Rebirth: Abducting a Fairy Man as a Wife

Su Linyuan squeezed Xiaohong's arm: "I don't care who you are or what your purpose is, if you keep messing around, I'm afraid I will break the convention of not hitting women."

Xiaohong's expression was unbelievable, her wrist was so painful that she forgot to break free: "Four days ago, at the gate of Fuyuan Temple, we made an appointment to meet at Jinli Inn, Mr. Su, do you still remember?"

When Chu Huashang heard this, he covered his mouth and exclaimed, "How do you know that Linyuan and I were at Fuyuan Temple four days ago, and you followed us?"

Xiaohong forced herself to calm down. On the day she was not around, she definitely pretended to be herself to meet Mr. Su...

It's really ironic, at first she was pretending to be someone else, and now someone else is pretending to be her, the truth has long been messed up.

correct!name!That woman said her name was Huashang, but just now the servants mistakenly called her Miss Chu, so the tailor's daughter was called Chu Huashang, and her previous pseudonym was Liu Qing'er!

Thinking of this, Xiaohong finally settled down, and confidently broke free from Su Linyuan's restraint, took out the handkerchief from that day, and pointed to the two small characters in the corner: "Qing'er, I'm Liu Qing'er! Your name is Chu Hua Chang, you are not the person Fuyuan Temple met with Mr. Su!"

Who knew that Chu Huashang took out the same piece of handkerchief in a calm manner: "This handkerchief is from my uncle's family's Liu's cloth shop. My baby name is Qing'er, and my father is a tailor. His surname is Chu, and Liu Qing Er is just a pseudonym for me to the outside world, after all, the girl's family can't show her face too much..."

"My Chu Huashang is not as good as others, do I still need to pretend to be her?" The confidence and arrogance of this sentence are exactly the same as Liu Qing'er who cut Haitang's face that day.

Speaking of which, Chu Huashang really had many similarities with Xiaohong, so Su Linyuan didn't suspect him.

In addition, Su Linyuan already knew what she said, so there was no strange color on her face, but she felt that Xiaohong's words were full of loopholes.

Xiaohong staggered a few steps after hearing this, how could such a coincidence happen in the world?How can it be!

The way she retreated in shock undoubtedly made Su Linyuan more sure that she was here to mess around.

No, there must be something else that can prove that she is Liu Qing'er, there must be, yes, the song Lin Jiangxian was written by her herself, and the handwriting can be checked!

Looking at Su Linyuan pleadingly: "Young Master Su, I am really that Liu Qing'er from Fuyuan Temple. I wrote the poem Linjiang Xian on the inscription wall with my own hands. Give me the pen and ink, and I will write it for you."

Originally, Su Linyuan was already extremely impatient, and he would have chased her away long ago under normal circumstances, but for some reason, looking at those pleading eyes, he suddenly softened his heart, and actually agreed to her unreasonable request : "Come here, prepare a pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

After a while, someone came over with a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and a small square table. Su Linyuan stood with his hands behind his back: "Let's write."

He took the writing brush, dipped it in ink, his hands trembled slightly, and wrote under the burning eyes of the two people beside him: Dream Empress Tower is tall...

Wait, how is the lock written?Xiaohong's palms began to sweat, and the words in front of her were not very good-looking due to shaking hands, and she would forget the words. The ink on the brush dripped down and smeared a large area, and the snow-white rice paper immediately turned black , covering the last word.

Forget it, maybe it was written like this, Xiaohong wrote the word "trivial" indiscriminately, controlled her trembling pen, and was about to continue writing...Damn it, what's behind it?

That day, it was Mu Bai who wrote while talking about her. She had read poetry a hundred times and she might not remember it. She had almost forgotten what Mu Bai read that day...

And now the more anxious he was, the more he couldn't think of it. He raised the back of his hand and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, but rubbed the ink on his face, making it terribly muddy with the sweat.

"Girl, Huashang doesn't know why you want to impersonate me, but if you want to fight for Mr. Su, I hope you can use your original appearance, and there is no need to use such clumsy means..." Chu Huashang was very He spoke generously, quite like a mistress.

When Xiaohong heard this, she rushed towards Chu Huashang, and scratched at her face with five fingers: "You are pretending to be me, you bad woman, I will kill you!"

It's just that before Xiao Hong could mobilize the true energy in her body, she was thrown to the ground by Su Linyuan's blow. Regardless of Xiao Hong who fell, Su Linyuan quickly pulled Chu Huashang over and caressed the oozing blood on her face. The red mark: "Qing'er, does it hurt?"

"I'm fine. Don't worry about Su Lang. Look over there..." Chu Huashang pointed to Xiao Hong who was lying on the ground over there. The woman who had the same face as her just now had turned into a five or six-year-old girl. little girl.

Xiaohong wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and got up, looked up at Su Linyuan with eyes that did not belong to her age: "Okay, since Mr. Su is already in love with someone else, please return my forehead feather to Mr. Su." I."

"It's you?" Su Linyuan couldn't help being a little surprised seeing Xiaohong who had changed back to her own appearance. Seeing that it was Xiaohong, she quickly squatted down to check if she was hurt, and felt a little scared in her heart: "You crazy girl, what's wrong with you, thank you I'm going to strike lightly, otherwise Red Girl's life will be lost if I use all my strength!"

While blaming this girl who didn't know the seriousness of the matter, she patted the dust on her body and felt relieved when she saw that she was fine: "I know your father is a monk, so he must have taught you a lot, don't use it next time." Those spells are messing around!"

But Xiaohong was still unmoved after hearing this, she didn't throw a child's tantrum, and she didn't hook his neck to act like a spoiled child as usual, but just repeated that sentence in a very calm tone: "Give me back my forehead feathers. "

Su Linyuan felt baffled, and didn't know what the forehead feather she was talking about, she just thought that she hurt her by herself just now, and she was angry with herself, so she tried to persuade her: "Hey, I didn't know it was you just now , I will take you to eat delicious food with your Aunt Chu later, can you not be angry with me?"

This girl is usually very cute, seeing her like this made Su Linyuan feel even more self-blame. He thought it was another crazy woman who came to the house to play tricks in order to attract his attention, but he didn't expect that it was the red girl who was playing around with him.

Oh, Aunt Chu, are you planning to marry her?

Bah, blind dogs and men.

After silently saying these two sentences in her heart, Xiaohong didn't want to stay here at all, and the forehead feather just fell off by itself.

She backed away without saying a word, turned half a circle and then shook her wings. The gorgeous feathers were shining brightly, and she uttered a high-pitched song unique to Suzaku. Xiaohong flew into the sky and flapped her wings to the west of the city.

It turned out to be a Suzaku. Su Linyuan looked at Xiao Hong who was flying away, and then patted Chu Huashang on the back comfortingly: "The little friend just now is my friend's daughter. I didn't expect it to be the divine bird Suzaku. She just now Didn't the joke scare you?"

Chu Huashang smiled generously: "I'm not really an ordinary girl, how could this small movement scare me?"

She was originally an egret in the mountains and has become a spirit, and the tailor couple are no more than her kind, and they recognize her as her adoptive parents.

So Su Linyuan naturally thought that the snow-white feather belonged to Chu Huashang.