my lady

How many people can see through the smiling face of this man: "Just tell me what you are doing here today?" That's all, since you choose to trust him, don't regret it, no matter how much you think about it now, it's useless

The wind stopped and fell, and in his deep eyes, Father Luo saw the seriousness again: "I'll take Qinglian home"

"You,,,,, if you want to pick him up, go to him, what do you want me for?" The meaning of the word "going home" is too deep, and it makes him feel nervous and his heart beat wildly

It was the first time, there was begging in Wei An's tone: "Father, Qinglian won't see me, I,,, dare not go"

"Back then you dared to put your chest under his sword, but now you dare not see him. Are you really so useless?"

The heart is still beating, and the wound passing through the chest still hurts. Thinking of that moment, he can no longer describe it in words, but at this moment, the smile on his mouth is no longer true or false: "I did it Only later will I know whether I will regret it, it was like this at the beginning, and it is like this now.”

What can he say?When Lian Er was determined to marry him back then, it was useless to stop him, just like he dared to move his chest to Lian Er's sword. Those things, the important thing is the choice, the result is not that important He said: "Is the injury better?" Father Luo thought about it a lot, so his tone softened

Wei An still smiled, feeling gratified and joyful: "Thank you dad, I'm much better." After resting for four or five days, he has slowly healed

Luo's father walked out from the desk, and stepped in front of Wei'an. Against the background of his white shirt, his face was like a jade: "I believe you this time, it's just..." He strode away, but the words slowly drifted away. Come here: "Wei'an, don't die." Luo's father said many important words to him, but no matter how heavy they are, this sentence contains a lot, and that sentence, Wei'an, don't die, contains so many things. he can't count

Although Father Luo couldn't see it, Wei An still turned towards his back and knelt down slowly: "Father, in the past 20 years, few of the things I have done are sincere, but this time, they are the most sincere."

With his back to him, Father Luo stood at the door, pulling the door with both hands, watching a ray of bright light in the crack of the door, his words drifted into his ears, and finally sighed: "Wait,,,"

The son belongs to him, and the son-in-law also belongs to him. You can't be biased towards either side, but being together is what everyone wants most. Isn't that why Lian Er's determination at that time was for this reason?

The door is opened, there is sunshine and breeze, and the other side of the wall is the wish of those inside and outside the house

Qinglian's courtyard is still the same as it was before he married Wei'an. It has been deserted for thousands of years, and her son knows that Qinglian's cold appearance is nothing more than a cover-up, so after meeting Wei'an, he will be like this. A person who is as warm as the sun, Shimiao said, Qinglian has changed, but he feels that it is not a change, but his truest appearance

The only difference is that he has learned to be sad. Love is something that can’t be explained away, but the feeling he gets is unforgettable. His son is just a mortal after all.

After he came back, he liked to trap himself in his yard. That place seemed to be given life, and it belonged purely to him. He could do anything without caring about anyone's opinion. The former Qinglian, He is a temperate, punctual, and meticulous child, and now Qinglian is just a restless male wife

Father Luo met Semiao who was delivering breakfast at the door, seeing that he was still returning with the untouched breakfast in vain, he couldn't help frowning: "Master, are you awake?"

As soon as Semiao closed the door, when he turned around, he saw Luo's father standing behind him, and he couldn't help being frightened: "Master, he,,, woke up."

Father Luo saw that his eyes were a little misty, so he ignored him: "Go down, by the way, Wei'an has brought Yishi here, you go and have a look."

"Really? I'll go right away." Piao Miao's eyes suddenly became real, and his eyes sparkled. Before Luo's father could answer, he rushed away with the things. Can't live

What kind of poison did the members of the Wei family put on the master and servant of the Luo family?Why are the master and servant crazy about the two of them?Father Luo couldn't figure it out, maybe he never understood: "Lian'er, it's dad, can dad go in?"

Father Luo knocked on the door, but there was no reply after the sound fell. He was wondering if the door was opened when Qinglian woke up. She was dressed in a blue shirt with picturesque features. Lifting lightly, looking at it with no effort: "Father, what's the matter?" The round cheeks were too thin, the cheekbones were prominent, the eye sockets were sunken, the eyes were bright but lifeless, and the picturesque face gave off a somewhat sick look for no reason.

