She nodded: "I know, that's why I asked you to protect him, I don't know what the second uncle can find out, but I know that Wen Yitong must not have an accident." ” "If it's really him who is secretive to Chu and reveals your identity?"
Ling Ran smiled in Lingxi's eyes and said, "Then I will admit it too." ” "Huh."
Aoki sighed and sneered: "I really don't know what you're going to do, is it possible, you like him?"
” Lingxi pursed his lips and sighed: "I'm not doing this for myself, in short, Wen Yitong must not have anything to do, I'm afraid that the second uncle's temperament will be rash if he finds something." ” There was some anger in Aoki's eyes at this time: "I can explain first, I went to protect him, if my ability is limited and I don't protect him well, don't blame me." ” After he finished speaking, he was about to turn around and go out of the window, but Lingxi immediately reached out and grabbed him, with a warm smile in his eyes: "Aoki, I know you care about me, but I want to say that no matter what Wen Yitong does, he will never hurt me, I believe that." ” Aoki shook off his hand with a look of disgust, and said with a slight turn in his eyes: "Who cares about you, don't be sentimental." ” Lingxi smiled lightly, and said with a slight hope: "Although I don't have any memory of those things in the barren mountain, but I know that you must not be so indifferent when we met, if I get back the memory of the year, will you become the Aoki of the past?"
” Aoki was stunned for a moment, but then frowned and snorted coldly: "You can't even remember what I was like back then, how can you know my temperament back then, it's ridiculous." ” Lingxi bit her lip and blinked her eyes, reached out and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, my sister will remember it one day." ” His face suddenly became ugly, and he even said coldly: "I will never admit that you are my sister."
After saying that, he took a deep breath, and his eyes flew out of the window with a crack in his eyes, and the figure disappeared.
Lingxi was stunned, why was he so angry?
After drinking the medicine, she closed the window and lay down on the couch, and throughout the night, it seemed that a young man kept appearing in front of her in her dream, but she couldn't see his face clearly.
With that figure, she could still call out his name, and she kept shouting: Brother Hualiu---- Brother Hualiu The unheard figure is still wandering.
Until I wake up from a dream------------------- Until the day of the Falling Plum Festival, Lingxi didn't ask what this festival was about.
Because this was just a promise that Yan Jinchao came, she didn't care.
So when Huaixiang asked her meaningfully, "Miss, don't you want to know what this Plum Festival is for?"
” She directly refused: "I don't want to." ” She got into the carriage with the lantern, and walked out of the carriage with the octagonal lantern alone and went to the Luomei Bridge.
The whole bridge is extremely long, and there is no lake under the bridge, but a sea of flowers.
At this time, the plum bridge is in response to its name, the bridge is planted with plum trees on both sides, it is the season of plum blossoms at this time, so the plum blossoms are flying all over the sky, and the eyes are full of colorful falling Ying, just like the flowers and rain are lush this scene is like a house.
Walking to the side of the bridge, I just looked at the thick plum petals on the bridge, and even the shoes of pedestrians were stained with plum fragrance, and under the bridge, there were endless manzhu sawa planted all over the ground, which was scorching and gorgeous like a wedding dress.
Lingxi carried a lantern, it was dusk and sunset, and there were young men and women everywhere, all carrying various lanterns in their hands.
Under the side of the bridge, there are gongs and drums dancing fish and dragons, and it is lively as if it is a New Year's Festival.
Lingxi looked around, watching the people around him become more and more confused, why are they all boys and girls?
Not even a person with a bun can be found.
Lingxi watched and walked, and his face under the veil became more and more helpless, what the hell is this Yan Jinchao doing!
Walking to the middle of the bridge, she leaned down and looked at the Manzhu Sawa reflected in the lights below, didn't she say that this flower is a symbol of the flower of the Yellow Spring, and it is unlucky to plant?
But it's hard not to love such a bewitching flower.
With such a mysterious and charming flower, she bit her lower lip and leaned against the bridge to watch.
From a distance, this girl in a pale pink dress stood there with a vulgar posture, a golden octagonal lamp in her hand reflected the tulle on her body, and the eyebrows and eyes on the veil smiled slightly pensively.
There are plum blossom petals flying on her side, and they all say that the beauty is in the bones and not in the skin, and the people who can't see her face clearly, but looking at the figure, they feel that the whole picture is like a fairy in the painting, and it is incompatible with the worldly men and women who come and go around her.
She didn't know how many steps she had been standing here, until suddenly someone flashed and took her by the hand and led her down the bridge.
Lingxi suddenly came back to his senses and looked at the person who was pulling her, with a black hat, and the black veil of the hat covered his entire face so tightly that he couldn't see anything.
And this slender man kept pulling her, and involuntarily pulled her to the winding place under the wall, and directly stopped her waist and jumped into the sea of flowers, with Manzhu Sawa at her feet, and a group of people watching the excitement with bright lights on her head.
So at this time, the position they were standing in was not noticed at all.
She didn't resist, but kept looking at him with a blank stare.
Except for the lilac that showed the hem of her dress, she couldn't tell who this person was from anywhere else.
Chu Lingxun lifted the black veil at this time to reveal a charming face without a mask, and he looked at her in a daze at this time with a smile: "What, do you still want to go to the bridge waiting for your Ruyi Langjun to exchange lanterns with you?"
” Lingxi was still distracted, and he didn't hear what he said at all, and at this time, he looked at his black hat in a daze, and couldn't help but reach out and touch his black veil.
The feeling of déjà vu swept over my heart, my eyes filled my body, and my brain was full of suffocating confusion, as if I was in the sea and wanted to break free from some constraints.
Chu Lingxun held her hand, and his eyes were cold: "When Yan Jinchao asked you to come here, this king thought that if you knew what kind of place this was, I wouldn't have come, but I didn't expect you to come anyway, what's the matter, one Chu Juechen and one Wen Yitong are not enough, and now even Yan Jinchao wants to become a minister under his skirt?"
” She didn't listen to a word of his words at all, Lingxi closed her eyes in a daze, covered her head and frowned in pain, as if something was really about to pop out of her brain.
Why do you suddenly feel this way?
Why?
A figure flashed in his mind, a man wearing a black gauze hat ----- that young man who was not barren ----- Ji Hualiu.
That layer of memory seems to be separated by a membrane, as long as she pokes her open, she will remember everything.
However, I couldn't poke it open, and it hurt so much in my brain.