The day before Luo Sheng got married, the sisters came to add makeup.

Luo Ying gave two embroidered screens, Luo Qing gave a painting with auspiciousness, and Luo Yue gave an exquisite sachet handkerchief.

The seemingly worthless things are made by the three sisters themselves, which best reflect their feelings. After all, with the wealth of Luo Mansion, the items that can be bought with money are not rare.

"Sister Three, you will be out of business tomorrow. Do you feel nervous?" Luo Yue asked curiously.

The three sisters are now only one of them married, which is quite fresh.

Luo Sheng smiled: "Don't be nervous."

The time she went out as Princess Qingyang, she never felt nervous.

But that was different from now.

For her, Wei Qiang, the prince of Pingnan, met childhood sweethearts since childhood, but he had no affection between men and women. After marrying, he just started a new life step by step.

Without longing for expectations, how can you be nervous?

But now she is not nervous, probably because the man who is about to become her husband has finally been able to trust someone completely.

From the time we met, he has always stood on her side at the most critical moments.

Or it was silent, like the night she shot and killed the King of Pingnan.

Or it is open and upright, like the moment when Jinsha told her that his surname was not Wei.

When Luo Yue heard Luo Sheng say this, she smiled and said, "I thought the new bride would be nervous."

Luo Ying bent her lips: "The fourth sister is so curious. You will know when it's your turn to get married in the future."

Luo Yue waved her hand quickly: "I'm not in a hurry. But that day, I accidentally heard from my father that when my third sister left the house, she would throw balls and attract brides to her elder sister."

Throw a ball to attract marriage?

Luo Ying's expression froze: "Sister Four, don't joke."

"Sister doesn't know?" Luo Yue was stunned.

Luo Ying shook her head.

Luo Yue chuckled: "Sister, don't worry, even if you throw a ball to attract a marriage, your father will choose a good one for you."

Luo Ying twitched the corners of her mouth, and she held back her shame and said, "Okay, the third sister is going to get out of the box tomorrow, let's not bother her."

After leaving Xianyunyuan, Luo Yue has not forgotten to throw the hydrangea: "Sister, if you think throwing the hydrangea is too hasty to attract the marriage, or if you have someone you like, hurry up and tell my father."

"Where did you think I love?" Luo Ying glanced at Luo Yue, "Sister Four, don't talk nonsense. Since my father has arrangements, it's up to my father to decide."

"You must like it if your elder sister."

Luo Ying thought of the marriage that she had retired and laughed at herself: "What you like may not be good."

She hasn't liked that former fiancé.

The two walked forward and noticed something was different. When they turned around, they saw Luo Qing standing in the original place, with a dazed look.

Luo Ying and Luo Yue looked at each other.

Luo Yue walked back quickly and held Luo Qing's hand.

The hand was thin and cold, completely different from the hand of a young girl.

"Second sister, what's wrong with you?"

Luo Qing tried her best to smile: "I'm fine."

Luo Ying sighed in her heart and held Luo Qing's other hand: "Second sister, do you... think of Pingli?"

Luo Qing was silent.

Luo Ying patted her gently: "Don't worry, my father will find him sooner or later. Then he will bring him to you and let you vent your anger."

Luo Qing's eyes trembled slightly, and tears rolled from the corners of her eyes.

"Second sister, my elder sister is right. Just wait for you to get angry. It's not worth it for such a person to be sad—"

"He is dead." Luo Qing spoke, interrupting Luo Yue's comfort.

Luo Yue was shocked and couldn't help but look at Luo Ying.

Luo Ying also raised her heart and said calmly: "Second sister, don't think too much."

Luo Qing held the corner of her lips and smiled dismal: "Actually, he has died long ago, right?"

Luo Ying and Luo Yue looked at each other and asked Luo Qing: "Where did the second sister hear gossip?"

Luo Qing looked at the two of them, unable to tell whether it was sad or mute in her eyes: "Big sister, fourth sister, I am not a fool either..."

When did you know?

Perhaps when the servants in the mansion saw her sympathy with her, when the aunt looked at her and stopped talking, and when the sisters were careful...

Luo Qing pursed her lips tightly, her heart full of bitterness.

Actually, it was not all. She really calmed down and regained her rationality, and then guessed it.

"Second sister (Second sister)——"

Luo Qing raised her hand and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes: "Big sister, fourth sister, I just want to hear one answer, I don't want to guess randomly anymore."

No matter how rationality is affirmed, there will be guesses without an answer.

If you have any guesses, you can't let it go.

Luo Ying was silent for a long time and nodded gently.

"When did it happen?"

"I died at that time..."

Luo Qing lowered her eyes and whispered after a while: "I understand."

"Second sister--"

Luo Qing tried hard to raise the corner of her lips: "It's okay, actually I guessed it a long time ago. I just...unwilling to give up."

I was unwilling to ask why I didn't even have a chance to ask.

Luo Yue was a straightforward person. Seeing that Luo Qing could withstand the stimulation, she said, "Second sister, think about the people who stayed in the mansion to delay time when we ran away that night. She felt that it was a burden to the eighth aunt who chose to commit suicide, the innocent girl who died in the capital, and the younger brother who destroyed the whole family... There are too many unwilling things to be unwilling to do, and I still feel that it is not worth being sad for such a scum."

Every time Luo Yue said a word, it would hit Luo Qing’s heart like a small hammer.

Yes, compared to those people, what is her unwillingness to do?

Until now, she has to admit that she is not as transparent as her eldest sister, nor is she as free and easy as her fourth sister.

"Second sister, the third sister will be out of the house tomorrow. This is a great joy in our house. As for those sad things... let it go."

After a long time, Luo Qing nodded slightly: "Yes."

The sunset is about to set, and the second wife of the Sheng family is entrusted by the old lady Sheng and Governor Luo, and comes to Xianyunyuan with a tough bullet.

Luo Sheng was entertaining Mrs. Sheng’s second wife outside for tea.

The second wife smiled awkwardly: "Sheng'er, let's go to the inner room to chat."

After entering the inner room, the maids were sent to retreat. The second wife looked at Luo Sheng and began to worry.

I don’t know much about this niece. The old lady and Governor Luo insisted on handing over such an important task to her, just to drive the ducks to put them on the shelves.

"Is there anything wrong with my aunt?" After waiting for a long time, Luo Sheng asked with a smile.

Although I had some unpleasantness in Jinsha, it was not surprising to think about Miss Luo's behavior at the time.

People are mutual after all.

"Ah, Sheng'er, you're going to get out of business tomorrow. Are you nervous?"

Luo Sheng was silent.

Is this a must-have?

“Not nervous.”

"Just be not nervous..." The second wife thought about the words she had prepared, and she couldn't speak in the face of the girl with a cold expression. She stuffed the thing wrapped in red cloth into her hand and said farewell in a hurry.

Luo Sheng opened the red cloth and looked at the exquisite and realistic booklet of painters, and his cheeks were red quietly.

She seemed...beginning to be nervous.

Mrs. Sheng escaped from Xianyunyuan and suddenly felt a little regretful after calming down.

Why did she run away without saying anything? Her niece has lost her mother since she was a child, and she has not taught her a serious female elder until she was in the woods. It sounds very pitiful.

But it is not appropriate to go back now.

After a little bit of trouble, Mrs. Sheng second asked Mrs. Sheng to report to Mrs. Sheng with a feeling of self-blame.

The next day, the sky was clear.

The capital was filled with people, and they all rushed to the streets to watch Miss Luo appear in the marriage.

The big red sedan chair was parked at the gate of Luo Mansion, and the Kaiyang King, dressed in red, came to pick him up in person.
To be continued...