571 this bastard

The guys were very enthusiastic about him. Zhang's mother and others didn't know what they got, and they also came out to watch the fun one after another. The words asked her to feel more about other people's sincerity and plan more for herself. "Even if you don't think about yourself, child, you should always think about it, right?"

She was furious, but even if she said her concerns, they would not understand. She could only grit her teeth: "You can't look good. He's not a good man!"

But they always have a lot to refute her and mention the young man sitting opposite Xuanyuan: "I know that the shopkeeper doesn't like people who are too beautiful, so that's not bad. White and clean, clear and beautiful, since I met the shopkeeper, I have eaten here every day. However, he is not a rich man. Oh, that's good. These days, rich men are unreliable, and it's better to be stable. Manager, haven't you noticed it? He blushed as soon as I saw you. He must be an honest man!"

Luo Wener can't figure out why the people in Tianxiang Building have been so noisy recently, and why everyone is thinking about marrying her.

Can't she live without marriage? What are these thoughts?

But after a while, the topic turned to Xuanyuan Shang: "But in my opinion, the shopkeeper is not alone now. If you want to get married, you have to consider whether the child is happy or not. Do you think Mao Mao and Doudou like that nobleman? I have never seen these two children so close to anyone. Alas, this is fate!"

Luo Wen'er's nails scratched the appenix on the second floor, and viciously stared at the two little demons sitting on Xuanyuan Shangyi's left and one right, smiling extremely flattering at him.

"Shopkeeper, have you found it? That nobleman is also very kind to children, just like a family..."

"I said that he is not a good person. If you have nothing to do, you will be a thief!"

"The shopkeeper's, that's not right. I know you... but you have to look forward. Do you remember the last time? Doudou rolled down from upstairs, and this nobleman is more anxious than you..."

"Isn't it? And I think this nobleman is not only good-looking, but also has the ability. Mao Mao and Doudou follow him and promise not to suffer losses!"

"It's not just hair and beans? Have you seen him look at the shopkeeper? That's really..." Su Huan said repeatedly, and he couldn't think of a suitable word for a moment.

Luo Wen'er was so angry that it was going to explode.

What are these people thinking? Where are their brains? How can such a valuable person be interested in a woman with two children like her? He is so absorbed in the camp that he has nothing more than an unspeakable purpose. But what can she say? She only found that since Xuanyuan still appeared in Tianxianglou, she began to become weak.

However, these people are not worried. The key is Mao Mao and Doudou. As long as Xuanyuan still comes to the door, the two will surround them, which can always make him meet their wishes, such as this time visiting the lanterns.

Luo Wener turned around with hatred, but heard Doudou call her: "Mom, Dad said that only mother can guess this lantern riddle. Mother, come here quickly..."

Luo Wener had no choice but to walk over and look at the watermelon lamp for a long time without reading a word.

The hair pulled the legs of Doudou's trousers.

Doudou's eyes turned and slipped down from Xuanyuan's arms.

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, all the stalls opened their voices to sell.

Next to

is a small stall specializing in rouge gouache. A young man and woman stopped by. The man looked at the wooden row full of silk flowers for a long time and picked up a gouache begonia hairpin in the woman's hair.

The woman looked up and smiled at the man, and her plain face immediately added a little charm.

Xuanyuan looked at this scene quietly, and I don't know what he thought of, and his expression suddenly deepened.

And a small hand is grabbing his sleeve and shaking it: "Dad, this flower is so beautiful. Don't you buy one for your mother?"

Xuanyuan Shang moved the corners of his lips and picked up the clusters of jasmine flowers that he had seen for a long time...

Luo Wener is still fascinated by the watermelon lamp.

Somehow, she remembered the Lantern Festival many years ago.

Qian Yumo came to see her, got drunk, cheated her out of the door, and walked in a narrow and quiet alley behind her back. Then, he took her to climb the high Yutian Tower. He hugged her, watched the fireworks soaked the smoke under his feet, and enjoyed the floating light in the world together...

There seemed to be something scratching in front of his eyes. When his thoughts turned around, there seemed to be something more on his temples.

She raised her hand and unconsciously stroked her hair. The corners of her lips were still with a wisp of vague smile from her memory, and her eyes also showed tenderness that had not appeared in recent years, a little shy and a little bright.

Xuan Yuan still caught this moment and was stunned. The light reflected at the bottom of his eyes seemed to turn into flames and jumped down fiercely.

If you look at this scene far away, it is a man who put a silk flower on the woman's hair, and the woman stroked her temples, opposite her veins.

In fact, this is the most common scene for countless men and women tonight, but this pair aroused the anger of a person hiding in a distant alley.

