075 go to the house to propose marriage

The girl still didn't seem to hear her words, just staring at something unnecessary and sticking to the front.

She was bold and twisted the girl's arm fiercely.

The girl trembling, suddenly stopped and turned her head to look at her. The fog in her eyes gradually dissipated and appeared clear.

"Girl, you're fine."

Bitong almost cried and helped her go to the carriage.

"I seem to have seen Ling Su just now..." Her voice seemed to be whispering.

Bitong didn't dare to talk about it. She just wanted to go home safely as soon as possible, but she was cruel in her heart and had time to ask the white-eyed wolf surnamed Ling.

"No, I saw him." Cheng Xueyan stopped: "He went on a blind date..."

Bitong was shocked: "Girl, let's go back and talk about it. You see so many people watching..."

"Just look, and you won't die..." She looked around and said quietly.

Dead...

This dead word suddenly pierced Bitong, and the girl should not...

"Girl, let's go back first. It's not good for the old lady to ask." He attached it to Cheng Xueyan's ear and whispered, "Let's go back first. I have my own idea..."

She didn't have any idea. She just cheated the girl into the car.

Along the way, the girl leaned weakly on her seat, like a paper man.

When she entered the house at the West Corner Gate, she was glad that it was going well. She saw that the pity beside her wife led a little servant to take a large piece of ice with copper washing and went to the Yanran Pavilion.

Da Damn, why did you come here at this time?

She was about to help the girl find a place to hide, but when she saw Lianlian come out arrogantly, she suddenly saw them, so she walked over with her head held high, saluteed Cheng Xueyan, and then tilted the corners of her lips at Bitong: "I said Bitong, the eldest girl is busy now, and it's okay if she doesn't stay in Yanran Pavilion. Why don't you see anyone?"

"Look at what you said, I'm the only one on the big girl's side. Can I not follow her?"

Bitong has recently become hardened due to the slight momentum of her master.

"I heard that the eldest girl asked Xiaoyu to go there some time ago, but it didn't work, and Xiaoyu was kicked out of the house. Alas, some people want a dominant family..." Lianlian's mean expression is not commensurate with her thin appearance.

"What are you talking about? Wasn't Xiaoyu kicked out because of Ming'er and Xihong? Bitong looked carefully at Cheng Xueyan, but saw that she was just stunned, so she couldn't help but be glad that she was stunned.

"You know what's going on..."

"Rianlian, are you here today to say these inexorable things?"

Lian Lian suddenly remembered the purpose of this time: "Madam asked me to come to Yanran Pavilion to send ice. Originally, I wanted you to get it, but there are no people everywhere. I don't know where you are crazy. I have to come and have a trip. You just have a good-to-do with the big girl. If you change someone else... Well, what's wrong with the big girl?

Lianlian found that Cheng Xueyan didn't respond at all after talking for a long time, and her eyes were straight, like a wooden man.

"Big girl, big girl..." Lianlian shook her hand in front of her eyes, but turned a blind eye. She was afraid: "Bitong, what's wrong with the big girl?"

Bitong was anxious: "What did I do to her? The big girl is... heatstroke!"

This is called emergency wisdom.

Heatstroke? So you still let the eldest girl bask in the sun?" Lian Lian shouted, and Xue Yan walked to the Yanran Pavilion during the driving process: "Let's see how I deal with you when I go back to my wife. The teaching in Guan Juguan can't stop, and there is still something waiting for the big girl on my wife's side..."

"What can I do for you, madam?" Bitong beats drums in her heart.

Lianlian didn't say anything. She helped Bitong help Cheng Xueyan to settle down, put a cold scarf on her head, and let Bitong find patchy pills to serve her.

Cheng Xueyan is like a puppet, doing whatever she is asked to do.

"The situation of the big girl doesn't seem to be right... I have to tell my wife, and I guess I'll invite the doctor to come over..." Lianlian suddenly covered her lips and smiled: "I think Song Guan's side has just asked for marriage and is going to enter the house. I'm afraid I can't ask for it..."

"pro-pro-law? What's the kiss?"

Bitong's eyelashes trembled when she heard this word.

"It's not Song Guan. Since the last time I saw your master, I have been 'unknowable about food and can't sleep at night'. Today, the matchmaker came to propose marriage and wrote a handwritten letter..."

"This..."

Bitong looked at Cheng Xueyan hesitantly and found that the master had returned to dullness.

"Madam is also difficult to do. In fact, there have been a lot of marriage proposals during this period. There are Huo's son, Duan Zhifu's nephew, Chang Hanlin's nephew, Dou Xue, and... I can't remember clearly. The wife also had scruples about the previous incident and said that she didn't dare to make the decision for the big girl anymore, just waiting for the girl to choose one by herself. Come on, I have to go back to my wife's words quickly. Lianlian fanned the wind with a handkerchief and looked around the room: "It's really strange. The whole Cheng family is so cool. Why did the eldest girl suffer from heatstroke?"

