Let her out until her wedding day, and no one is allowed to talk to her!"
After Lin Zhizhong finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves and left Fangcaoyuan. Some of his aunts and ladies sympathized with Lin Rou'er, and their faces were very sad. Some of them were gloating about her misfortune, but they had a proud look on their faces, thinking that it would be great if she could remarry.
Fortunately, I don’t know what the fuss is about.
Everyone left, but Lin Yixuan had a sad look on his face. He came to Lin Rouer's room and said to the people inside through the door: "Sister, please stop making trouble, okay? Brother Yu doesn't even have an official position for you.
Even if Ouyang Chen died, he would feel uncomfortable because he didn't want him to die."
"Get out!" The people inside only gave him one word, and then no more sound was heard.
When Lin Yixuan heard what she said, he didn't dare to say anything more to her, for fear of irritating her and causing her to fall into a coma, which would be troublesome.[
Lin Rou'er sat slumped in front of the window sill, but she refused to believe the news that Ouyang Chen was dead. How could he die? He was such an ambitious person. His country had only been established not long ago, and he still wanted to make the whole country
The people all live a good life, there is no longer hunger, and there are no more disputes. How can he just give up?
Did he ever think about her? Was it just because she said she wanted to trade herself for his freedom? He chose to give up himself in this way.
Lin Rou'er didn't want to cry. She was not a crybaby, but her heart was too depressed and she had too many thoughts. She had nowhere to talk. She could only cry, but the tears couldn't flow out. She was no longer as charming as before.
Some of his expressions are just lifeless eyes, a gray complexion, and a haggard appearance.
I don't know how much time passed like this, I just remember that the sun went down and the house was dark, and the sun rose and the house was bright, and the light slowly turned into darkness, and it started over and over again.
Lin Rou'er has been sitting in that position, sleepless, her mind has gone blank, she can't think of anything, and she doesn't want to think about anything.
She stretched out her hands, which were as white as jade. Now the luster was gone, but her nails had grown very long, looking like a pair of devil's hands.
Lin Rou'er stared at her hand, unconsciously reaching for her face, aligning her fingertips and inserting them deeply. The pain was numb, and blood mouths appeared one after another, covering her face with countless blood red.
She was smiling. Her lips, which should have been red, became flaky due to lack of water and were no longer red. The corners of her lips were slightly pulled, which was her smile. Her eyes, which were originally dark black, seemed to have turned into
Brown, but there was no smile in those eyes, only coldness, enough to freeze the surrounding coldness.
Isn't it all the trouble caused by this face? She thought, then she will destroy this face, destroy it completely. She wants everyone to be afraid when they see her face, and will never be able to love her again.
,Can not remember.
Destroy it, destroy everything, she won't let them succeed, she swore.
A sharp sting came from her face, and the face that had been scratched by her own nails could no longer look like its original face. Dizziness struck again, and Lin Rouer fell into darkness.
It was night, there was no moon, the sky was full of stars, and unknown insects chirped in the garden. Other than that, there was no sound in Fangcao Garden.
When the watch drum was beaten three times and everyone was immersed in dreams,