Fourth Master Reborn Little Curly Hair [Boys Over Flowers]

Meizuo dragged Yaskawa Luolan not far from the main hall when he was stopped by someone and brought to the tea room in the back garden.

The wooden door of the tea room was open, and a pair of clogs were placed on the wooden steps in front of the door.

The moment Meizuo saw the clogs, a look of astonishment quickly flashed across his eyes, and he quickly took off his shoes and entered the house without thinking too much.

I saw the elder standing straight in front of the window with his hands behind his back. Even though it was just a back view, he still felt the aggressive aura exuding from him.

Misaku stepped forward, bowed and saluted, "Elder." His attitude was obviously more respectful and docile than when he saw his father.

The elder didn't speak, but turned his head slowly, his lips were pursed into a slightly angry arc, his eyes tightly grasped the masterpiece, exuding a fearsome coercion.

The overwhelming pressure hit Misaku almost out of breath. Although she was complaining incessantly, she had to brace herself to deal with it, biting the bullet and holding on.

I thought to myself, why did I startle this old ancestor who was in charge of the punishment hall? He didn't seem to have violated the family rules!

Wait, Misaku's face changed drastically, and a look of remorse appeared between his brows. How could he forget this? Is it easy for anyone to bring in the main altar of the gang?

A few minutes later, the elder snorted coldly, looked away, and glanced at An Chuan Luolan who was standing at the door, his eyes were cold and contemptuous, as if looking at a dead thing, "Why, you still want me to come?" Please?" The voice was displeased and mocking.

An Chuan Luolan's face turned white, and the hands beside him unconsciously loosened and tightened, repeatedly, barely maintaining a decent smile, took a deep breath, took off his shoes, bent over, and at the same time moved the shoes He put his shoes in order, and then bowed slightly inward before entering the door.

The elder squinted his eyes, watching all this calmly.

Yaskawa Luolan walked slowly to Meizuo, one step behind him, and greeted the elder with perfect etiquette.

"Make tea." The elder ordered in the tone of a servant, and at the same time, he walked slowly to the first seat and sat down.

"Yes." Anchuan Luolan replied submissively, there was a small table a few steps away from her, with a complete tea set, she walked over lightly.

Mei Zuo looked at her stubborn and lonely back, with a flash of unbearable and regret in his eyes, he was impulsive after all, and also hurt her.

Boil water, wash cups, make tea... The tea room is peaceful, in fact, it is just the calm before the storm...

Yaskawa Luolan put the steaming teacup in front of the elder and Meizuo, bowed, and knelt behind Meizuo without saying a word.

The elder picked up the teacup and took a sip, um, yes, compared to the dubious seductive women around the brat, this doll is much better.

However, according to the family rules, if a stranger is brought into the family without the approval of the head of the family, he must either pass the test to become one of his own people; or be imprisoned in the shrine for life until he dies of old age;

Thinking of the choice that this girl would face, a trace of pity flashed in the eyes of the always cold elder, no matter which item, it would be a disaster for the girl.

He glared at Misaku fiercely, it was all caused by this stinky boy, and he owed a lesson.

Feeling the reproach in the elder's eyes, Misaku touched his nose, deliberately showing an exaggerated begging expression, secretly thinking about a way to get the best of both worlds.

The elder couldn't help but couldn't help crying and laughing, his eyes softened a little, and he sighed secretly, what a pity this girl...

Seeing the elder's relaxed attitude, Meizuo hurriedly said, "Elder, I did this wrong."

The elder's face darkened, and he asked emphatically and affectionately, "Mizuo, what are you going to do?"

Misaku pondered for a moment, and said: "I brought the person back to my home, and I will take responsibility."

The elder was not surprised, the American writer's man is not a coward who puts the blame on women, but he wants to see what this kid will choose.

"Three choices, you can choose for her, or she can do it herself."

Mei Zuo didn't answer, but held Yaskawa Luolan's hand, staring at her, his eyes flickered slightly, like tenderness, or something else.

Yaskawa Luolan didn't understand what the two were talking about. At the moment when his hand was held, he inadvertently raised his head to meet Mizuo's eyes, as if his heart and soul were sucked in, only the sound of rapid heartbeat could be heard in his ears, and his brain was dizzy of.

After a while, Mei Zuo seemed to have made up his mind, and said to the elder solemnly: "I remember there is a fourth choice, open the altar!"

The elder's face changed greatly, and he exclaimed: "Meizuo..."

Misaku looked directly at him, and stopped talking, "Elder, I know what I'm doing, let's get someone ready!" Her voice was firmer than ever.