Luo's father lowered his voice and said in a low voice: "Father has something to tell you, go in." Wei'an really did a good job, giving birth to a son is a debt, and asking for a son-in-law is on credit , it's all his fault

Qinglian turned her body sideways to let him in, Father Luo stepped forward and walked straight to the Eight Immortals table, with her hands turned behind her back, her back was deep, Qinglian closed the door, walked to Father Luo, and poured him a cup of tea: "Father , drink tea"

Luo's father waved his hand, motioning him to put it down, looking straight at him, with long eyebrows lowered, eyelashes covered, and eyes unwavering: "Lian'er, what do you think about Wei'an?"

His hand holding the teacup trembled, and the tea overflowed along the edge of the cup. Qinglian suddenly raised her head, her eyes without waves were replaced by panic: "Father, what are you..."

His panic seemed unheard of, with lowered eyebrows, looking at the tea flowing into his hand: "Some things, thinking about it is one thing, doing it is another thing, dad knows that you were hurt when you were unsafe. It's a helpless move, but are you someone who only knows how to hide here and lick his wounds? Is my son, Luo Qing, who dares to love and hate, such a useless person?"

His every word is reasonable, indeed, some things are one thing to think about, and another thing to do, Wei An, he always thought that he understood him, at least his self thought that Wei An loved him , instead of,,, when I was about to marry a concubine, I told him to force him. At that time, the sword that hurt so much that I was at a loss gave him an excuse to escape. He hid in this place that he gave a sad life. Local healing, refused to hear any news about Wei'an, never thought that he suddenly appeared again two days ago, and was still lingering with me all night, the person in the dream was extremely gentle, just like everything that happened before, it was all illusions, And this dream is real, so Qinglian is really at a loss, what should he do?

Watching him unknowingly let go of the teacup, the hot tea was scalding on his hands without any feeling, Father Luo sighed again, "Lian'er, when you decided to marry Wei'an back then, Dad doubted it, but if you want it, Dad will let it go." I have fulfilled you, but now, you are hiding at home without taking a concubine, where did the original determination go?"

Luo's father always thought that no matter how fragile Qinglian was, she would not cry out because of parting or tug at his sleeves and say not to leave with a bitter face like when she was a child, but until today, he realized that, No matter how the child grows up, it will be his child after all. Qinglian grabbed his sleeve, lowered her head, and dared not face him as she did when she was a child. I'm gone, you can't let me go" He clasped his sleeves tightly, as if the only thing he could hold would disappear if he let go, he said, and he said in a low voice: "My determination He has worn him out a long time ago. After falling in love for no reason, I hugged him tightly, thinking that I could always have it, but what I hugged was only the body. His heart can fly or fly, my decision, as long as I can cripple him and cut off all escape routes, but I,,, can't do it" Yeah, I can't do it, so after that sword, he also seems to be dead

How can he tell him what that person has done? "Wei'an didn't want you, whether he was maimed by you or stabbed with a sword, he still came to find you."

As soon as the words fell, Qinglian picked up his topic in disbelief, raised her head suddenly, her eyes were red, and the corners of her eyes flickered: "What did you say?"

Seeing his son like this, Luo's father could only laugh, Wei'an is really good, such a perfect person can be trained by him to be an ordinary person: "I heard about your drunkenness, actually Lian'er, it's not Wei'an who needs to calm down, but you. Don't you realize that Wei'an is giving you time. After you think it through, he'll come to pick you up. Go, he's still here. Kneeling in the hall, the wound on my body is still not healed."

Luo's father said that it is not Wei'an who really needs to calm down, but him, so Wei'an's words suddenly seemed to spew water from a dry well, and all of his brains rushed up. , gentle, lingering, and charming, it seems to put him in a slow fire, slowly tormenting

Then Luo's father said, go quickly, he is here to pick you up, so after eight days and nights of hard work, Qinglian finally rushed to that person

Father Luo looked at his back as he rushed out, his clothes fluttered and his blue hair fluttered. For the first time, he felt that his son had really found the sky that belonged to him, and then he soared wantonly

In the main hall, the person who had appeared in the dream for two days was standing in front of him. At that moment, Qinglian's heart felt as if she had reached a roadless valley. After pushing away the weeds and vines, I saw the only rainbow bridge leading to the paradise in my heart. On the other side of the rainbow bridge, there was a man with a white shirt and a jade face waiting for me.

Yi Shi and Se Miao were leaning together, you and me, whispering something, after seeing Qinglian coming, they closed their mouths at the same time, suddenly there was no sound, the world was silent, Wei An slowly turned around, eyes It is a simple and elegant man in blue shirt, standing quietly at the door, silent, with cold eyes and simple and elegant face, as if seeing someone for the first time

Then he chuckled,