could you never even write words of care to her? Did you know that your daughter misses you so much? She crawled back from the **** swamp eighteen years later, and the first thing she thought of was how to redeem your life!

Seeing that Danggui had a different look, as if he was about to cry, Duan Xiaolou also looked down at the painting together and felt he didn't understand it. Instead, he looked at her face and asked with concern: "Is it all right? A painting, is there a letter from Master Tangtang? Don't worry, if you still want to write to her, I will send it to you immediately. "

He Danggui shook his head: "Thank you, no need." Duan Xiaolou sighed silently.

The two walked silently again, and He Danggui took the painting and purse back into the envelope, and the soreness in his throat gradually stopped. The crowd was very lively as they passed the gate. He Danggui returned to God. Looking at it, he saw that most of the crowd were gray-haired aunts, occasionally mixed with a few blue-colored officials, and the scene was noisy.

Why Angelica asked in wonder: "What are they doing?"

Duan Xiaolou was about to answer her, and a very embarrassed Taishan suddenly rushed over to kneel, but not kneeling Duan Xiaolou, but kneeling in Angelica. Too good to hold He Danggui's calf and cry loudly: "Miss He, save us! Don't burn my documents! Help!"

He Danggui was going to follow up and turned around to see Gao Ju standing among the crowd. I saw him holding a torch in his hand, and piled books and papers in front of him five to six feet tall. There were several people dressed in military clothes, separating the pile of books from the crowd. Suddenly, Gao Jue glanced at this place. He Danggui felt that he was looking at himself and was puzzled. Just at this moment, the torch in Gao Jue's hand slowly dropped ...

The sound of Tai Shan's wailing was very harsh, and his men made a ruthless, scratching He Danggui's leg. He Danggui frowned slightly, and looked up to ask Duan Xiaolou: "What is the Lord going to burn?"

The corner of Duan Xiaolou's mouth gently touched twice and said vaguely: "Everything that shouldn't have appeared in Taoism was found last night."

He Danggui raised her eyebrows, and when she wanted to say something, Taishan began to shake He Danggui's body vigorously, and almost toppled her to the ground. Fortunately, Duan Xiaolou supported her in time. Taishan screamed out of control: "Help me quickly! Miss He, please plead for me, don't burn it!"

He Danggui took a look at the too kind face, and then looked at Duan Xiaolou with no expression on his face. He said flatly and straightly, "Master Duan, I want to ask for a favor for the teacher. Can you see me? Face, don't you burn those things? "Taishan stared nervously at Duan Xiaolou's mouth, as if he was staring at words like" OK "," OK "or" Stop ".

Duan Xiaolou lifted his thin lips and smiled with a smile: "I'm sorry, Ms. He, you don't have such a big face this time. Besides, I have the same rank with Gao Jue, and I don't have the right to order Gao Jue."

Gao Jue not far away also heard their conversation, and snorted from his nose.

He Danggui sighed heavily and said sorry to Tai Shan: "Master Duan and Gao Ren would not sell my favor. I ca n’t help a little girl."

As soon as the voice settled, there was a snoring noise in the crowd. Gao Ju put a fierce torch on a pile of paper filled with fire oil. The fire immediately burst into the sky, and the crowd began to spread outward, for fear of accidentally catching Mars.

Tae Shan turned her head and saw this sight almost going crazy. She jumped from the ground and rushed into the fire with He Danggui's arm. Duan Xiaolou, who was standing next to him, didn't expect such a change, but he could only watch as a paper flower villain was pulled away like a kite.

He Danggui was caught off guard by being dragged forward several steps, feeling that her hands were too good to clasp her forearms like iron tongs. He Danggui understood it instantly. Taishan was planning to throw himself on the fire, which caused Duan Xiaolou to scream out his fire. He couldn't help sneering. Taishan you are really trying to die. How do you know that his power is directed at the fire? It ’s not for you?

He Danggui and the point of fire were only a few steps away. They were pulled closer by Taishan, and more dangerously, the north wind blowing from the entrance of the mountain was blowing the flame in her direction. For a moment, her ears felt the scorching heat of the flames, but she had no strange feeling of fear. 2k novel reading network