Xiao Linyu was born in the Lanling family. He has been observing etiquette for many years and is gentle and generous.
She waited hard and finally waited until her cousin Pei Huan returned from the war.
Last night, the lanterns were turned on. The two were wandering around the city, but Pei Huan seemed to be absent-minded and left early.
And Xiao Linyu met Shen Qingzhang, the gentle and gentle son of a family marriage.
He picked up a bunch of peonies and smiled. He lowered his eyes, shook his head, and put it down.
"Here you go." Shen Qingzhang took out a handful of orchids, "to drive away evil spirits and avoid epidemics."
When Pei Huan learned about the marriage, he only said: "It is very important that you marry well and live a good life in the future. There must be someone who is satisfactory and has noble character to marry you."
"Is that all there is?" Xiao Linyu asked.
Pei Huan's eyes wandered and he said, "Yes."
Shen Qingzhang knew that they were in love with each other and was willing to let them go. Pei Huan vowed never to marry.
On the mourning platform, Xiao Linyu and Pei Huan stood facing the moon.
He said: "You will be the best Ling Tailang."
Only in the darkness did she dare to rush over and hug her cousin:
"Do you really expect me to marry someone else?"
Hope is exhausted and in jeopardy.
In the weak candlelight, Xiao Linyu could clearly see the figure of the person in front of him.
Pei Huan dragged his trembling body and pulled Xiao Linyu up, "We can't stay here any longer, I'll take you away."
Shen Qingzhang stopped her and said, "She is mine."
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Motto: When things turn around, no one believes in fate.
