Lu Yulan wiped her eyes, "But no matter what, I'm still very grateful to Uncle Jiu."

Tao Yao reassured: "The matter is over, you don't have to worry about it too much, we have to look forward."

When Lu Yulan heard the words, she suddenly said with shame on her face: "Sometimes I wonder, is it because I was too bad in the past, that's why I have such retribution?"

"What a fool, people are not sages, who can do nothing? Although you were really annoying in the past, but you can wake up to it in time and correct it, it's amazing. Why bother to think about the past?" Tao Yao said.

Lu Yulan said with emotion: "Tao Yao, it's not without reason that you are favored by my ninth uncle. You are so open-minded, and open-minded people are blessed with endless blessings."

Tao Yao laughed and said, "Come on, I'm stingy, not as open-minded as you think."

Lu Yulan smiled and shook her head, it doesn't matter if she doesn't admit it, as long as she knows it herself.

Thinking of something, she took Tao Yao's arm and whispered, "By the way, there is one more thing I want to tell you."

"What's the matter?" Tao Yao asked.

Lu Yulan lowered her voice and said: "Yesterday at my grandmother's place, I heard what my brother said. It seems that his arm was crippled, which has something to do with Uncle Jiu. It can be seen that Grandma wants Uncle Jiu. He didn't even eat dinner, so he went to eat first gone back.

Later, after dinner, grandma went to find Uncle Jiu. "

Tao Yao was taken aback.

Sure enough, the old lady came to look for Lu Jiuyuan last night just because of Lu Qingbai's useless arm.

"Actually, my brother is quite pitiful..." Lu Yulan said suddenly.

Tao Yao came back to her senses, and said calmly, "It's all his own choice."

Lu Yulan sighed, "If my brother hadn't divorced you back then, then my brother would have lived happily ever after."

Tao Yao shook her head, "I'm very glad that I divorced him." Otherwise, she might not have met Lu Jiuyuan and married him.

When Lu Yulan heard this, she felt a little resentful.

"Okay, don't tell me about your brother again. To be honest, I hate him." Tao Yao said bluntly.

Lu Yulan nodded obediently, "I see."

Tao Yao's face paled slightly.

……

The suburbs of Beijing, Biezhuang.

Wanrun was sitting in the shade, holding a sandalwood comb, and looking at it carefully.

The handle of the comb is also engraved with the word "run", which is exactly the word run in her name.

"Miss, you have been looking at this comb for several days, why do you still look at it?"

At this time, Die Ye looked from behind her, with a playful tone.

Wanrun blushed, put the comb into her sleeve as if nothing had happened, and said with a straight face on purpose: "Are you free, have you finished your work?"

"Of course I'm done." Die Ye sat down beside her with a smile, "Miss is such a precious comb, do you want to meet the owner of the comb?"

Wan Run said calmly: "I am the owner of the comb, what do I see myself doing?"

"Yes, you are the owner of the comb now, I mean, the owner of this comb." Die Ye blinked and said.

Wan Run was stunned for a moment, and touched the comb in the sleeve with her fingers through the sleeve.

This comb was a congratulatory gift from Duan Feng that day.

She didn't expect his gift to be a comb polished by himself, and her name was engraved on the handle of the comb.

What does he mean?
Doesn't he understand that giving a woman a comb is a very intimate gesture?What's more, he made the comb himself.

Wan Run was perplexed.

"The owner who polishes this comb sells so many combs every day, can he come over?" She intentionally misinterpreted Die Yee's meaning.

Die Ye frowned, "Miss clearly knows what I mean? Isn't Master Duan the comb?"

Wan Run said amusedly, "How do you think he did it? Maybe he bought it?"

Dieye shook her head, "Impossible, if I bought it, the comb should be polished better and smoother.

But Miss, this comb of yours is not so perfectly polished in some places, and it doesn't look like it is sold in a shop.

Besides, there is your word on the handle. "

Hearing this, Wanrun couldn't help but took out the comb again.

Die Ye is right, this comb is indeed not as good as the ones sold in the shop, it looks like it was polished for the first time by someone who is not good at learning.

So she also guessed that this comb should be polished by Duan Feng himself.

It should be the first time for him to polish a comb. Although he puts great effort into it, he hasn't polished it before, so the comb is still rough in some places.

"But even though this comb is not perfect, as long as the lady likes it." Die Ye said with a smile.

Wan Run gave her a look, but did not refute her words.

Because Dieye was right.

The comb wasn't perfect, but she loved it.

"Miss, Master Duan is here."

At this moment, a servant hurriedly came to report.

Wan Run was taken aback.

Die Ye cried out happily, "I just read him just now, and he came. Miss, go quickly."

Wan Run came to her senses, her heart was a little complicated, but she stood up and walked to the front yard as she said.

When she returned to the front yard, Duan Feng really came.

He was sitting in the living room drinking tea, and he was still wearing armor, as if he came to her right after he came out of the palace.

"Brother Duan." She stopped by the door and called inside.

Duan Feng put down his cup, looked up, and said with a soft smile, "I'm here to bother you again."

Wan Run shook her head, stepped into the door, "Brother Duan, don't say that, I'm really happy that you can come. By the way, are you just leaving the palace?"

"Well, I've been quite busy these days, and I finally got half a day free today. As soon as I left the palace, I came over." Duan Feng nodded.

"Are you hungry, or what do you want to eat, I'll ask the kitchen to make it for you." Wan Run said with concern.

"I'm a little hungry." Duan Feng smiled, "But you can eat anything."

"Then you wait, I'll ask the kitchen to make it for you right away." Wan Run left this sentence and ran out in a hurry.

Duan Feng thought for a while, then heeled up.

Wan Run went to the kitchen, gave some instructions to the cook, and then came out of the kitchen, but unexpectedly saw the man leaning on the tree pole outside the door.

She was stunned for a while, and greeted her, "Why are you here?"

"I don't have anything to do with me, so I'll come and take a look." Duan Feng looked at her with a smile.

Wan Run paused, and suddenly took out two steamed buns with her hands behind her back, "Here are two steamed buns, if you don't mind, you can pad your stomach first."

Duan Feng was taken aback, "You specially brought it for me?"

"Well, there's nothing ready to eat in the kitchen, only this freshly steamed steamed bun, so I just took it." Wan Run explained.

Duan Feng stretched out his hand to take a steamed bun in silence, "Thank you, Wanrun."

Wan Run shook her head, "What's there to be thankful for?"

Duan Feng didn't speak any more, he lowered his head and took a bite of the steamed bun.

The steamed buns are freshly steamed and soft in the mouth.

Wan Run glanced at him and said softly, "Let's go back to the living room."

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