The next life?

Lin Sishen cannot control the affairs of this life, so how can he make a promise to live?

Of course, Lin Sishen also knew in his heart that what Yun Liu really wanted was just an illusory promise to comfort himself.

But this promise gave Yun Liu a comfort or a little hope for her.

If it were the past, in order to comfort Yun Liu, Lin Sishen might have agreed without hesitation.

But at the critical moment, Chen Qinghuan's face appeared in Lin Sishen's mind. If the princess knew that she had agreed to Yun Liu's appointment in the next life, she would probably be so angry that she would ignore her again.

Lin Sishen looked up at Yun Liu, who was pale in front of him, with a blank look in his eyes. After a long time, he shook his head and felt a little reluctant to look at him. She turned her head and sighed softly, and said apologetically: "Yun Liu, I'm sorry."

This sentence completely wiped out all Yun Liu's hope. She was clearly prepared from the beginning, but at this time she was still rejected by Lin Sishen and was so hurt that she was completely wounded.

Yun Liu took two steps back and barely stood firm against the red painted wooden pillar behind her. She shook her head with a dead face and forced herself to speak, her tone was difficult and desperate: "Mr. Lin, Yun Liu already knows the young master's intentions."

The self-blame in her heart made Lin Sishen feel a little uneasy. She knew that no matter what she said now, Yun Liu could not feel better. Perhaps the best comfort was to stop appearing in front of her as much as possible from then on.

Lin Sishen felt a complicated and bitter feeling. Since she met Yun Liu, she had never thought that there would be today. She turned her head and lowered her eyes and whispered: "SiShen said goodbye, I won't disturb Miss Yun Liu."

As soon as he turned around, Yun Liu called out and called out: "Young Master Lin."

Lin Sishen stopped and did not turn around for a long time. She didn't know what Yun Liu wanted to say to her.

However, Yun Liu didn't say anything else, but just whispered: "Before the princess left, didn't he instruct Mr. Lin to buy a few boxes of rouge and a robe in this shop? Mr. Wang should pick it up and take it back, otherwise the princess would definitely think that the prince had never taken her instructions to heart."

Lin Sishen turned around hesitantly. She did not look at Yun Liu, but lowered her head and said a little embarrassedly: "I almost forgot about this."

Yun Liu leaned motionlessly beside the pillar. She lowered her head, making people unable to see her face and expression clearly. Only her plain tone could be heard: "Young Master Lin choose it yourself, just treat it as Yun Liu gave it to the princess."

Lin Sishen had no intention of picking up rouge clothes. She quickly walked to the counter and picked up two boxes of rouge casually. She then pulled off a piece of clothes from the wooden rack next to her. Without checking whether the size was appropriate, she spread them all next to Yun Liu.

"The money must be paid. I have adjusted it. Miss Yunliu might as well see how much money should be given."

Yun Liu kept his head down. She hadn't even looked at her side, and then said softly: "The county magistrate is slender and tall, and the clothes the young master chose may not be suitable."

Lin Sishen was stunned. She didn't even see carefully what the clothes she had just pulled off were like. After being reminded by Yun Liu, she reached out and pulled the clothes, and then she realized that the pink clothes seemed very generous.

Lin Sishen was confused when she pulled this clothes that didn't look fit. She didn't know how to pick up clothes for Chen Qinghua. Chen Qinghua was not here, so how could she grasp this size?

Just as she felt embarrassed and helpless, Yun Liu suddenly stood up straight and walked past her. For some reason, she staggered and almost fell.

Fortunately, Lin Sishen was quick-eyed and quickly reached out to hold Yun Liu in time. Her warm palms were against Yun Liu's cold arms. Even through her clothes, Yun Liu's cold skin, which was as cold as ice, still made Lin Sishen tremble.

Lin Sishen was a little confused, and she hurriedly asked: "What's wrong with you..."

But before he finished speaking, Yun Liu seemed to be electrocuted, and quickly and forcefully shook Lin Sishen's hand, so that she almost was driven down by the force. Seeing that Lin Sishen seemed to want to step forward again, Yun Liu barely stood firm, and his tone trembled weakly: "Young Master Lin, just think Yun Liu begged you, don't come again."

The tone of pleading pain made Lin Sishen froze in place. Her thin lips trembled slightly, and then she lowered her head in shame and said nothing.

Yun Liu raised his sleeve and wiped away the tears, took a deep breath and turned his back to Lin Sishen, and said in a low voice and respectfully: "If Mr. Lin trusts Yun Liu, then let Yun Liu choose a piece of clothes for the master."

Lin Sishen took a step back and nodded: "Then I'll bother Miss Yun Liu."

It was clearly said that he was picking clothes for Shen Qinghuan, but Yun Liu left Lin Sishen and turned around and walked into the attic. Lin Sishen stood at the counter and waited for a while. Then Yun Liu came back with a neatly folded blue dress.

Yun Liu's expression seemed to have improved a lot compared to before. The tears on her face were wiped away, but the red eyes still showed that her grief was crying not long ago.

