"Okay," Chen Dingshan likes his daughter's little mouth that can coax people. Although it is impossible, how can a person not grow up and how can he not grow old? But if you listen to these words, it is really heart-wrenching.

"A Ning doesn't grow up, and Daddy doesn't grow old."

Chen Dingshan touched his daughter's little face again, but he still felt uncomfortable. Look, his daughter has grown up, but she hasn't seen her for three years and has grown taller. Although she is still a child, she is a big child and can't hug her casually.

He really wanted to see that when he brought his daughter back, she was small, like a kitten, and was very pitiful. He took her all the way back to the mansion, but why didn't she grow up all of a sudden?

He really wants to cry now.

Chen Dingshan is in a bad mood now, and everyone has discovered it, so even he walks with him, and he has a black face all day long. Even if Shen Qingci lives for two more lives, he will never see anyone so long.

The closer it is to the day when Shen Qingrong gets married, the longer his face will be. He is reluctant to do so, but it is the day when Shen Qingrong gets married.

Early on, Shen Qingrong was already called by Madam Qin. She just ate some casually, but she couldn't eat too much. She was afraid that she wouldn't be able to change the newly made wedding clothes. The wedding clothes were made by Shen Qingrong herself. Every stitch and thread were wonderful stitches. Even the embroidered patterns were vivid and beautiful. She was afraid that only she could make such wedding clothes in Beijing.

She has learned the skills of Li Xiuyu for so long, and today is the last day that Li Xiuyu teaches her.

The girl has learned all the ways of showing off her servants, and she is even more beautiful than Lan. What Li Xiuyu said is real, and she can't teach her anything. She can teach everything she can teach, and she can also give her points. Now she is really useless to Shen Qingrong.

Shen Qingrong knew what Li Xiuyu meant.

Because she is leaving.

"Master, will we see you again in the future?"

Shen Qingrong asked Li Xiuyu, what happened? After spending five years together, they were both teachers and friends, and their relationship was not without.

In fact, if possible, she really wants Li Xiuyu to accompany her for the rest of her life.

However, Li Xiuyu is not her slave after all. She has her own way to go, people she cares about, and things she has to do.

"Maybe..." Li Xiuyu finally smiled, but the smile was like the flashes of cereals in the mountains, and it instantly broke out again. Yes, maybe, one day we can meet, and maybe, after this farewell, there will be no meeting.

This is what the world is.

It’s just that fate goes away, fate goes away.

Shen Qingrong's red lips closed for a long time, but in the end she didn't say anything. She turned around and took out a box from the cabinet on one side.

"Master Li, this is your contract to sell your body. My sister gave me this time, and there are some things I prepared for the master."

"Master, I'll take care of you when I go to the mountains and the road is high."

"Thank you, Miss," Li Xiuyu took the box, hugged it tightly, then turned around and left, but she didn't turn around. She left without turning around, and she didn't have to look back anymore. Looking back, she just added a little bit of sadness.

Li Xiuyu left the Duke of Wei's Mansion, and then she stopped, then turned around and stood in front of the Duke of Wei's Mansion.

For a long time, she looked at her place where she had lived for nearly five years.

Yes, I am afraid I will never be able to meet again when I go to the mountains and the road is far away.

"Big girl, take care of yourself."

She left with the box in her arms, and only brought a few of her clothes on her body, and then took nothing away.

"She's gone?" When Shen Qingci came over, Li Xiuyu disappeared. When Li Xiu was in the mansion, he always stayed with her elder sister.

She guessed that Li Xiuyu left today, but she didn't expect that she would really leave. The life in the Duke of Wei's Mansion was stable and rich. There was no need to worry about being persecuted or bullied here. But this was not the day Li Xiuyu wanted. The life she wanted. If she didn't come here, her heart wouldn't be here. This was just a cage that had trapped her for five years.

"Yeah, I'm leaving," Shen Qingrong sat there, her fingers placed above her wedding dress. She lowered her eyelashes slightly, but she could feel the faint sadness.

It is also possible that this is the first separation of life and death that she truly experienced.

This is not a separation from death, but also a separation from life.

That is her friend, teacher, and mother.

"Sister, you brought you some things." Shen Qingci took a lacquered wooden box from Bai Mei's arms and placed it on the table.

“What is it?”

When Shen Qingrong raised her face again, she was already smiling again.

"Come on, sister, what have you brought to my sister?"

It's really a good thing.

Shen Qingrong opened the lacquered wooden box, which contained a set of red brocade boxes of rouge powder.

"I made this for my sister. At that time, I will ask Mrs. Xi to use these to make up the older sister, so that she will make her ugly sister and her brother-in-law will touch her powder."

"You dead girl."

Shen Qingrong was so embarrassed that Shen Qingrong blushed. She hurried forward and pulled her little face with one hand, "You shameless little girl."

But I didn't understand the escape from Qingci, so she was embarrassed? Isn't what she said the truth? Anyone who touched this is a fan of his own hands.

So, her sister's heart is actually a needle under the sea.

"My good sister, what are you doing here?"

Madam He hurriedly came in, grabbed Shen Qingci and went out, and Xi's wife came soon. If you want to come, you have to wait until Xi's wife comes.

Shen Qingci reluctantly followed Madam He, leaving Shen Qingrong, who was alone and sat there quietly, and only Madam Qin was with her.

After a while, Mrs. Xi came over and helped Shen Qingrong open her face first. She used a red rope and her fingers quickly Shen Qingrong's face moved. Shen Qingrong frowned from time to time. It really hurts this time, but this is a step that a woman must take, just like getting married, she must go through this road and assume this identity.

"Miss, this rouge is very useful."

After applying a little on his hand, he knew it was good or bad. The color was so bright that just by applying a little on it, the makeup would look great.

And now she wants to make a makeup for herself and bring makeup to those older girls and wives in the future.
Chapter completed!