The first little white face in the Three Realms

When Xie Randeng left, the entire Xie family mansion was in order, and when he came back, the servants still performed their duties.

The flower is still the flower, and the tree is still the tree.

The August laurel quietly exudes its fragrance, the shadows of the trees are dancing, and the flowing water is gurgling.

Every flower, every plant, every tree, still stay where they should be.

It seems that his making such a fuss has no effect on this old house that has existed for hundreds of years.

Xie Randeng asked the first sentence when he returned home: "Where is mother?"

"Madam is in a hurry and is lying in bed."

The maid who happened to be serving by Mother Xie came over with a basin of water in her hand.

Seeing Xie Randeng, Fu Que's beautiful face couldn't help showing a pleasant smile: "Second Young Master, are you back?"

Xie Randeng's eyes moved to the water basin in her hand: "I heard that mother is sick?"

"Yes, Madam is depressed, this is water for Madam to wipe her body."

Seeing Fu Que's expression, Xie Randeng knew that his mother was fine.

"Go take care of your mother first."

Fu Que hesitated for a moment: "Aren't you going to see Madam, I know you are back, Madam will definitely recover soon."

"I don't know how to take care of people. My mother is mad at me. She doesn't want to see me for a while. When she gets better, I will visit her tomorrow."

Xie Randeng pulled Luo Qingyao's hand: "Come with me and put the things away."

He brought the people he picked up into the courtyard belonging to him, the second young master of the Xie family.

Fu Que looked at his back for a while, but didn't stay too long, and hurried to his wife's yard.

The courtyard is full of flowers, it is not the fresh and elegant that gentlemen of aristocratic families like, it is more gaudy.

There are red, yellow and pink flowers everywhere, clusters, fragrant, very romantic, and it is a place that girls will like.

"Second young master, you are back."

As soon as he entered the small courtyard, a young man in a half-new jacket came over, his eyes were slightly red, and he wiped his tears when he saw Xie Randeng: "Master, you really want to go, at least take me with you. You There was no one to wait on me outside, so I didn’t fall asleep all night.”

"Okay, stop howling, go to boil some hot water."

He left quietly the night before, and he had made plans before leaving.

He put down all his relatives at home, how could he bring a servant with him.

To put it bluntly, the other party took money from the Xie family, and letting him know, it means that the entire Xie family knows, Xie Randeng can't bring a traitor who can inform at any time.

"Just put your things in the wing room. I'll ask them to clean up a room for you."

Luo Qingyao put the package on the table, and picked up the big package after hearing this: "The husband and wife need to sleep in the same room."

Xie Randeng couldn't laugh or cry: "But the marriage has not been done yet, living together is against the rules."

"But when we were in the mountains, we slept together."

The two of them were still hugging each other, their limbs intertwined.

Xie Randeng explained: "It was in the mountains, there were no other people, and the two of us did not live in the yard. If there was any disturbance, it would spread to the outside, and it would not affect you well."

"I do not care."

"But I care." Xie Randeng said, "The house is different from the outside, there will be people who gossip, and people's words are scary."

"If you kill one person who speaks ill of you, more will speak."

Xie Randeng patted his hand as comfort: "Be patient a little bit, you can live together after getting married in a few days."

Luo Qingyao frowned, obviously reluctant, but he listened to Xie Randeng and put down the package again.

Xie Randeng pursed his lips and smiled, and changed the subject: "What do you think of my yard, is it beautiful?"

The Xie family's mansion is very large, and many gardeners are hired to take care of it, and every plant and tree is meticulously pruned.

People who have been living in it may be used to it, but almost every time people from non-five families come in, they will show a surprised expression that has never seen the world.

Even Lei Yunting, a direct descendant of the Lei family, once showed yearning and envy for the scenery here.

He was a little absent-minded when he walked in, and didn't notice Luo Qingyao's expression.

Unexpectedly, Luo Qingyao shook his head: "I didn't watch it."

All his attention is on Xie Randeng, either looking at Xie Randeng, or looking at the person talking to Xie Randeng.

He doesn't know if the courtyard is beautiful or not, but the Xie family's servants are all pretty.

According to human aesthetics, the young woman who just talked to Xie Randeng is very beautiful.

Fu Que is the type that looks very gentle, full of the temperament of a good wife and mother, gentle as water, without any offensive power.

But her presence made Luo Qingyao uncomfortable.

When Xie Randeng and Fu Que were talking, they didn't even look at themselves.

He remembered Xie Randeng saying that the family disagreed, so they eloped.

The family backgrounds of the two of them seem to be very different, and their lifestyles and habits are different.

