When Lingxiao saw the closed door of the Li family, his heart suddenly became cold. Two cold white lions stood at the door, opening their mouths, facing the street.

Xia Sheng held Ling Xiao's hand, "How can we get in?"

Lingxiao pulled Xiasheng up the steps, and there were loudly clasped on the big red iron door. Someone came to open it for a while. A servant opened the door. He saw two young women standing outside the door.

"Who are you looking for?"

"May I ask, does Li Maolian live here?" Ling Xiao leaned into the head and looked inside, asking the servants.

"Living here, who are you?"

"Who is knocking on the door?" A voice inserted into it. It was the son of the young butler Li, who is now the butler Li family.

Butler Li came over and saw that there was a young lady outside the door. He also learned about the things that the second young master had made recently, and immediately guessed.

"Who is the girl looking for?"                                                           

"Are you a girl from Yanyulou?" Butler Li was still very friendly to her.

Ling Xiao was stunned for a moment and nodded.

"Please go back. The young master is locked up by the master. If you can't get out, you won't see you." As he said that he was about to close the door, Ling Xiao pressed his hands against the door in a hurry.

"Sir, please wait, please tell me why he was locked up?"

"Of course it's because of you. The whole city almost knows what happened to you and our young master." Butler Li squinted his eyebrows. Although the beautiful woman at the door seemed to be as frivolous and charming as an ordinary brothel girl, he should not behave like a person, and he dare not go against the Li family's intentions.

Lingxiao was shocked and his eyes suddenly became hazy, sure enough.

Butler Li looked at Luo Lingxiao who was lost and shook his head and was about to close the door. Lingxiao stepped against the door again, "Wait."

Butler Li was stunned. Ling Xiao took out a handkerchief from the show bag on his body, "Please help me give this to Maolian."

Butler Li waved his hand, "How can this work? If the family knows it-"

"Please," Lingxiao begged bitterly, with tears in his eyes, and anyone who saw that face would feel distressed.

Butler Li nodded and agreed. He took the handkerchief and stuffed it into his clothes and hurriedly closed the door.

Lingxiao watched the door close little by little, cutting off her last thoughts about Maolian, and her heart was hanging, standing outside the door for a long time, unable to relieve her mind.

Maolian had been kneeling for a day and a night, and was already overwhelmed. The food sent by the servants was placed aside. He did not move, and finally the darkness began to begin in front of him, and he fainted.

When he woke up, he was lying on his bed. The person in front of him gradually became clearer. The mother looked at her haggard son anxiously, "Mao Lian, are you awake?"

Maolian struggled to get up, and Maochun also walked over and helped his younger brother up, "You are awake, you are fainting for another day. Get up and eat something quickly. How can you have nothing in your stomach if you haven't eaten for three days?"

Maolian still got up and went downstairs without saying a word.

"What are you going to do?" Maochun helped him, Maolian looked up at her brother, "I want to go out, let me go out."

"You are going to Yanyu Tower again, why are you so unsatisfied?" Maochun got angry and threw Maolian down. Maolian lost her center of gravity and fell from the bed unsteadily.

The mother helped her son up with heartache, "Maolian, why are you doing this? Listen to your father's words, we've broken up with that woman, let's give her some money."

Maolian looked at her mother, so sad that she couldn't speak. How could she let them understand Lingxiao?

"Mother, you guys go out." Maochun helped his mother leave here, and before leaving, he gave Maolian a blank look, "You should take care of yourself."

Maolian lay alone on the bed, weak and unable to move. After the person left, the door slowly opened again. A person came in. It was Butler Li, who was carrying a bowl of hot soup.

Maolian raised her head.

"Second Young Master." Butler Li sat down beside the bed, put the soup on the table, and covered Maolian's quilt, "You have to eat, your body will be damaged if you don't eat."

Maolian shook her head and smiled bitterly at the corner of her lips.

Butler Li took out the handkerchief from his body and handed it to Maolian, "This was what the girl asked me to give to you."

A surprising light flashed on Maolian's face. He hurriedly took the handkerchief, the lilac handkerchief, and a familiar fragrance. This was Lingxiao's, her rouge fragrance that was so familiar to her.

"She's here, when?"

"It was yesterday morning when she came to knock on the door to find you. I didn't dare to let her in, so she asked me to give you this."

Butler Li stood up and left, before leaving, he instructed, "Remember to drink the soup."

Maolian didn't care about so much, so she took a handkerchief and looked carefully. There were two lines of poetry embroidered on the handkerchief: The rain and the clouds were broken, and they were lonely day and night. Tonight, the soul broke down and went back to the tide.

It was Mao Pang's "Savory Flying" that Maolian once read this sentence to Lingxiao to explain his longing.

Maolian put the handkerchief on her chest, and Ling Xiao's face appeared in front of her. He held the handkerchief tightly, as if he had touched Ling Xiao.

Lingxiao sat at the table, under the candle, the dim light, she lowered her head and carefully embroidered the girl's red. Xiasheng walked over to bring tea, "Miss, why are you not sleeping yet?"                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   

"Don't worry about Mr. Maolian, after all, he is his own son. What can his father do to him?"

Lingxiao shook his head, "I'm afraid I will never see him again."