After Lianlian left, Bitong hurried to the bedside.

"Girl, girl, did you hear what she just said?"

Cheng Xueyan grabbed the scarf on her head and sat up straight from **: "Go and help me ask what Ling Su means..."

"Ask Mr. Ling? What can he mean?"

Bitong pretended to be confused, but said in her heart that she was going to elope with Mr. Ling, right? Is the girl awake or talking in her sleep?

Cheng Xueyan didn't answer again, jumped out of bed and walked to the door.

Bitong hurriedly delayed. Unexpectedly, the girl was so strong that she almost threw her away. She had no choice but to kneel on the ground and hug the girl's leg and cried, "Even if the girl doesn't think about the slave, she still has to think about herself. What does Mr. Ling think of the girl when she goes?"

Cheng Xueyan has been drowsy since she saw Ling Su in the satin village. She only thought about why Ling Su would go on a blind date. Unexpectedly, she couldn't get out of this dead end, but Bitong's words suddenly led her to rush out of the predicament. Recalling the events before and after, she felt all kinds of suffering surged into her heart, and her heart beat twice, and her mouth was sweet and she unconsciously coughed...

"Ah, blood..."

Bi Tong exclaimed.

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Cheng Xueyan never thought that the plot she had seen on TV would appear vividly.

Cough blood... That's something that noble people can have. How can it happen to themselves? However, if the character spits blood, it is not far from death.

She wanted to laugh a little, and then couldn't wait. If she died, could she go back to her previous life? She really wanted to know what Ling Su looked like now. If the real Cheng Xueyan didn't wear it on herself, would she die? Will Ling Su be sad? However, he is finally free. Maybe he has lived a happy life with Duan Yi.

This negative man!

Thinking of this, I wish I could die immediately so that I could go back to him to settle accounts.

But if she is really dead now, but she is very unwilling, she still doesn't know why Ling Su wants to go on a blind date, whether she changes her mind or plays with her all the time? Perhaps during the period when he and his Hongyan wrote a letter, he was also actively looking for a suitable wife for himself, and she was just a substitute or just a condiment.

Thinking about this, I was so angry that I couldn't wait to catch Ling Xiaobai's face immediately to question him.

After thinking about this, I don't know which Ling Su made her more crazy and reluctant to give up.

Ling Su, Ling Su, whether in your previous life or this life, are you destined to fail me?

Song Guan took the pulse while peeking through the water-blue curtain.

Are you too nervous? Song Guan wiped the oil and sweat on the tip of his nose with his sleeve, and just remembered that the first sentence when a little girl who claimed to be called Lianlian came to ask him to see a doctor was "Rianlian is happy for Dr. Song!"

Why is he happy? He also met several maids with a little face in the house, so naturally thought of the marriage proposal... Did she agree? Suddenly overjoyed. However, the little girl said, "Our wife invited Dr. Song to the house to see a doctor, and the eldest girl got heatstroke."

It's not happy... He was a little disappointed, but when he heard that she was ill, his heart rose again. Last time she was sick, she forgot the past, and will she remember all this illness? She must be unwilling to return to the door by Gu Fu. Moreover, the couple will be benefactorily for a hundred days a day, in case...

He hurried to see what happened, but he even forgot to take the medicine box. Before going out, he went back and changed into a new silk clothes... The blue color can make him look younger.

But now the sleeves are sticky with oil and sweat... Since his wife's death, he has returned to the habit of wiping his nose with his sleeves.

He hurriedly hid the sleeve behind him and shook his other hand on her wrist.

It's strange that her veins are like nothing, brave and powerful for a while, and messy for a while.

He tried to see her face clearly, but the curtain was fluttering, and she seemed to be in the clouds.

"I don't know if the girl can show her face..."

"What can't be done? It's all a family..."

Lian Lian quickly interrupted, but was stared at by Du Mizhen.

The curtain slowly opened, and Song Guan only felt a fragrant wind coming to his face. When he looked over intoxicatedly, he was looking at a pair of angry eyes, and he was shocked.

Song Guan? She has seen it. Cheng Xueyan stared at him. Last time he was sorry for his appearance. This time, he still didn't see him for a long time. His goatee became more and more haggard like corn whiskers, causing him to look more like corn now. But at least he relieved her, and she was trying her best to persuade herself to see him better.

Is he looking for someone to propose marriage?

Her eyes were cold. After being retired, her real value really fell sharply. Even this kind of person began to be eager to try. No wonder Ling Su would change his mind. Yes, she didn't deserve him... In this case, she simply married Song Guan!

Song Guan only felt that her pulse was disordered again, and her face was unpredictable. For a moment, it was difficult to judge what the problem was.

"D. Song, what kind of disease is this?" Du Mizhen couldn't help opening her mouth.