The so-called fourth choice is actually a blood alliance. The ceremony is very simple. In the hall, the two drink a glass of wine mixed with rooster blood.

This kind of ritual is generally not done between opposite sexes. If you insist on doing it, you have to replace the blood of the rooster with the blood of the two people. From then on, the fate of the two parties will be connected.

Meizuo doesn't know why he did this?

He has always liked mature and attractive women, but Anchuan Luolan is obviously still a green fruit.

The answer he gave himself was a whim.

He saved the woman next to him on a whim, brought her to the home on a whim, and decided to make an alliance with her by blood, and it was also a whim.

Although it was sloppy, he would not regret it.

The elder looked at him for a long time, "Oh..." sighed, "In that case, I'll let someone prepare it now."

"Elder, thank you! Father, I will explain it myself." Misaku pulled Yaskawa Luolan to stand up.

Before leaving, the elder said to Anchuan Luolan, "I didn't expect that you are a lucky girl."

Yaskawa Luolan was at a loss from beginning to end, and wanted to ask Misaku what was going on?As he spoke, he didn't ask anything in the end.

Next, Meizuo took Anchuan Luolan back to the study again, and knelt down in front of Meizuo's father. When Meizuo's father heard that his son was going to make blood alliance with the girl next to him, he jumped up angrily and smashed his favorite Antique ornaments.

Facing his father, Misaku insisted on beating and scolding him.

In the end, Meizuo's father had no choice but to look at Yaskawa Luolan very seriously.

The little girl looks good, but as far as he knows, there are many women who come and go around his son who are more beautiful than her.Judging from the looks of the two of them, it doesn't look like they have deep roots in love, and the little girl's eyes are even more ignorant and confused. It is estimated that they still haven't figured out what they are about to face?

The son has sacrificed so much, but the Lord is not aware of the situation. When was his son so kind and selfless?

A look of interest flashed across Meizuo's father's eyes, he looked at his son, then at Yaskawa Luolan, and suddenly laughed out loud, interesting, interesting!Anyway, after the blood alliance, there is no requirement that the two must become husband and wife. Since it does not affect his plan, he should just watch it as a show!

"Mizuo, this is the mother of the child you found." Meizuo's father jokingly asked.

"Yes, father." Meizuo's heart rang loudly, whenever the old man used this tone, he was definitely planning to plot against someone.

"Are you sure you want to hold the ceremony."

"Ah."

"No regrets"

"No regrets."

Meizuo's father walked up to Anchuan Luolan and forced him to ask, "Did you voluntarily give birth to a son?"

"Yes, Uncle Misaku." Yaskawa Luolan nodded.

"I've already chosen Misaku's wife, the daughter of the chairman of the tenth-ranked Tokugawa Group in the world." After a pause, he glanced at her reaction, and then said, "Even if you give birth to a son, you will always be an unsightly woman." Mistress of the Light, your son will only be an illegitimate child, and you are willing to do so." The tone was raised, showing aggressiveness.

Yaskawa Luolan's whole body was a little shaky, but he kept his back straight, and lowered his eyelashes to cover the emotions in his eyes. When he raised them again, he looked back at Meisuo's father with extremely firm eyes. At the same time, she heard her own voice, "Yes, I am willing." After finishing speaking, in an instant, something in my heart collapsed like an ice crack.

"Father..." Misaku looked at her and felt a tingle in her heart for no reason.

"Okay, let's go to the temple!"

With his father's consent, Misaku didn't feel the joy of victory at all, mistress, illegitimate child... These made him feel ashamed, he had to admit that he screwed up.

Looking at Anchuan Luolan who was about to be unable to hold on beside him, he wanted to speak a few words of comfort, but his throat seemed to be blocked by a big rock, and he was choking unbearably, this kind of emotion was very strange.

At this time, Yaskawa Luolan spoke, "Mizuo, can I call you that?"

Misaku nodded.

"Misaku, I said I would not regret it."

"I won't marry that woman, no, I never thought about marrying a wife." Misaku said incoherently, and took a breath, "In short, I will not let my son become an illegitimate child."

An Chuan Luolan raised the corners of his mouth, showing a beautiful smile, "Mizuo, no matter what the future holds, I will never regret my choice today."

Next, Meizuo brought Yaskawa Luolan to the shrine. Under the witness of the elders, the two cut their index fingers and dripped blood into a cup filled with white wine, and then drank half of it. It was over, but the atmosphere was reverent and solemn.

At that moment, Yaskawa Luolan really felt that from now on, her fate would be connected with the man named Meizuoling beside her.