Why do I have the lowest fighting ability among the whole family?

Chapter 267 Tinglan (1)
Song Tinglan has been having a dream these days.

In the dream, Pei Jingshuo, who was engaged to her childhood sweetheart, brought back a woman and insisted that she was his true love and he wanted to break off the engagement with her.

Song Tinglan sat up from the bed and rubbed her temples, feeling a little funny in her heart.

Although the relationship between her and Pei Jingshuo has faded in the past two years, they still have the friendship of growing up together as childhood sweethearts. What's more, the baby's marriage was decided since childhood, and she believed that Pei Jingshuo would not do such a thing.

This so-called dream of mine is a bit too ridiculous.

Song Tinglan got off the bed and called the maid to come over and dress her up, while she silently thought about it in her heart.

Hua Que brought a pink dress and showed it in front of Song Tinglan happily.

"Miss, what do you think of this? Madam is coming back this time to prepare for the young lady's wedding. The young lady must not dress so plainly again..."

Song Tinglan wanted to refuse. She never wore pink and girly clothes. She usually wore more white and cyan.

Just thinking about Pei Jingshuo, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, and the marriage that Hua Que said about her, her cheeks turned red, but she didn't say anything and silently took the clothes.

She hadn't seen Pei Jingshuo for a long time. When she and her father were worshiping their ancestors at the main house, they heard that Aunt Cheng had divorced. Logically speaking, she should have come to visit her, but it was a pity that she was not in the capital at that time, and she was really powerless.

"Hua magpie." Looking at the flower magpie who was about to go out with a basin, Song Tinglan hurriedly called out to her: "How many days do we have until we get to the capital?"

She had been feeling drowsy on the road these days. She could only take a rest when she encountered a post station at night. She didn't pay much attention to the road. She only knew that she had been on the road for four or five days.

Hua Que immediately replied: "We can arrive today. We are now at the inn on the outskirts of the capital. We could have arrived last night, but when the curfew came, the master decided to rest at the inn first."

After Hua Que finished speaking, he went out. Song Tinglan looked up at herself in the bronze mirror, her cheeks slightly red.

The girl in the bronze mirror is wearing a pink dress and a cute headdress. The tassels on her bun are gently fluttering with her movements.

Song Tinglan stroked her heart and felt that her heart was beating so fast that it was about to jump out of her chest.

She should be able to see brother Jingshuo today.

When she thought of the "marriage" Hua Que said, she blushed like a ripe peach.

She followed her father back to her ancestral home for a few months, and now that she has grown up, marriage talks are indeed about to begin.

Because it was the last day, everyone was a little eager to return home. After freshening up, they hurriedly hit the road.

It was not far from the capital, only two or three hours away. Song Tinglan was tortured by the inexplicable dream all night yesterday, and she really didn't get much rest. Hua Que accompanied her on the carriage, and the two leaned against each other. sleepy.

Hua Que is the maid who grew up with her. Although they are maids, they are actually not much different from biological sisters.

The carriage only traveled for about two hours before entering the capital. They did not go through the main entrance. Song Tinglan lifted the curtain and looked outside, and happened to see the sign of Penglai Sihai.

I heard that many major events have happened in the capital these days. Brother Jingshuo's sister opened a shop. I heard that the products sold in that shop were all strange and weird things. Song Tinglan was already scratching his head when he heard about it. I'm very curious.

But she didn't expect that she would just pass by. Sihai Penglai was hidden in the alley, and there was a long queue outside. Song Tinglan couldn't see the scene inside. Looking over from her, she could only see a house number. She couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. He withdrew his gaze.

A carriage passing by them seemed familiar. Song Tinglan couldn't help but take a second look, and then realized where this sense of familiarity came from.

That Xu Ziyuan was sitting in the front driving the carriage, wasn't he the boy from Aunt Cheng's house? By chance, a gust of wind blew up the curtain, and Song Tinglan could see clearly the people inside. She hurriedly stopped the carriage and spoke in a soft voice.

"Brother Jingshuo? Aunt Cheng?"

The people on the opposite side heard the noise and hurriedly raised the curtain.

Seeing the familiar face, Song Tinglan was suddenly filled with surprise.

"Seeing that this carriage looks familiar, it is indeed Aunt Cheng!"

She smiled.

Not sure if she saw something wrong, Song Tinglan always felt that Aunt Cheng's smile across from her was a bit forced.

"Tinglan? Why are you here?"

Cheng Song Tinglan thought about Hua Que's joke in the morning again, and couldn't help but blush on her face. She also thought about Aunt Cheng and her departure, but she didn't come to the door. She was afraid that her aunt would misunderstand, so she hurriedly explained:
"I heard that Aunt Cheng had divorced before, but at that time my father and I went back to our ancestral home to worship our ancestors. As soon as I rushed back to the capital today, I hurriedly wanted to find Aunt Cheng, but I didn't expect to meet her here."

Song Tinglan said, smiling sheepishly. Thinking of the figure he saw in the carriage just now, he asked sheepishly: "Where's brother Jingshuo? By the way, Aunt Cheng, why are you here?" "

Song Tinglan felt that Aunt Cheng's smile in front of her became stiffer.

Seeing that she didn't want to talk more about this topic, Song Tinglan hurriedly put aside the conversation: "Aunt Cheng, I haven't had time to go home to see my grandmother, so why not Aunt Cheng go and do the work first? After Tinglan is done with her work, she will come to the door in person. "

She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that Aunt Cheng was relieved.

The two parties exchanged polite exchanges for a while. Just when Song Tinglan was about to say goodbye, she saw a figure that she had longed for peeking out of the carriage opposite. It was Pei Jingshuo.

He turned to Song Tinglan and said sternly: "Tinglan! I was just a brother and sister to you before, but now I have found my true love. While my mother is here today, why don't we make it clear together? It’s better to just let go of our engagement…”

Song Tinglan was stunned, and the absurd dream circled over and over in her mind.

What does it mean...he found true love?
Song Tinglan looked a little hurt. She raised her head hurriedly, but met Pei Jingshuo's serious gaze.

Seeing that the other party was obviously not joking, Song Tinglan opened his mouth, but said nothing.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Pei Jingshuo added apologetically: "I'm sorry, Tinglan, I didn't understand my own heart before and regarded the relationship between brother and sister as love. That's why..."

"Shut up!"

Aunt Cheng immediately scolded her angrily, and then Pei Jingshuo shut up angrily.

Song Tinglan came back to his senses and smiled reluctantly at Mr. Cheng, but his heart felt like a knife-like pain and disbelief.

She said hurriedly towards Aunt Cheng.

"Cheng...Aunt Cheng, Tinglan was anxious to return home first, so she left first."

Aunt Cheng didn't stop her. It wasn't until the carriage drove some distance that Song Tinglan felt like she was alive again.