The grass grows, orioles fly, and the willow trees brush the embankments!
The green grass stretched out its trembling fingertips tentatively, as if trying to catch wisps of breeze. A few white clouds floated leisurely in the clear sky, and unknown wild flowers swayed.
A young man in black lay on his back on the back of a maroon horse, with his hands behind his head and a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth.
The horse beneath him seemed to understand things, walking slowly and gnawing on the tender grass, without jolting the person lying on it at all.
"Tell me, sir, the Duke is coming to the Duke's mansion soon."
"knew."
A lazy voice sounded, and Dashu and Xiaoshu immediately lowered their heads respectfully.
"Chi Yan, go back home." The horse neighed and walked steadily carrying its owner.
Dashu and Xiaoshu immediately retreated and turned sideways, then got on their horses and followed closely behind, with guards riding on both sides of their master.
The midday sun shines through the slender white fingers into the pupils of the man on horseback. They are a pair of eyes as clear as glass, but there is a trace of cunning and mischief in them.
She is her, but she is not her.
Her real name is Luo Jingyao. She is the thirty-sixth generation heir to the ancient martial arts world. She is a rare martial arts genius. At a young age, she has practiced the Phoenix Duel to the peak of the ninth level. When she reached the full level of 10,000 yuan, she went into seclusion.
She was drugged in her room, which was colorless and odorless. Unfortunately, she was poisoned. When she opened her eyes again, she became Luo Jingyao, the youngest daughter of Luo Bingang, the marquis of Zhenguo with the same name and the same name.
The original owner was really unlucky, wrestling on the ground, choking on drinking water, choking on food, feeling dizzy, and had no talent at all. She was known as having no salt, no morals, and no talent. Until she came through, bad luck still followed her from time to time.
Although having a close contact is much better than before, the bad luck on my body is still not getting rid of, and I get slapped from time to time.
It gives me a headache just thinking about it. Now there is a biological father and several brothers who have never made a living. Why do they say they have never made a living? Because when she came here, her biological father and brothers happened to be on the battlefield.
She has a good status, but this body is not very good. She rarely got sick as a martial arts prodigy in her previous life. With this body, except for her normal clothes...ahem! She will get sick if she is not careful.
"Miss, the Duke of Guo is coming soon, we have to hurry up." The maid Gu Yu happily helped her master put on a light and delicate gauze skirt, and supported Luo Jingyao, who was weak in Liu Fufeng, and walked to the front yard.
The young masters love the young lady the most, and the young lady must also miss her father and brothers very much.
Luo Jingyao didn't know what her maid was thinking. She was helped onto the sliding chair step by step. Her slightly closed eyes were extremely clear, but when she raised her head, the clarity in her eyes instantly disappeared and became bleak.
Light.
"Cousin? You're not in good health, and my uncle won't be surprised if you don't come out."
A clear voice came, and Luo Jingyao didn't need to look up to know that it was the voice of her cousin He Lingyao, who was staying at the Duke's Mansion.
"What did my cousin say? It's been two or three years since dad left. I miss him so much that I wish I could fly to my dad and brother right now."
His voice was different from He Lingyao's clear voice, with a slightly soft and waxy tone. He kept breathing out every sentence, and his small face was white. Even if he was sitting on the sliding chair, he was still shaky.
Luo Jingyao made a comparison in her mind. There is no doubt that the delicate white flower is the original flower. Her slender fingers traced the smooth mirror surface in her sleeve pocket.
He Lingyao smiled like a flower and followed Luo Jingyao affectionately. One was as delicate as the wind and could not walk steadily, while the other was as brave as flying. The servants and guards in the mansion shook their heads secretly. Who was more like the Duke of the country?
This lady.
All the young men in the house are outstandingly handsome, but it is a pity that there is such a sick young lady. As for what it is, I don't know what it is.
"Cousin, this is for your own good." He Lingyao smiled slightly, generously and appropriately.
"Thank you cousin, of course I know."
"It's too thin. Go get the cloak for the eldest lady." Gu Xuanyu, the Duke's wife, felt a pain in her heart when she saw her daughter's thin body and pale face. The people waiting at the door walked to her daughter in a few steps.
Holding my daughter's cold little hand, my heart throbbed.
"Mom, my daughter is not cold." Luo Jingyao smiled sweetly. She liked this mother. She was worthy of being the daughter of the Marquis of Zhenxi. She was so powerful with a spear that she had a gentle personality.
Just so smart.
You can kill enemies on the battlefield!
You can fight at home on the battlefield!
Luo Jingyao admired her mother very much.