Without taking a look at the clothes, Yun Liu wrapped the rouge and clothes together for her, and finally handed them to her.

Yun Liu didn't want to collect the money given by Lin Sishen no matter what, Lin Sishen had no choice but to take out a large piece of silver ingot from her purse when she was not paying attention and secretly placed it on the counter.

After opening the door, Yun Liu sent Lin Sishen outside the door. She still didn't look up at Lin Sishen even with a glance, but just lowered her head and bowed respectfully and said, "Young Master Lin, walk slowly."

Lin Sishen stood on the stone steps, and she turned around and looked at Yun Liu: "Yun Liu, take good care of yourself. If you encounter any difficulties in the future, you can ask the general's mansion to find me."

Yun Liuzhe's head was raised, and he whispered to thank him in a low voice: "Thank you for your care, my son."

"Goodbye."

Seeing this, Lin Sishen couldn't say anything else. She nodded and then held the bag in her arms tightly. She looked at Yun Liu with a complicated heart and turned around and left.

It was not until Lin Sishen walked a little further that Yun Liu raised his eyes quickly and found Lin Sishen's back at one glance. A wet mist filled her eyes again. She looked at Lin Sishen's back in despair, and she had not come back to her senses for a long time.

After all, the tenderness and infatuation were still wrong.

But what if she said the ruthless ruthless words thousands of times, she still didn't want to forget them and refused to give up.

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Lin Sishen walked back to the general's mansion absent-mindedly. She was a little distracted along the way and even almost ran into someone else.

As soon as he stepped into the mansion, Liu Qingyun walked towards him.

Lin Sishen seemed to have not seen her, with a bag in his arms and lowered his head, walking past Liu Qingyun. Not to mention saying hello, he had never even looked at Liu Qingyun.

Seeing Lin Sishen hurriedly walking by herself, the joy on Liu Qingyun's face stopped stiffly. She turned around slowly in a daze, looked at Lin Sishen's back, narrowed her eyes dangerously, and roared with her hips: "Stupid brat, do you still have your mother in your eyes?"

Lin Sishen was frightened by Liu Qingyun's roar and came back to his senses. She turned around blankly, and then she saw Liu Qingyun standing not far behind her, with an unhappy face written on her face.

Lin Sishen coughed a little awkwardly, raised a smile on his face, and waved to Liu Qingyun: "Mom, are you going to leave the mansion?"

Liu Qingyun walked up to Lin Sishen with a stern face, squinted his eyes and stared at the fake smile on her face: "Look at your guilty look, but what bad thing did you do?"

Lin Sishen smiled and shrugged, "Mom, you don't know me, what bad things can I do."

Liu Qingyun gave her annoyed look, then glanced at the bag in her arms, and pointed: "What is in the bag, put in the bag?"

Without thinking about it, Lin Sishen blurted out his lie: "A few medicinal herbs in Mo Zhu have been used up, and I specially bought it for her to go to the pharmacy."

Liu Qingyun didn't have any doubts, just nodded perfunctorily, then looked at Lin Sishen seriously. After looking around for a few glances, she reached out and pulled Lin Sishen aside, with an excited light flashing in her eyes: "Shen'er, my mother asks you, is the deadline coming soon?"

“What deadline?”

Lin Sishen looked at Liu Qingyun in confusion, but she didn't say it clearly. Lin Sishen didn't know what the deadline was.

Liu Qingyun raised her hand and pinched her face, feeling a little dissatisfied with her and forgot about this: "It's a three-year period. Didn't you tell your mother before that the princess made an agreement with you to divorce you three years after getting married?"

Lin Sishen suddenly realized that Liu Qingyun was always worried that Shen Qinghua would discover Lin Sishen's identity and was suspicious all the time. In order to make her feel relieved, Lin Sishen informed Liu Qingyun of the agreement between Shen Qinghua and her.

Seeing Lin Sishen's eyes flashing, Liu Qingyun's uneasiness surged up again. She clenched Lin Sishen's wrist and said in a deep voice: "Mom has calculated carefully. It will take about one and a half months to fill three years. Shen'er, the princess shouldn't lie to us, right?"

Lin Sishen lowered his head and said perfunctorily: "Although it was three years, it might not be bad for a day."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Sishen raised his eyes and pretended to look at Liu Qingyun casually, but saw that Liu Qingyun's face was gloomy and he was staring at him motionlessly, his eyes full of suspicion.

Lin Sishen quickly coughed lightly and said seriously: "What's more, this is Your Majesty's marriage. Even if the county chief divorces, it depends on whether Your Majesty will agree."

Liu Qingyun's face was gloomy and she snorted softly, and said quietly: "Your Majesty does not need to worry about whether you agree. That's her business. It was her that it was three years, and it would be fine for a day. If you are not convenient to mention it to the princess, then my mother will personally ask her for you, does she still count on her words?"

Lin Sishen said something bad in his heart. She frowned and said seriously: "Mom, that's a private appointment between me and the princess. You don't have to worry too much. I know it in my heart. Don't go to find her."