"He will come to find you." Xia Sheng squatted down, held her hand, and Lingxiao stopped the work in his hand. "I promise, I can see how much Mr. Maolian likes you. He is not a loving person. He will definitely come back."

Lingxiao's eyes were wet, and a tear fell on the blood-red phoenix in his hand.

Under the wandering needle and thread, a golden phoenix was sewing a wedding dress for herself, a wedding dress that she started working on since she met Maolian. It was exquisite and beautiful, unparalleled in the world.

Maolian lay in bed for two days without eating or drinking. Finally, Mr. Li began to compromise and came to his room, "Do you want to go on a hunger strike and starve yourself to death?"

"I want to go out, let me go out." Maolian turned her face aside.

Mr. Li couldn't resist his son, so he sighed, glanced at the food that was not moving beside him, and stepped out. When he walked to the door, he looked back at his son.

"Eat the meal, I'll let you out."

Maolian turned around and her father had left. He struggled to get up, and a surprise look came from his eyes.

Lingxiao was sewing wedding dress in a mess, and each needle was fine and tidy. When she thought of Maolian, her eyes were dizzy and wet. A needle was accidentally stabbed into her fingertips. A piercing pain came, and she put her fingertips into her mouth.

At this moment, the door opened, Lingxiao turned his head and stood up the next moment, and the phoenix woven floated to the ground. The outside of the door was nothing but Maolian who was thinking about day and night.

Lingxiao ran up without caring about it, and the two hugged each other tightly.

Maolian's slender fingers scratched Lingxiao's smooth long hair. Lingxiao leaned on his shoulder and cried excitedly. The warm tears wet Maolian's clothes on her shoulder.

"I'm sorry, I've worried you."

Lingxiao shook his head and held Maolian's cheeks with both hands. After a few days, Maolian lost weight a lot, her cheeks were sunken, and her eyes became deeper.

"Are you okay?" Ling Xiao asked Maolian crying.

Maolian nodded, "Hello, I'm fine."

Xia Sheng stood outside the door and watched everything, her eyes were wet, and she wiped her tears.

Twenty years later, the eyes were still the same, although dim, but still wet. Xia Sheng looked at the two people in the room in a daze.

Xiuyuan and Buyu heard this and were completely immersed in this place twenty years ago, such a story happened in this place.

"What happened later?" Buyu looked at Xia Sheng and asked with concern.

Xia Sheng sighed, "I thought Maolian and the lady would never be separated again when they were together. They were in love so much."

The good times did not last long. Finally, after the Li family had gradually given up fighting with Maolian, Maolian and Lingxiao did live a life like a fairy couple.

"Mao Lian, I want to redeem myself, I want to leave here." Mao Lian was painting there, and Ling Xiao shook the palm-leaf fan for him.

Maolian raised her head, a hint of dimness in her eyes, "But I don't have that much money yet."

Lingxiao brushed off the hair hanging from his forehead, "I have a lot of savings myself, which should be enough."

"Lingxiao," Maolian looked at her guiltily, touching her smooth face with her right hand, "I should have done this, I am really ashamed of you."

Lingxiao's index finger pressed on Maolian's lips, "No matter you and me, I just want to stay with you, for the rest of my life, and until the world changes."

The next day, Lingxiao explained his intention to redeem himself just like the madam in Yanyulou at that time. The madam raised her eyes and had already refused to accept customers. Lingxiao, who had long refused to accept customers, had already given her a headache. She was so angry that she could not scold her. Even though she was reluctant, she thought that Lingxiao wanted to redeem herself, she could take this opportunity to finally knock her down and make the money.

The madam offered a price, and Lingxiao agreed, and the two reached an agreement to go back to raise the money.

If it were a few days earlier, Lingxiao's fate might not have been so.

Just when Lingxiao went back to raise money, the government office sent a matchmaker and sent a betrothal gift directly. It turned out that Lord Guan wanted to marry a concubine, but since he saw Lingxiao, he had an idea.

When the maid saw the matchmaker and the bride price, the madam was shocked. This was not a choice marriage. Who dared to say no? Not only did she agree, she had to send the girl over happily.

In the afternoon, the madam and the matchmaker came to Lingxiao's room and explained their purpose.

Lingxiao was furious and slammed the matchmaker out, slamming the door heavily.

The matchmaker shouted domineeringly outside the door, "You little hoof, Lord Guan dares to offend him. Tell you this marriage, you have to agree to it, and you agree if you don't agree. There is no room for you to choose. In the past two days, Lord Guan will carry a sedan chair to marry you, which will give you enough face." After saying that, he left in a defiant manner.

The madam was frightened when she saw this and knocked on Lingxiao's door, "Lingxiao, open the door, let's talk about it if you have something to do, there is nothing that cannot be discussed."

Lingxiao sat in the room, listening to the movement outside the door, and had no intention of opening the door. What she was thinking about was to marry Maolian, and she had no other plans.

Xia Sheng was afraid. This Lord Guan was of high power and was said to have a support from the emperor, so no one dared to offend him.

"Miss, what should we do?"

Lingxiao's eyes turned, "Xiasheng, let's go find Maolian."

Early in the morning, Lingxiao and Xia came to the Li family. The Li family opened the door, but Lingxiao did not dare to go in. When Little Li saw that it was Lingxiao, he called Maolian out.
Chapter completed!