Seeing that he was about to rush out, he was hugged by one hand and dragged back. When Luo Wener looked at it as if she felt something, she only saw the colorful light under the flying fireworks passing through the alley.

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"Ren me, let me go! I'm going to beat him, this bastard!"

In the alley, Qian Yumo is struggling. Hu Lun was blue and swollen by the arm he waved, but he made up his mind not to let go.

"Master, calm down, calm down. You rush out like this, in case..."

Without saying too clearly, he saw that the master suddenly stopped struggling and punched the wall.

A fireworks rose appropriately and made a loud noise, covering up the dullness. However, there were two dark colors winding down along the rough wall.

"Master..." Hu Lun was anxious and quickly let him go to check the injury.

How could Qian Yumo be free and immediately moved to the entrance of the alley?

Hu Lun was shocked.

But he just stopped at the entrance of the alley, stood for a while, and slowly looked over...

Hu Lun also followed and poked out his head...

Over there, across the street and across the crowd, the two are silently facing each other.

There are many people and lively people on the street, but somehow, the two people attracted people's attention for no reason.

They stood there, in the lights, under the flames, like a pair of beautiful people.

Not long, the man bent down and picked up a pink little girl. The little girl cracked her mouth without front teeth and smiled brightly and cutely.

And a thickly dressed little boy also took the woman's hand, but looked at the man and didn't know what he was saying.

Hu Lun saw that the master's hand on the wall was tightening little by little, and his fingertips gradually fell into the wall.

He hurriedly lowered his eyes and dared not look at the master's face. He was afraid that he would cry.

Since Luo Wen'er left the palace, the master has been sending someone to protect him secretly. If something happens, he will report it in time.

That day, I heard that Doudou rolled down the stairs and was unconscious, and the master rushed out of the palace desperately. However, when he rushed to the small courtyard, he saw that Doudou was sleeping in **. Luo Wener stayed aside, and there was a Xuanyuan Shang beside him.

The winter night was cold, but the master stood in the yard for a long time. After coming back, he was very sick.

He knew that the master was very afraid of those children because of Luo Wen's body, especially the thrill of seeing her give birth. However, after all, bone and blood connect the heart, otherwise why do you always walk around the hall with two pillows, saying things that no one can understand, and kiss from time to time, which makes people feel furious?

Over time, the small pillow is replaced with a large pillow. But after all, the pillow can't walk, so every time the master goes back to the palace, he will draw a picture.

The picture is always two children, with Luo Wener next to him and another himself, who seems to be leading the child for a walk.

The master always looks at the painting for a long time and then burns it without leaving a trace.

The master's heart is bitter. He knows that this feeling of not seeing each other is like cutting his heart with a blunt knife.

But what can I do?

Luo Wener only knew that it was forced by the situation and had to leave the palace and leave her master, but did she know the real reason?

However, this reason can't be told to her, so if it's about suffering, it's just the suffering of the master alone, and she... Humph, she even messed up with Xuanyuan. She can know how uncomfortable the master's heart is. The master has paid so much, but in the end, what did he get?

Take the risk just to look at her from afar, but what did the master see?

Luo Wener, you are so hurtful!

"Master..."

Hu Lun wanted to comfort him, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he cried.

Qian Yumo didn't seem to hear it. He stood for a while, turned around silently and walked to the depths of the alley.

In the firecrackers, Hu Lun seemed to hear him say, "The person guarding her, it's time to come back..."

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Qian Yumo left sadly, so he didn't see it. As soon as he turned around, an old woman came to Luo Wen'er and called happily: "Madam..."

Luo Wener didn't recognize her, but at this moment, her mind turned around, her fingertips touched the silk flowers on her temples, and her eyes locked Xuanyuan Shang, slightly condensed and cold.

The old woman didn't realize it at all and said excitedly, "It's like it's really a lady."

Luo Wener held the corners of her lips with difficulty: "You are..."

The old woman took a look at Mao Mao and Doudou and praised, "Oh, they are so old and handsome. Madam, you are blessed!"

Luo Wener was a little upset. She took off the silk flowers and planned to throw them back to Xuanyuan. Seeing someone next to her, she thought it was better to save some face for him.

And the old woman chattered endlessly: "On the day of my wife's birth, it was really thrilling. That father-in-law... Tutut, to my wife is really... I have never seen a man giving birth with his wife. The delivery room is a place of blood, and it's too late to avoid it. But I don't know the father-in-law..."

The old woman looked at the tall man beside her and frowned... She remembered that the appearance of that day was obviously not like this. But in four years, can an adult change so much?

She was about to ask questions, but she saw that Luo Wener had turned around and walked silently to the crowd...