Within a dozen minutes after Zuo Lan left, the twig fell into a crazy imagination out of thin air.

She tried every means to prove that the king had no intention of suppressing the old nobles. However, Taigong must have done great things that harmed the heavens and received the retribution he deserved.

Regarding whether Zuo Lan's words were true or false, she thought hard and found various reasons to comfort herself. Everything was just Zuo Lan's imagination, all of which were fake.

But unfortunately, the more sufficient the evidence imagined, the more it can correspond to the correctness of all inferences.

After thinking about it, I can't figure it out.

The small door in the other corner of the hall opened, and the light in the hall shone into the back of the small door, and the bright door frame was projected on the ground. In the door frame, a little girl rubbing her eyes stood.

The zhi exclaimed: "Becky? Didn't you leave with your parents?"

This was completely unexpected. What happened to the child’s parents? Can you forget such a big child?

Becky was still rubbing his eyes, holding the pillow in his other hand, looking around the hall, and there was no one except the branch.

She threw away the pillow, ran to the long table where she was eating, and threw herself on the body, constantly calming her chest, and was in a bad state.

Seeing that the child was sweating profusely, the woman's heart was soaring. She temporarily put aside her worries and hugged the petite child.

"What's wrong with Becky? Have a nightmare?"

"Um."

Becky nodded obediently, took a deep breath, then sat on the chair, looking at the room leaving with lingering fear, as if there was something terrible in the room.

The branch comforted all kinds of things, touched his head, hugged him, and said some concerns.

Becky was obviously hungry and ate the leftovers on the table, neither picking nor picking up.

There was no water on the table, so the branch came to a room, carrying a small pot of water, and found an empty wine glass to pour water.

After eating, Becky looked up and asked, "Sister, who were you talking to just now?"

The branch's body froze, touched Becky's head and smiled, "There are no people here, Becky must have heard it wrong."

The little girl, whose mood had been relieved, quickly avoided the hand on her head and kept saying, "Don't touch her head, she will not grow tall."

The twig smiled, withdrew her hand and looked outside in a daze through the glass in the hall.

Two ignitions appeared in the yard, and the flames were getting closer and closer. They reached the back of the hall. Baymond and his wife walked in with lights. They were both wearing heavy clothes and a little snowflake on their heads and bodies.

As soon as Becky's mother entered the door, she rushed towards her child, picked it up, and said in a affectionate tone: "Oh, Becky, you're scared, it's all bad for mothers."

Baymond slapped the snowflakes on his body, nodded to the branch from a long distance, and then called on the family to leave.

After going around, they didn't say a word to the branch, which made the branch feel a clear sense of distance.

She didn't know one thing yet, Becky's mother had been planning to use her relationship to let her son-in-law take a vacation.

She still looked out the window and murmured: "It's snowing."

This sentence is found in many places in the capital. This snow falls for no reason at night, and snowflakes fall everywhere, embellishing the world with white.

The snow is getting heavier, and everyone on snowy nights knows that tomorrow will be a day off.

"Oh, it's snowing."

Zuo Lan looked at the snow scene outside the window with satisfaction, closed her eyes, staring at the bubbles in the wine glass as if aiming, and he was aiming at the bubbles that were soaring upwards.

In just over a dozen minutes, there were a lot of empty wine barrels on the table, and the man was already quite drunk.

This is Rohan's new home. During this period, he made a lot of money and bought a house near his factory.

The house is the residence of a second-class marquis in the royal capital. Because it has been uninhabited all year round, and the financial difficulties have been a bit difficult recently, the house is sold at a low price and comes with a group of servants.

There were several nobles who participated in the bidding. Rohan was able to finally win the house because he did not accept the low-priced house and purchased it at the original price.

After the house was obtained, the original servants probably left for various reasons, because they did not want to serve people of the same class as them.

Of course, Rohan didn't care about these things. He always lived alone and was not very good at serving people.

As for whether he has a spouse, this person has no scandal.

Snowflakes fall on the window entrance and slowly accumulate upwards. According to this trend, the windows will definitely be covered with snow tomorrow morning.

Luo Han also drank one cup after another. Today, he was in a good mood and teased Zuo Lan: "There are not many opportunities to marry a nobleman. As far as I know, you are the second one, the first one to follow.

A piranha ran away. He gave up like this, don’t you feel sorry?"

Zuo Lan was still aiming at the bubble in the cup. The bubble slowly rose, getting smaller and smaller until it was gone.

He drank it in one sip, filled it with it, and then aimed at the new bubbles.

"What a pity? You know, if I don't have ambitions here, maybe one day, the nobles will no longer be nobles. Speaking of which, you are quite happy today. It will be very beneficial to you if the old man was arrested."

Zuo Lan's drunken tone and drunken posture.

"That's right, let me tell you, after the great king removed these old guys, I will serve you in front of you. You'd better start to curry favor with me now. When I have the power, maybe I'll give you a job.

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"If you think beautifully, it will be impossible for you to become a noble in your life, don't think about it."

"That's not good. We are in an era of changing times, nothing can happen. If you don't talk about this, you don't have to fool me. After drinking so much wine from me, I'm just that lady, tell me, what's going on, the end of the day

Why refuse?"

"Ah? What kind of lady? Nonsense."

Zuo Lan's mouth was unclear. Before the bubbles were finished, they dripped in another sip. After drinking, they poured wine.

The wine flowed through the wall of the cup and flowed downwards.

This time, he didn't look at the bubbles anymore, pouring them into his stomach cup after cup.

Luo Han looked like I knew everything, picked up the wine glass and said, "Don't drink it yourself, come on, touch one."

When the two wine glasses collided, it made a crisp sound, and when they met, Zuo Lan raised her neck and poured it on again.

Rohan looked dryly, smiled and shook his head, and then drank it in one sip.

It only took a short while and after drinking so much wine, most people really couldn't stand it.

Zuo Lan couldn't hold it back either. She lay on the table for a second, and the wine glasses squirted and the wine barrel rolled all over the floor.

Luo Han sighed, standing up to clean up the mess.

I heard Zuo Lan lying on the table and said with his vague mouth: "I really like her, but then she will be very sad. Every time I see her, I think of my sister.

Take care of her.”

Outside the house, the snow was already very big and unknowingly. On the ground, on the trees, and on the house, there was white everywhere, and bleak white.

Luo Han touched Zuo Lan's back: "I fell asleep in the house! Hum? Are you asleep?"

Zuo Lan is already asleep.

Luohan moved to the window with a wine glass. This was the third floor. The third floor of this house was a bit cramped and narrow. He and Zuo Lan chose this place every time they drank. Here, they felt a sense of security.

Because on the third floor, you can see the big world outside.

The vendors pulled or pushed the carts, and returned home without hiding the wind and snow. Each cart had a light that gathered into bright yellow streams.

Near these lamps, the places where light can shine are so numerous that they become straight snowflakes, becoming clearly visible.

Rohan raised his glass toward the window, clinking himself with his faint reflection on the window.
Chapter completed!