Luo Qingyao asked abruptly: "Do you not want to see that lady?"

Xie Randeng repeated his question uncertainly: "You mean my mother?"

The boy nodded: "You seem unhappy, is it because your mother treats you badly?"

Although Luo Qingyao doesn't remember many things, he knows that his mother is a very important person.

This image is often tender, tolerant, and unrequited love.

At the same time, mothers need to be respected and loved.

The mothers and children on the street are all holding hands, very close.

Luo Qingyao has never experienced this kind of love, so he should not have a mother.

But Xie Randeng did, but just now he knew that his mother was sick, but he didn't go to see her.

Obviously the young woman with the water basin said that if Xie Randeng was around, she would get better as soon as possible.

Knowing that Xie Randeng is unhappy, smart people will choose to avoid this topic.

But Luo Qingyao didn't know much about the world, so he asked directly.

How should I put it, there is a wonderful feeling, a feeling that the person in front of me may be a good audience.

Xie Randeng breathed out: "No, she is very good to me, and usually cares about me very much. Even if I am not as good as my brother, and even make her lose face, she still takes good care of me..."

But this goodness is nothing in front of the interests of the family.

In his previous life, he didn't want to get married anymore, but his mother persisted again and again.

For this reason, she did not hesitate to cry, make trouble, and hang herself to force him.

Because he is not as good as his brother, he is attached to the Xie family, so he must listen to the elders of the Xie family and his mother.

Xie Randeng's tone was a little melancholy uncontrollably: "I just sometimes feel that it's a little hard work."

In fact, it's not a little bit, it's very tiring.

In material terms, the Xie family never owed him anything.

Every time he is divorced, he will get a generous compensation.No one would compete with him for this compensation, so he later accumulated a huge fortune.

But what's the use? When he dies, the money will not be spent.

Tell my mother, she will only persuade him to be patient, and she will be puzzled.

He wants the wind to get the wind, the rain to get the rain, and the days are so nourishing.Just suffer a little grievance.

How can a person live in this world without a little grievance.His father and his mother didn't all have their own grievances. His mother asked him: Why can't you bear this grievance.

Xie Randeng thought in a trance, why can my brother not suffer from this grievance, because my brother is not a waste.

If only he could cultivate immortality like his elder brother.

It doesn't need to be very powerful, as long as you don't get confined in this world, you don't have to be tied to Xie's house by your mother.

Xie Randeng suddenly saw darkness in front of his eyes, he blinked subconsciously, and his long eyelashes swept across the dry and warm palm.

It was Luo Qingyao who covered his eyes with his own hands, and pressed his whole body on his shoulders, imitating the young woman he saw on the street, and gently patted his back with one hand , clumsy but gentle.

"You are not a little hard, you feel very hard, and you are very sad."

Xie Randeng's fragile appearance looks like broken porcelain that has been glued together. It seems to be intact, but it is actually full of cracks.

His eyes seemed to have turned into a bottomless ocean, and Luo Qingyao was so sad that he would drown.

Luo Qingyao didn't like seeing him like this very much. If the Xie family hadn't been very important to Xie Randeng, he would have wanted the Xie family to disappear from this world.

The boy's words hit the nail on the head, mercilessly, like a beast, simple and reckless, but Xie Randeng was successfully comforted.

The young man frowned and laughed out loud: "You're right."

Luo Qingyao straightened up and stared at him solemnly: "Then let's elope."

He said confidently: "Anyway, you are not happy in this place, and I don't like to play by the rules. If you elope for the first time, you can have a second time."

"What if I don't want to elope any more?"

The fragility of adults is very short-lived, everyone will complain, but the life must continue after the complaints are over.

"Actually, I think it's more comfortable here than outside, and the life at home is not so sad."

Originally, Xie Randeng's repeated divorces made him unbearable, but now, he has another choice.

"Because you're here, you don't have to be so sad."

Xie Randeng looked at the young man in front of him. His pupils were very dark. When he focused on a person, he often created an extremely affectionate illusion: "Our marriage will be blessed by the elders. Next It might be a little hard work, but can you trust me?"

If his mother disagreed with life and death, he would leave the house again.

Fascinated by the beauty, Luo Qingyao just nodded blankly.

He grabbed Luo Qingyao's hand, and easily separated the boy's hand. The little finger gently hooked the other's little finger, the little fingers were connected, the thumbs were in contact, and he made a promise like a child: "Pull the hook, hang yourself, No change for 100 years."

Luo Qingyao nodded, he leaned into Xie Randeng's arms, thought of something, and repeated it again: "It is not allowed to change in this life...and not allowed to change in the next life."