Holding the good horse "rogue", the sound of horse hooves echoed in his ears. Lin Han was like an eggplant beaten by frost, hanging his head, walking listlessly on the official road outside Luoyang City.

After a long time, looking back at Luoyang City, which was gradually fading away, Lin Han suddenly waved his palm and slapped himself hard, "I call you a bad person, I call you a bad person, I will die if I don't... "

Things have to start from yesterday evening and when the sun sets.

At that time, it was the sunset that was extremely beautiful. Lin Han, who was proud to return from Wudang Mountain, deliberately took some detours and passed by Luoyang City.

Since you have arrived in Luoyang City, you must not go in?

Since you have entered Luoyang City, where are you going?

Finally, Lin Han decided to go to Luzhu Lane to take a look! As for the Luoyang station, how long has it been since the last time? What's the best place to go?

In this way, after waving away the secret eyeliner, Lin Han turned his horse's head and walked towards the Green Bamboo Alley in the dusk.

The rare sound of horse hooves alarmed the neighbors in the alley. When everyone came out and saw that it was Lin Han, they all laughed. They remembered Lin Han, and some people even came up to say hello, which made Lin Han feel ashamed.

When he arrived at the innermost part of the alley, he saw the Lu Zhuweng who was watching him with a smile when he heard the noise and looked at him. Lin Han quickly dismounted and bowed, but he was a little surprised, why did the old man feel a strong resentment?

If it is reasonable to say that Ren Yingying’s behavior as a resentful woman, but where is the jealousy of your Luzhu Man?

At this moment, Lin Han had not thought about the key to the problem, and had not even thought about it in that direction.

Although he was indeed dissatisfied with Lin Han, Lu Zhuwen still sighed and welcomed him in.

When Ren Yingying heard the movement, she walked out of the inner room and saw that it was Lin Han. Her charming pretty face was immediately covered with frost. In an instant, she became a "goddess" who had just become a woman and turned into the "ghostly goddess" who had been frozen for thousands of years.

He didn't even shook Lin Han's eyes. Amid his awkward laugh, Ren Yingying went back to her room and came out with a guqin, and then went to the bamboo forest in the backyard by himself.

Not long after, the sound of the piano sounded 'clang, slang, slang'.

Listening to the untuned piano sound, Lin Han smiled bitterly at Lu Zhuweng: "Why has Yingying's piano skills declined so much? Could it be that he has not practiced for many days and his techniques are unfamiliar?"

"I'm confused!" Lu Zhuweng glared at Lin Han angrily and said unhappy.

Lin Han didn't care about the unfriendliness of Lu Zhuwen. As the saying goes, "Don't look at the monk's face." With Ren Yingying, a female Bodhisattva who has a close relationship with him, her face is much better than the Buddha's face that doesn't know the warmth and coldness of the world.

Lin Han bowed and said, "Bamboo, can you find the tea sets and stoves that Yingying uses to make tea on weekdays?"

"What are you going to do?" Lu Zhuweng asked strangely.

Lin Han smiled and said, "Yingying is having a quarrel, so she has to be more tired and make her happy."

"You guy has some conscience, it's not in vain to suffer the pain in Yingying's heart."

The Green Bamboo Old Man sighed, left a sentence with a meaning, and walked towards the inner room.

Lin Han naturally understood the meaning of Lu Zhuweng's words, and he also knew exactly how hard Ren Yingying was. If someone else had changed, no matter how much love he had, he would be overwhelmed by the hatred of killing his father.

However, when Lin Han was expelling her poison, she had already told Ren Yingying the words of Ren Woxing on the Heimu Cliff. He listened to Ren Woxing's intention to match the two of them, and even advised her to give up her hatred, and her mind became chaotic.

Later, the two were in that big wooden barrel, with their skin intersecting, water-lactane and blending. With the closest contact and the most primitive communication, Ren Yingying's thoughts became even more complicated.

Happiness and pain! This is Ren Yingying's state of mind at this moment.

Take a small red mud stove from the Luzhu Man and two more cups. When the Luzhu Man took out a brew of tea, Lin Han shook his head and smiled and said, "No need, get some good wine. I know that the Zhuang Man has collected a lot."

Lu Zhuweng was stunned and said in a deep voice: "What do you want to do?"

Lin Han smiled and said, "I have no other intentions, just to plant a cause. As for whether it will be a result, it depends on the will of heaven and fate. You don't want Yingying to bear the suffering caused by the two of us alone, right?"

"It was clearly caused by you, a bastard, what's the matter with Aunt!" Lu Zhuweng angrily shouted, and turned his head to walk towards the side hall.

Lin Han pushed the package aside and carefully played with two tea cups until when Lu Zhuwen appeared again, he saw that he not only brought a pool of good wine, but also carried a wine pot and a large portion of various pastries.

"This is the best 'daughter red' for twenty years." Lu Zhuweng sighed, "Auntie eats less lunch. Please advise her to eat some pastries and not drink alcohol on an empty stomach to hurt her stomach."

"Is 'Daughter red'?" Lin Han looked at the wine jar in front of him and murmured: "When he was born, he was buried deep in the ground; when he was about to marry, he was charming in red makeup."

He bowed deeply to the Green Bamboo Man: "Thank you for your kindness!"

Carrying the wine jar, wine utensils and pastries, Lin Han walked through the inner hall and headed towards the backyard.

Walking forward along the artificial lake, stepping up to the pavilion corridor, watching the withering lotus leaves in the lake, leaving only the fish swimming in the water.

"Although it is a bit depressed, it also has a unique charm of winter, right?" He murmured to himself. With the more chaotic sound of the piano, Lin Han walked through the pavilion in the middle of the lake and entered the depths of the bamboo forest.