Liu Qingyun was not that easy to coax. She felt a little strange between Lin Sishen and Shen Qinghuan in the morning.

In the past, Lin Sishen was more anxious than her to separate her from Chen Qinghua. Now it's better. It's hard to come soon, but Lin Sishen is not anxious at all, but instead looks reluctant.

Liu Qingyun stared at Lin Sishen's eyes. Seeing that she seemed to dodge, she fortunately raised her hand to pinch Lin Sishen's face, forcing Lin Sishen to look at him from left to right.

Liu Qingyun took a deep breath and asked with a solemn expression: "Tell me honestly, don't you let your mother ask, do you want to ask by yourself, or do you plan to delay the time?"

Lin Sishen pulled open the corners of his lips and smiled. His face was a little deformed by Liu Qingyun. She blinked and said softly: "Mom, can you stop thinking about it all the time? Isn't it still one and a half months before the three-year appointment? What are you anxious about?"

Although it looked exaggerated, Liu Qingyun did not take any action. Seeing Lin Sishen's face turned red, she relaxed her strength again, and then gritted her teeth and said resentfully: "Don't think you can hide it from your mother. You came out of your mother's belly. Do you really think your mother doesn't know your little thoughts?"

Lin Sishen was still the same as before. Once Liu Qingyun questioned her, she would make jokes with a smile. She responded with a smile: "Yes, yes, so how dare I hide it from you from my mother."

But this time, her move was really not good. Liu Qingyun pinched her hard. After Lin Sishen took a deep breath in pain, he said seriously: "Stop giving me a smile, there is only one and a half months left, and the blink of an eye will pass. If you really don't want to speak, your mother will go to Liuguang Pavilion to find her in person."

Seeing Liu Qingyun so serious, Lin Sishen sighed and curled the smile on her face. She asked seriously: "Mom, even if I and the princess are separated, what about afterwards?"

Liu Qingyun was a little confused: "It's a good thing to be separated from each other, what's the matter after?"

Lin Sishen looked at her calmly and said seriously: "If I really divorce the princess, then my grandmother and father will definitely find me a lady in aristocratic family to marry me. At that time, wouldn't I have to find a way to hide it from that lady again?

After saying that, without waiting for Liu Qingyun to speak, Lin Sishen continued with a decisive expression: "What's more, I don't want to delay deceiving other girls' homes anymore. If I really deceive others, I will be tired of them for the rest of my life. I don't want to do this."

Liu Qingyun hesitated when she heard this, but she quickly asserted: "Don't worry, my mother has already made plans for you."

Lin Sishen was stunned for a moment, and she asked with a puzzled look: "What are the plans?"

Liu Qingyun's eyes softened. She let go of her hand, touched Lin Sishen's red cheeks, and said softly: "Your father told me that after the new emperor ascended the throne, he would resign and retire from the mountains and forests, and no longer care about the affairs of the court. On that day, our family would leave the capital and find a small place to live in vain. I will tell your father your identity, and I think he should understand you. After you restore your daughter openly, your mother will find a good husband for you, let you take care of your husband and children, and live the rest of your life safely."

It sounded like a perfect ending, but Lin Sishen listened expressionlessly, and no slight sensation appeared in his heart.

Liu Qingyun's longing tone and hopeful eyes made her feel a little anxious. Such a life was not what she wanted, but she had never thought about it.

But she didn't want to and couldn't help breaking Liu Qingyun's fantasy. She turned her head and whispered: "After you leave, even if your grandmother and father don't urge you, I'm afraid your Majesty will ask."

Liu Qingyun smiled when she heard this. She raised her eyebrows and said relaxedly: "This is easy to deal with, and my mother has thought about it for you."

Lin Sishen was a little confused. It seemed that Liu Qingyun had nothing to do on weekdays, but Chengri thought about how to deal with her business. She sighed helplessly: "Have you arranged it again?"

Liu Qingyun patted Lin Sishen’s shoulder with a proud look on his face: “After you divorce the princess, you will marry Mo Zhu.”

The answer was something Lin Sishen had never thought about. She widened her eyes, as if she had heard something absurd, took a breath and said anxiously: "What did you say, I'll marry Mo Zhu?"

Liu Qingyun nodded vigorously, and she smiled with a spring breeze on her face: "You and Mo Zhu grew up together, and she knows your identity. Your father and grandmother also watched Mo Zhu grow up. I think you and Mo Zhu will be satisfied. As long as you get married, the emperor will not point you in marriage. Who else would object to such a perfect good thing?"

Lin Sishen was stunned, and her pretty face turned pale and red. She looked straight behind Liu Qingyun, her expression trembled, and she spit out two words from her mouth in a hurry and quickly: "Princess."

Liu Qingyun frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "At that time, she will divorce you. What qualifications do she have to oppose your marriage?"

Lin Sishen hurriedly winked at Liu Qingyun, signaling her to shut up, and then secretly pointed behind Liu Qingyun.
To be continued...