Chapter 16 Helpless resistance to the heart machine

"Potato, don't be naughty. Sister, these flowers are very useful." Ling Xiao sat in the yard and turned over the blue and white flowers that were almost dry in the corner of the wall.

The potato "meowed" on one side, added Tian Lingxiao's hand, and slept obediently next to the pile of dried flowers, just like a conscientious nurse.

The afternoon sun is always particularly bright. Ling Xiao looked up at the sky and counted the time. It should be coming soon.

Thinking of this, she stood up, carefully put the pile of dried flowers into the handkerchief and walked into her room.

Since five years ago, she has not slept in the same room with her mother. They tried to clean up the firewood house, and the layout was barely a boudoir. Ling Xiao lived there and was not used to it at first, but after a long time, he also felt very good. In particular, there used to be someone in that kang...

Ling Xiao walked to his bedside, took out two paper bags and a small porcelain bottle from under the pillow, held it in his hand, a little hesitant, as if there was a strong ideological struggle on why.

For a moment, she looked awe-in, as if she had made up her mind and stood up.

Take out the dried flowers, put them in a small incense burner on the table, and then open the paper bags in her hand one by one. One of them was brown wood chips, and the other paper bags were a little white powder. She put all these things into the incense burner.

"Sister?" Yue Chan's voice came from outside the courtyard, and she was a little impatient. " Mr. Luo is here. Why don't you come out to greet him?"

Ling Xiao's body shook, accelerated the speed of his hand, quickly opened the porcelain bottle, and poured a drop of oil into the incense burner. Finally, take out the flint and light it.

"Ms. Luo, you are here." Ling Xiao walked out of the room to greet her "future husband", and a few rays of cigarettes rose faintly in the room behind her.

"Miss Ling." Ling Xiao was deliberately dressed up today. Naturally, it was carefully decorated in line with Luo Liang's aesthetics. Sure enough, as soon as Luo Liang saw her coming out of the room, he almost wanted to rush up. Fortunately, he knew that he wanted to be self-identified at this time. Besides, this little lady will soon be his. Why should she be in a hurry for a while? It's not beautiful. Therefore, he calmed down and gave a salute.

"Since you want to see each other before getting married, I'm also happy to achieve good things, so I won't bother you." Yue Chan covered her mouth and smiled, then pulled Luoshang and turned away.

"Ms. Luo, please sit down." Ling Xiao raised his hand and motioned Luo Liang to sit down.

"Oh, no, no, it's still Miss Ling, please." Luo Liang instinctively wanted to sit on it, and suddenly thought that it was the magistrate's family. At least he had to be polite. My sister told him about the situation of Lingfu, so it was not surprising that he was so dilapidating here.

"Son Luo, it's really polite. Now I am the Lord, you are the guest, and the guests sit up, which is the proper etiquette. Ling Xiao lowered his head, half shy, and said in a low voice like a mosquito fly, "What's more, in the future, you will be mine..."

At this point, Ling Xiao's face was swollen and he couldn't go on. When Luo Liang saw her appearance and heard such words, he was in a good mood and no longer polite. He laughed loudly and said, "Hahaha, God really treats me well. It's really a great blessing to get such a good wife."

"Bah, it's really a prodigal son." Ling Xiao smiled contemptuously in his heart, but his face did not show it. He just lowered his eyes with shame.

"I don't know what Xiaoer is looking for me today?" Luo Liang changed his name and said kindly.

Ling Xiao's body trembled imperceptiblely and smiled a little stiffly, "Ha ha, nothing, just..."

"Just what?" Luo Liang hurriedly asked. Since he heard that Ling Xiao was going to invite him to tea, he was so excited that he dreamed of marrying someone home.

"It's just that I'm worried... Mr. Luo will go back..." At this point, Ling Xiao deliberately showed an embarrassed look and didn't go on.

"Don't worry, Xiaoer, I will treat you well after we get married!" Luo Liang expressed his position in a hurry, and even stood up with a serious face. "I, Luo Liang, have had some... What, but that's all in the past. I think it must not be compared with Xiaoer's knowledge, right?"

Originally, Mrs. Luo heard that she was an unfavored concubine, and she was a little worried about whether she would be too ignorant and rude. However, Luoshang told her that although the woman was not favored in the house, she had been taught by her husband since she was a child. The other female red etiquette was not abandoned, so she was reassuring.

"It's natural. As long as Mr. Luo can treat Ling Xiao well, Ling Xiao will..." Ling Xiao said a little weeping and looked out of the window, "To tell you the truth, I'm in this house..."

"Singer, I know it!" Luo Liang showed a heroic look, "This Ling Mansion treats you badly. I won't!"

After a few words, Ling Xiao had already been a little impatient, especially in the face of such a person, which really made her impatient at all, so she said, "I know Mr. Luo can be entrusted. I invited you here today just to make yourself more at ease. Now think about it, the last time we met in Lingqi Temple, it was the fate arranged by God.