It seemed as if he had not seen Lin Han's arrival, Ren Yingying's expression did not change at all. She didn't even look at Lin Han, and she plucked the strings on her own.

Lin Han sat opposite Ren Yingying with a smile, piled up all the things aside, and took out two pieces of velvet cloth.

"Here, the stone benches are cold in winter. It's not good for your health. Put them on!"

After looking at Lin Han, Ren Yingying didn't take it, but still played the piano randomly.

Lin Han held his hands on the stone table, straightened up, leaned over and pressed Xiang Ren Yingying, and smiled harmlessly: "Be good, take it on the cushion yourself, otherwise, I will pick you up and put it on for you like that day."

"Shameless!" Ren Yingying's face turned red with shame and glared at Lin Han angrily, obviously understanding the meaning of Lin Han's words.

After looking at each other for a long time, Ren Yingying finally retreated, pulled the velvet cloth on the table, placed it on the cold stone bench, and sat down hard, as if it was Lin Han.

"Hehe, that's how good!"

Back to the original place, Lin Han spread the bag of pastries on the table and smiled and said, "Come on, don't play anymore if you are confused. Take a break and eat some pastries."

Before he could get rid of his anger, he added new hatred. Ren Yingying threw Jiao Weiqin to the ground. When he heard a "bang", he was afraid that he would break it again, so he quickly lowered his head to look.

After discovering that the Guqin was not seriously injured, Ren Yingying raised her head, but turned her head away in anger and refused to look at Lin Han's smiling face.

"Be good, if you don't eat, I'll go over and feed you."

Lin Han's hateful words came, Ren Yingying became even more annoyed, but she knew that Lin Han could really make it, so she quickly picked up a piece of pastry and bit it fiercely, as if she could bite off a piece of Lin Han's meat in this way.

After drinking a piece of pastry, the belly was warm. Ren Yingying simply broke the jar and gave up and kept taking pieces of pastry from Lin Han.

A good start is half the success!

Seeing Ren Yingying's actions, Lin Han chuckled and took the small red mud stove. Seeing that it was already full of charcoal, he couldn't help but praise the Green Bamboo Man's care.

Under Ren Yingying's gaze, Lin Han placed the small stove on the table, ignited the coke with the separated red fire true energy, slapped the sealing mud in the wine jar, poured it into the wine jar, and put it on the stove to bake.

Smelling the scent of wine, Ren Yingying was stunned and couldn't help asking: "Why is it wine?"

"Haha!" Lin Han smiled and said, "This is 'daughter red'."

"Daughter Hong?" He looked at the wine pot that was starting to steam. Ren Yingying's eyes were rosy. She naturally knew that the 'daughter Hong' was only drunk when a woman got married.

Lin Han leaned over and asked expectantly: "Would you like to get drunk with me?"

Looking at Lin Han with a complicated expression, tears finally dripped uncontrollably in Ren Yingying's eyes.

Lin Han felt very uncomfortable, so he hurried over, sat next to her, hugged her gently, took out a brocade handkerchief and wiped her the clear spring that seemed to never flow dry.

With a complicated expression on Lin Han's arms, he looked at the steaming "daughter Hong" steadily. Ren Yingying's heart seemed to float sixteen years ago again...

"Dad, what are you doing? Why are you burying all the wine in the ground?"

"Yingying, this is not ordinary wine. It is called 'Daughter Red' and must be buried in the ground."

"Oh, then when can Yingying take it out and drink it?"

"When you grow up and want to leave your dad, you can take it out."

"Yingying won't leave her father!"

"Silly kid, my daughter's family will eventually leave."

~~~~~~~

The wine is ripe and the warm fragrance is everywhere!

Ren Yingying leaned shyly in Lin Han's arms, sharing a cup, half of you and half of me. Both of them had red faces, and sometimes the fine wine was always particularly intoxicating.

Lin Han didn't know how he left the bamboo forest, and Ren Yingying didn't know how he left. But in the dream, both of them were very happy, rising and falling, swinging from the top of the clouds to the bottom of the clouds, and then floating high again...

The night is beautiful, but the stars shyly closed their eyes...

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The next morning, Lin Han was awakened by the itchyness.

He opened his eyes, and the beauty in his arms was still there, his long hair was teasing in his nose, full of warm fragrance, and his sweetness and tenderness.

He tightened his arms and pressed his weak body tighter. After pondering for a long time, Lin Han sighed.

"What's wrong?" Ren Yingying asked softly, as gentle as a kitten.

"Yingying, you have to believe that I am sincere to you, so I don't want to deceive you." Lin Han racked his brains to think about the words and said softly.

"Well, I know." Ren Yingying smiled, "What are you hiding me?"

Lin Han said in a deep voice: "I will get married soon."

Silence, a long silence.

"Is it Qiu Li?" Ren Yingying asked.

"Well, there is Feiyan!" Lin Han said repeatedly: "You must believe me. Soon after, I will convince Ali that I will marry you."

Silence, silence...

Some people say that silence is for the purpose of bursting!

He stood up and kicked the defenseless Lin Han under the bed with a kick. Ren Yingying cried and shouted, "Get out, I'm not your bride! Get out of here, I never want to see you again!"

With a sigh and silently put on his clothes, Lin Han came to the bed, pressed Ren Yingying down, covered her with a brocade quilt, and said in a deep voice: "Don't say stupid things, wait a moment, okay? I will definitely marry you!"

Looking at Lin Han's distant back, Ren Yingying sighed softly: "Of course I know you will marry me, but how long do you want me to wait?"
Chapter completed!