Luo Jingyao looked at her mother with heartbroken eyes. If she knew that her daughter had died three years ago, she didn't know if she could bear it.
The powerful young master could not face this woman for a time. The more the Duke's wife loved her, the more guilty she felt. This should have belonged to the original master...
However, she will be filial to this woman. From now on, she will be her mother and her relative, just like her parents in her previous life.
"Yes, yes, you are not cold. Mother is cold. Please help me put it on first." The Duke's wife took the cloak sent by the maid and tied it on her daughter.
Luo Jingyao's face is full of black lines!
Next to him, He Lingyao looked filled with envy.
"Lingyao is here too." The Duke's wife has always been lukewarm towards this niece.
"Yes, Lingyao has not seen his uncle and brothers for many years, and he misses them very much."
"Lingyao is determined." No matter what, he is here.
"Originally grandma was coming over, but grandma Si'er was heartbroken." He Lingyao said with a blessed salute.
"The old lady is in critical condition. Lan Gu, please ask the doctor to go to Ning'an Hall to diagnose the old lady's pulse." If you don't know, you don't know. But if you know but don't do anything, that's your fault.
"Mom has called the doctor, aunt, don't worry," He Lingyao said hurriedly.
"That's good. I can't leave for now, so I can only go to the old lady's side later to take care of her. My aunt is a good aunt, and she deserves to be loved so much by the old lady." The Duke's wife patted He Lingyao's hand.
He Lingyao's face froze, and he didn't know if it was because she was overthinking, but she always felt that there was something in her aunt's words.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Aunt, do you want to let my cousin go to her grandmother's house? When my uncle comes back, he will definitely go to see his grandmother first. My cousin is not in good health, and Lingyao feels really sorry for her."
He Lingyao changed the topic, thinking that her aunt would be unhappy if she continued talking. It turned out that this was wrong.
"What do you think of Liu'er?" Although the fact that his daughter was not greeted at the door after his triumphant father's return would be true, compared to his daughter's body, those rumors are nothing.
Luo Jingyao glanced at He Lingyao: "Mother, the second thing I want dad to see is my daughter." When the master of a family comes home, there are only his wife, the Duke's wife, and a niece at the door. This is not a slap in the master's face.
Does it cold his heart?
Facing her daughter's naughty eyes, the Duke's wife was overjoyed. Her daughter finally looked like a little girl of her age.
"Where did the first sight go?" The Duke's wife teased her daughter in a good mood.
"Of course I'll give it to my mother." Luo Jingyao said pleasantly, leaning against her mother.
"Hahaha, you are such a clever little girl." The Duke's wife nodded her daughter's nose and said helplessly.
Luo Jingyao sighed softly and looked back. They were all servants. He Lingyao came from the west courtyard. As a mother, the old lady missed her eldest son and fell ill. The younger son, his wife and daughter had to stay by her side to take care of him.
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Looking at this scene, He Lingyao clenched his hands.
She was originally a red carp in the spiritual lake. When she first practiced to ascend, she did not suffer the advanced thunder tribulation. Then she practiced the forbidden technique and stole other people's skills and luck to ward off the thunder tribulation. She did not expect to be
Tiandao sensed this and directly struck down nine purple thunder tribulations, hoping to wipe her out. If she hadn't run so fast and used the tricked magic to save her soul, she would have lost her soul. How could she have saved her soul?
, in order to avoid the way of heaven, she gave up all her cultivation. Fortunately, she found a little baby with great luck. Unfortunately... the soul was too weak at the time and she chose the wrong person. But it doesn't matter, just borrow it.
It took her a lot of effort to borrow half of it, which she had trapped with the bad luck charm, but she couldn't borrow the remaining half, and she was afraid of being noticed by heaven.
Fortunately, she has the Luck Mirror, but...
The sleeve pocket was empty. In the past two days, she had searched all the places she had visited in the Duke's Mansion but could not find it. She didn't know where it was dropped. It would be fine if it was dropped, but if someone picked it up...
She couldn't imagine it.
Now I can only think of another solution.
Just wait, when she gets the things, it will still be hers, but for now, just think of it as being placed with someone else.
Luo Jingyao didn't know what terrible scene the smiling person next to her was thinking about. Then she thought about how He Lingyao had led people to search like crazy in the garden, corridor, rockery and other places in the past two days, and then she felt that there was something in her sleeve pocket.
The mirror that felt like it was alive made her know that this was probably what He Lingyao was looking for. She didn't know what it was used for. She didn't have time to think about it carefully. The other thing was that her body had suffered losses for so many years.
Not good, she didn't dare to take risks.
She has to think of a way.
