Chapter 230 The Saint is escaping from the Shura Field again today 23

After the Imperial Master left, Xin Wujiang stared at the wine glass in front of him for a moment, then suddenly chuckled, "Consider it?"

"Covering your ears and stealing the bell, you deceive yourself and others."

The Imperial Master is obviously different from Lan Shuang. He can deceive others but cannot deceive him. They are both men and they both know what they are thinking. However, it seems that the Imperial Master has not realized what he is thinking.

How sad.

He picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, then picked up his chopsticks and ate slowly.

The hairpin that the maid sent to you should have been repaired. You can stop by and have a look when you go back.

…

After the Imperial Master left the restaurant, he returned to the Imperial Master's Mansion and sat there all afternoon. When the sun was about to set, he set off for the prayer platform.

After dinner, Lan Shuang was sitting on the porch watching the sunset. It was very pleasant to watch the sunset from this place, with a wide view and an unobstructed view.

Her health is almost better, and she should be able to fully recover in two days, so she is really in a relaxed mood now, with a faint smile on her lips.

However, the smile disappeared when he saw the sedan at the door.

"The Imperial Master is here."

The maids immediately came forward to greet him and stood in a row at the door. When they saw the Imperial Master getting off the sedan chair, they immediately bowed and saluted: "I have met the Imperial Master."

The Imperial Master's white clothes are hanging down, and the breeze blows, and the sleeves of his clothes are fluttering slightly, making him look even more mysterious and thin.

His eyes swept over those people and finally landed on Lan Shuang in the corridor. Lan Shuang didn't move, just looking at him.

After some distance, Lan Shuang's expression was unclear. The Imperial Master pursed his lips and strode over.

When they got close, Lan Shuang said lukewarmly: "I'm not feeling well, so I can't salute. Please forgive me."

Her tone was calm, but she couldn't hide her unfamiliarity. The Imperial Master was upset after hearing this, but he didn't want to get angry, so he just said in a low tone: "It's okay, go in and talk."

Lan Shuang did not refuse this time. She got up from the soft couch with the help of the maid, and followed her into the room. Lan Shuang sat down on the chair, and the Imperial Master sat at the main seat. She gave several maids a look, and they all started

I backed out and closed the door. This time I wasn't afraid to listen.

"What's the purpose of your visit this time?" Lan Shuang didn't think he was here to visit her. It was probably Xin Wujiang who came to see him.

As expected, the Imperial Master was silent for a moment and said, "Xin Wujiang came to me and said he wanted to marry you."

"Sir, have you agreed?" Lan Shuang leaned on the back of the chair and looked at him with an unclear expression.

The Imperial Master shook his head: "I said I wanted to ask you what you meant."

"Haha——" Lan Shuang chuckled, and the Imperial Master suddenly felt a little confused on his face.

He had let Lan Shuang wander among the princes before, but he had never asked her what she meant. Now that he said this, it was clearly an excuse.

The scene suddenly became awkward, no one said anything, and the atmosphere was stagnant for a while.

For a long time, when the Imperial Master felt a little unable to sit still, Lan Shuang spoke, "I have no objection, or in other words, I can't ask for it."

The Imperial Master immediately squeezed the tea cup in his hand and looked at her with a frown: "Why? Are you so sure that he is a good man?"

"You can't tell a good or bad person at a glance. You can marry anyone anyway, so why don't I choose the one I like the most?" Lan Shuang asked back: "Do you think the fifth prince must be better than Xin Wujiang?

You must have investigated the fifth prince during this time, right? How about it, do you still think he is a fool who doesn't understand anything?"

The Imperial Master was silent. It was a bit difficult for him to admit that he had made a mistake.

So Lan Shuang didn't want to force him to admit it, she just wanted him to recognize the reality.

"Xin Wujiang is no worse than the fifth prince. Moreover, if I marry Xin Wujiang and the fifth prince wants to win over him, he will not attack you easily. It is not a bad idea to spare your life at the critical moment. Sir, you won't understand such a simple truth.

I can’t understand.”

Lan Shuang picked up the teacup, took a sip and put it down again, waiting for the Imperial Master's answer.

