The legitimate daughter is reborn and cannot escape after being provoked by the tyrant

Lin Zhiwei helped Lu Jiuqing to scold the Lu family and Tang Xiuyan aggressively at first. After drinking too much, she gradually calmed down and didn't speak. She just lowered her head and drank one glass after another, with tears silently dripping in her eyes. in the cup.

Aunt Zhang looked at the two sisters, her eyes flushed, and she couldn't help but want to step forward to say something, but was stopped by Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan supported Aunt Zhang and said softly: "It's getting late. Aunt Zhang should go back and rest."

"But they..."

"Let them be," Chen Yuan glanced at Lu Jiuqing and Lin Zhiwei and said softly, "Pretending like nothing happens all year long will be tiring, so let them vent."

Aunt Zhang was silent for a long time, then murmured: "What a sin, if the Marquis and Madam were still here, how could it be..."

If the Marquis of Nanping and his wife had cared for them and grown up, Lu Jiuqing and Lin Zhiwei would definitely be the two happiest sisters in the world.

However, the Nanping Marquis Mansion had everyone beheaded, and the Lin family had all their plans, and only these two cousins ​​were left.

Aunt Zhang wiped away tears and returned to the room with the support of Chen Yuan.

When Chen Yuan came back, the courtyard had become completely quiet. After Hai hour, the servants couldn't stand it any longer and went back to their rooms one after another. Beside the fire, only Lu Jiuqing and Lin Zhiwei were left.

Lin Xiaowei couldn't drink anymore. She sat blankly on the chair, silent, but tears kept pouring from her eyes.

Lu Jiuqing was sitting on the other side with no expression on his face, drinking one glass after another slowly. He didn't seem drunk, but his eyes were a little empty.

Chen Yuan hesitated for a moment, but still didn't come forward to disturb him. He just stood aside from a distance, staring at the two people.

Lu Jiuqing didn't know how long she drank. She slowly put down the wine glass in her hand until no more wine could be poured out of the jug.

She stared at the fire for a while with her chin propped up, and then suddenly asked: "Cousin, is she good to you?"

Lin Zhiwei's eyes were straight and tears were streaming down her face, as if she had not heard Lu Jiuqing's voice.

Lu Jiuqing simply came to her side, leaned into her ear and said, "Mo Xiao, is he good to you?"

"Mo Xiao..." Lin Zhiwei finally responded. She repeated the name very softly.

Lu Jiuqing nodded and tilted his head to look at her: "How are you doing?"

"Okay," Lin Zhiwei twitched her lips, "He's very good."

Lin Zhiwei suddenly turned her head to look at Lu Jiuqing, with tears still in her eyes, but she suddenly smiled mysteriously, lowered her voice and said to Lu Jiuqing: "I tell you, don't think he is the aloof Ninth Prince. He looks unattainable, but actually...my uncle often chases him all over the yard with a stick, hahaha..."

"You don't know how naughty he was when he was a child. He didn't study, and he painted the master's face with ink drawings. He was chased by his uncle with a stick for half an hour. He didn't like to practice martial arts. He was afraid of getting tired, so he changed his iron sword to a wooden sword. , and was chased and beaten by my uncle... As long as he comes, the Nanping Marquis Mansion will be in a state of chaos."

Lu Jiuqing listened blankly, with a confused look in his eyes, as if he didn't know the person Lin Zhiwei was talking about at all.

Is that Mo Xiao?

Lu Jiuqing couldn't imagine him being naughty, let alone being chased all over the yard.

Lin Zhiwei was swaying, smiling when she spoke, but now she started to shed tears for no apparent reason, and murmured: "I can't go back..."