Luo Jingyao's mind was spinning rapidly, and her little movements were like stretching her neck like a kindergarten child waiting for her parents to pick her up.
"Hurry up and wait. Your father and the others have to return to the palace to recover. It can't be so soon." Sometimes the king would even have a banquet with his ministers to show their appreciation and closeness.
The Duke's wife was amused by her daughter's coquettish appearance.
Luo Jingyao's pretty face turned red, and she felt that she was childish.
Everyone in the Duke's Mansion was waiting anxiously, and the whole government was beaming with joy. This was a victory.
The people who were equally jubilant were the people, who spontaneously hung up red lanterns at the door of their homes. As long as General Luo was around and the Luo family's army was around, they would always be the safest.
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The atmosphere in the Yangxin Hall of the Imperial Palace was extremely depressing.
As the Duke of the country, Luo Bingang's heavy and mighty armor shone with sharp light, and he had a handsome face with lowered eyes, not knowing the emotion in it.
The emperor with a majestic face sits on the splendid dragon chair at the top.
A pair of dragon eyes stared closely at the young man in a black brocade robe who was kneeling in the center of the hall below. He had red lips and white teeth, and was extremely handsome. However, he was completely damaged by the bloody wound on his cheek. There were big bruises on his forehead.
Beads of sweat fell down and smashed on the white marble floor. His face was pale and weak, as if he was enduring severe pain. He remained silent in response to the emperor's pressure.
Outside the Yangxin Palace!
Four men with different looks, wearing soft armor, were very anxious. They wanted to go home to see their mother and sister, but the one they were most worried about was the one inside.
By the time Duke Zhen Guo and his son left the palace, it was already midnight. The Duke's wife also noticed that something was wrong and sent a clever servant to inquire.
Different from the tension between the Duke's wife and Luo Jingyao, He Lingyao was nervous on the face, but he had his maid deliver the news to Ning'an Hall in the west courtyard.
In the inner room of Ning'an Hall, a kind-hearted old lady was beating the wooden fish and muttering something in her mouth. The Bodhisattva at the head was holding a pure vase with poplar branches in her hands. The incense was curling up, and her face was full of tolerance.
I just don’t know if she can hear everyone’s wishes and whether she can realize them.
After hearing the words of the old slave next to her, the old lady showed no expression on her face and worshiped the Guanyin statue devoutly.
"Let the madam and the eldest lady come over to take my place and kowtow a few more times to ask the Bodhisattva to bless my son."
"It's the old lady. The madam and the eldest lady will understand your painstaking efforts. You Si'er is very unwell and you have your aunt and the second lady to take care of you. The eldest lady can understand your painstaking efforts."
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The Duke's wife suspected that she had heard wrongly.
Are you kidding me? How could you make such an unreasonable request at this time? Even if your stepson is a son in name, it would be fine if the son returned home victorious and never left the house, but now they are asking mother and daughter to kneel in the ancestral hall?
Ah!
Even if something big happens today, don't let her leave here. The head of the family hasn't returned for three years, and he finally came back victorious. As a result, the door is deserted, how heartbreaking it must be.
"Reporting to the eldest lady, this is the old lady's original words."
Mother Lao lowered her eyes, making it difficult to see the expression in her eyes.
"Bold slave, you dare to speculate on the holy will! The emperor's golden mouth has not spoken, and you, a cunning slave, dare to speculate on the holy will. My husband is the Duke of Zhenguo, who has received the holy will and led the soldiers in the battle.
We fought bloody battles outside the customs and defeated the enemy. My son followed my husband through life and death to protect our family and country. How many heads can you chop off like a bitch slave? It’s not just about instigating the relationship between our mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, but you also have to make the decision for the Holy One?
What a courageous dog." Mother Lao, who was waiting for the Duke's wife and her daughter to bow their heads, and He Lingyao, who was secretly gloating about their misfortune, were almost knocked down by this sonorous and powerful voice. She didn't need to look, she knew that the guards in the Duke's mansion were angry.
eyes.
"Madam, you are wronged. No matter how brave I am, I would not dare to instigate the relationship between you and my mother-in-law and my wife, let alone speculate on the holy will. I beg you, Madam, for a clear warning."
Mother Lao knelt down on the ground with a thud, and the sound of kowtows could be heard in the surrounding area. Madam was trying to kill her, so she shouldn't have touched her head. Under all the guards, people did not dare to take a breath, but they all
Staring at Lao's mother with angry eyes.
"You are also an old man next to the old lady. You must be very clear about what you should say and what should not be said. You should be careful in your words and deeds in the future." Stop making a fuss with chicken feathers as an arrow, and don't think about letting the old lady.