The Imperial Master looked at her deeply and suddenly said: "You are really different from before."

"When people experience great joys and sorrows, they will always change. This is not surprising."

Lan Shuang spread her hands, her expression very natural, "Besides - how do you know that the old me must be the real me?"

The Imperial Master was startled, and after understanding the meaning of her words, he felt a little disappointed.

"Have you made up your mind?"

Lan Shuang gently put down the tea cup, with a firm gaze: "Even if you make a mistake, you will not regret it."

The Imperial Master stood up suddenly: "Okay, as you wish."

He strode out, seemingly angry. Lan Shuang didn't care. When he was about to cross the threshold, she said quietly: "Stop in time before it's too late."

The Imperial Master said nothing, just turned to look at her and left in silence.

After confirming that he was gone, Lan Shuang held her chin with one hand and complained: "Look, this man came here, said this little thing and then left in a hurry, without even asking how I was, haha——

"

888 agreed: "Really, I didn't ask a single question and acted like I was doing you a favor. It's so disgusting."

"Whatever, it's fine if he doesn't listen to advice. People never look back until they hit the wall. Nothing others say is as useful as a bloody head."

"But if we just let him go for revenge, wouldn't he be on the road to death again?"

888 scratched his hair in annoyance.

"That's definitely not possible. Let him go through the trouble. In the end, I'll just save his life." Lan Shuang already had a plan in mind.

…

The next day, the Imperial Preceptor sent a letter to Xin Wujiang, asking him to come to the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion for detailed discussions.

As for what they talked about, outsiders don't know. They only know that Xin Wujiang stayed in the Imperial Master's study for an hour. When he came out, he got on his horse and went straight to the prayer platform.

"Holy girl, General Xin is here."

The maid went in to announce, Lan Shuang put down the storybook in her hand, walked out and saw Xin Wujiang dismounted from his horse, holding a brocade box in his hand.

"For me?" Lan Shuang leaned against the pillar and looked at him with a smile.

Xin Wujiang strode over and handed the box to her, his face a little unnatural, as if he was shy.

Not sure, check again.

Lan Shuang took it with both hands. The box was not heavy, but it looked quite delicate. She raised her eyebrows and looked at Xin Wujiang: "Can I open it?"

"Um."

Xin Wujiang nodded.

Lan Shuang was not polite to him either. After opening the lid, she saw that it was covered with red silk, with a gold and jade hairpin lying on it.

"This is... my hairpin?" Lan Shuang recognized it at a glance. The peach blossoms on the hairpin were still beautiful. The broken area was wrapped with gold foil and filaments. It was repaired extremely well. If you didn't tell me specifically, you wouldn't be able to tell.

I've tried it before, and I just thought it was designed this way.

Lan Shuang took out the hairpin, looked at the sun, and couldn't help but laugh: "General, what does it mean to send a hairpin?"

Xin Wujiang shook his hands into a fist and put it to his lips and coughed lightly. Looking at her smiling face, he said sternly: "My fair lady, gentlemen are so jealous. I like the girl, please marry her."

Lan Shuang felt a little hot in her heart, "Because you are so sincere, I agreed."

She handed the hairpin to Xin Wujiang, lowered her head slightly and said, "Put it in for me."

Xin Wujiang took the hosta, paused, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

——Digression——

This is a reference to an ancient custom called blind date. Yes, it is a blind date. It is an ancient folk custom that the man goes to a restaurant or the woman's home to see the woman. If he likes her, he puts the gold hairpin in the woman's hair. If he doesn't, he puts the gold hairpin in the woman's hair.

If you like it, give me two pieces of colorful satin to calm your surprise.

So before Lan Shuang didn't ask for the hairpin back, but asked Xin Wujiang to fix it, it was actually a subtle hint.

And today, Xin Wujiang repaired the hairpin with gold, took it back and gave it back to Lan Shuang in front of everyone, which meant he wanted to marry him~

It was easier to understand that Lan Shuang asked him to plug it in for her, and she agreed.

The romance of the ancients is quite interesting sometimes.
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