"Yes." Luo Liang patted his thigh excitedly, "I said that the weather was particularly good that day, and I wanted to ask the Bodhisattva if he could give me a good fate. Unexpectedly, before I opened my mouth, this good fate came to me."

"Since it's fate, I thought to myself whether we can be different from others when we get married."

"Oh? How is it different?

"Ling Xiao has always hoped that his future husband can wear my own purse to marry me." Ling Xiao turned his head slightly, but secretly paid attention to Luo Liang's expression.

Sure enough, Luo Liang was overjoyed when he heard it, "I can't ask for it."

He has already called himself a romantic son, but he is happy to show anything that is different and elegant. In the future, maybe I can show off to my friends.

"I finished it yesterday. Now I'm putting it in the room. Please wait a moment and I'll pick it up." Ling Xiao said and walked to the room. After entering the door, he seemed to forget to close the door for a moment.

The women's boudoir is a mysterious place for men, and it is easy to enter. It's the same for Luo Liang. Although he bullies men and women, he can't get into the girl's boudoir at will. At this moment, seeing that Ling Xiao has not closed the door, sitting here can clearly see the beauty sitting by the bed looking for objects, which is really itchy.

Just when he was a little restless, he heard Ling Xiao shouting, which was really great and gave him an excellent reason to break into the door.

"Sxiaoer, what's wrong with you?" Luo Liang quickly walked in and closed the door smoothly.

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed with an imperceptible disgust, but when he thought that he was going to marry such a person, he immediately felt cruel, and now he had to be patient.

"Nothing, I accidentally scratched my nails just now." Ling Xiao sat down at the table with his purse, poured a cup of tea for Luo Liang, and blamed himself, "I'm really sorry for making Mr. Luo worried."

"Alas, what did you say? You are my future wife. It's normal to care. Luo Liang waved his hand, but thought to himself, if not, how could I come in?

"Eun. Luo, please have tea."

"Well, it's really good tea." Luo Liang's face was still endless, "It's fresh and sweet, and the aftertaste is long. It's really good tea."

In fact, how can there be good tea for him at Ling Xiao's home? Those are just the most lame old teas given by his aunt. Maybe they are moldy. However, now Luo Liang's attention is not really focused on tea tasting. Even if he gives him a pot of smouse, he can drink it.

"Ha ha." Ling Xiao smiled dryly and handed him his purse. "Well, Mr. Luo, please look at my purse. How is the embroidery? If you don't like it, I'll do it again." As he spoke, he stretched out his slender fingers and picked up the spices in the fumigator with bamboo sticks.

"Why don't you like it? I like all the things made by Xiaoer." Luo Liang's words became more and more unspeakable.

Ling Xiao noticed that his expression seemed to be a little confused, and knew that the effect of the medicine was probably beginning to attack. It should take a while to calculate the time. It seemed that it would take a while.

"Sunzi Luo, I don't know what books you usually read?" Ling Xiao had nothing to say to him and asked casually, paying close attention to the window.

"Reading? I never read." Luo Liang laughed and said, "My father is the county magistrate, and I am the prince of one side. I'm afraid that I won't be rich in the future."

"Oh? Doesn't Mr. Luo like to recite poems with the literati Mo Ke the most? Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows and asked.

Luo Liang also seemed to find that he had said something wrong and hurriedly said, "Oh, hehe, that..." For a moment, he couldn't think of anything to say. Seeing the small smoker on the table, he finally found a topic that could be transferred!

"Oh, this stove looks exquisite, and the spices used are good. I don't know what they are? It really smells so good." With that, he closed his eyes and took a big breath, looking satisfied.

Ling Xiao looked at it coldly, hehe, just take a few more breaths.

"It's nothing. It's just some ordinary spices. It was originally used for laving. I prepared more yesterday, so I thought it would be good to smoke the house."

However, Ling Xiao regretted the next moment. The man surnamed Luo seemed to smell too much, and the effect of the medicine broke out in advance!

But she can't do it. She calculated the time and effect of the medicine, and in order to prevent it from being discovered, the material was put in a very small amount. How could it be?

After all, it's the first time to do this bad thing. Ling Xiao is fine with everything, but she didn't expect that Luo Liang was not a good man and a believer. He had a good heart for her. Even if he didn't have that incense, I'm afraid he wouldn't behaved.

"Xiao'er is really clever and beautiful." Luo Liang leaned against Ling Xiao and stretched out his hand. He didn't know what he wanted to do. Ling Xiao hid beside him as soon as he saw it.

"The praise of Mr. Luo."

"Singer, I've never seen such a beautiful woman like you." Luo Liang came over again, "It's like water... That flower... Oh, hibiscus, yes, it's water hibiscus."

"Ha ha." Then hide.

"Singer, are you hiding from me?" Luo Liang narrowed his eyes and asked.

"How can it be?" Ling Xiao looked out of the window again and became a little anxious.

"We are going to get married sooner or later, so what is it?" Luo Liang simply grabbed Ling Xiao's hand and said with a smile.