2067. The past events of the Six Dynasties follow the flow of water (7)
"Yunting, I don't know what to do in the future..." When Xiaobao fell asleep, she was lying in Leng Yunlin's arms, but for the first time, she felt a little confused.
She is Luo Qingxue, but she is not Luo Qingxue. Her names, from Long Ruoxue, to Luo Qingxue, to Ji Ruoxue, each one represents a different meaning, and they all represent a period of blood and tears.
intersection.
"Do you still need to ask?" Leng Yunlin held her shoulders and kissed her gently: "You are my wife, Xiaobao's mother, and the daughter-in-law of the Leng family in Yancheng. It's that simple."
Although he did not answer directly, the meaning in his tone was extremely obvious.
Luo Qingxue should forget the past and only care about his wife Leng Yunting, Xiaobao's mother, and the Leng family's daughter-in-law.[
It was not Ji Luoming's daughter who married into the Leng family with resentment.
Luo Qingxue also knew what he meant. To be honest, his willingness to accompany her to her father's cemetery today was already an attitude. She should not ask for more.
She also knew that if such a thing happened to her, maybe she would not do better than Leng Yunting.
When a husband and wife get along, they have to pay attention to a "degree".
Leng Yunting is more sure of this than she is.
"Well, I know, don't worry." On this point, Luo Qingxue and Leng Yunting were still consistent. Although she was curious about Ji Luoming. In ancient times, such a person who took an eccentric approach was often considered
He is a hero, or at least a villain.
However, he did not participate in her growth. Moreover, she also felt that her mother had deep love and deep hatred for him.
For her, her mother is like the only clean and monumental figure in her life.
Her mother had a great influence on her birth and growth.
She hates whomever her mother hates, and likes whomever her mother likes.
As for Ji Luoming's mother's feelings of harm and hatred, she can now understand it.
"If, if you betray me in the future, or even name my son after another woman..."
Leng Yunting couldn't laugh or cry: "Do you think I am such a man?"
"That's hard to say." Luo Qingxue blinked deliberately, and a cunning emotion slipped out of her eyes, "This life is too long. What if you are fascinated by another woman again in the future, wouldn't I be very embarrassed?