Rebirth of the beauty of the peasant girl

Chapter 891
Qingluo knocked on the table, "How can there be so many good things? I just asked casually."

Mei Luochen spread her hands: "Well, I don't want to marry anyone."

Qing Luo raised her eyebrows: "You don't like any of them?"

"Is there a difference?" Mei Luochen yawned lazily, "Anyway, I won't marry a wife."

"You do not want?"

"Whether you want to or not is not the point, the point is that you can't." Mei Luochen patted her on the head, "What do you think about all day long?"

Qingluo pushed away his paws, propped her chin and looked at him, "If you don't consider physical reasons, do you want to marry a wife?"

"Well, maybe think about it." Mei Luochen was noncommittal, "Because it's not possible, so I didn't think much about it. I said, little girl, you just asked me about it after calling me? Are you yearning for spring?" !"

"Don't make trouble!" Qingluo scowled, "If you had to choose, would you rather choose Meng Zhaozhao or Ning Xixi?"

Mei Luochen tilted her head, thought for a while, and said with a smile, "Ning Xixi... being gentle and considerate, she should be a good wife."

"You choose Ning Xixi?"

"It's a pity," Mei Luochen shook his head and sighed, "It's a pity that this girl looks gentle, but she is too competitive and hostile."

"What about Meng Zhaozhao?"

"Miss Zhaozhao is pretty, but she is too violent." Mei Luochen still shook her head.

Qingluo snorted, "You're pretty good at picking and choosing. There's no perfect person for you to choose. If someone wants to marry you, it's not bad."

"Hey, you told me to tell the truth, I really can't tell the truth to you women." Mei Luochen sighed and stood up, "I'd better go back to sleep."

"But you still didn't tell me which one you like in your heart."

"Didn't I say that?"

"You're talking about their strengths and weaknesses." Qingluo smiled, "In my opinion, you should like Zhaozhao."

Mei Luochen looked at her with interest, "How do you know?"

"You admit it?"

"Tell me how you know."

"My guess."

"...You lied to me?"

"So what?" Qing Luo proudly said, "You really like Zhao Zhao's type."

"Hmph." Mei Luochen ignored her.

Qingluo rushed outside and said, "I've been eavesdropping for so long, why don't you come in?"

Mei Luochen looked over in surprise, "Is there someone outside?"

Ai Ai moved in Meng Zhaozhao, blushing, "Master, how do you know I'm outside?"

Qingluo pointed to her eyes, "When the eyes are not working well, the ears will be very sensitive. I heard your snickering voice."

"I, how can I..." Meng Zhaozhao's face instantly turned red into an apple.

With her thoughts exposed, Mei Luochen felt a little uncomfortable, and didn't look at her very much.

Qingluo clapped her hands: "The man is affectionate, the concubine is interested, why can't something good happen?"

Meng Zhaozhao looked at Mei Luochen affectionately.

"I never thought about getting married." Mei Luochen said coldly, turned around and left.

"Brother Luochen!" Meng Zhaozhao yelled, with tears in his eyes, "Don't you understand my feelings for you? Why should I wait so hard for you?"

Mei Luochen frowned and said, "I won't live long, maybe I will die tomorrow, don't you know? You want to be a widow when you marry me?"

"I don't care!" Meng Zhaozhao shed tears, "Even if I can only be your wife for a day, I am willing!"

Mei Luochen's footsteps stopped, and he said slowly: "You will regret it in the future."

"If you don't marry me, you will regret it!"

"Miss Meng, please take care of yourself." Mei Luochen walked out indifferently.

"You go."

Meng Zhaozhao said something sadly.

Qingluo frowned, and was about to speak, but saw her bumping headfirst into the doorpost.

"Zhao Zhao!" Qingluo was shocked and rushed over.

Mei Luochen turned around abruptly, his expression changed drastically, and he rushed over to hug Meng Zhaozhao who had fallen to the ground.

A large chunk of her head was smashed, and it was bleeding.

Qing Luo immediately stopped the bleeding for her.

"Why are you so stupid!" Mei Luochen was anxious and in pain.

Lying in his arms, Meng Zhaozhao said with a sad smile, "Now is really the happiest time in my life."

Mei Luochen sighed.

Three days later, the Mei family formally proposed marriage to the Meng family.

In order to show importance, Qingluo, the patriarch, proposed marriage to old man Meng and asked him to agree to betroth Meng Zhaozhao to Mei Luochen.

Although Mr. Meng also admired Mei Luochen, he disagreed because of his physical condition.

But Meng Zhaozhao would rather die for Mei Luochen, which made the old man helpless, and with Qingluo personally proposing marriage, he had no choice but to agree.

Everyone was happy except Ning Xixi.

It was rare for the Mei family to have a happy event, so naturally they had to arrange it vigorously.

Qingluo doesn't need to worry about these trivial matters, except for treating eye diseases and studying medical books, she spends the rest of her time at Uncle Mei's, learning about the wars between Northern Qi and Da Zhou.

On the day when Mei Luochen and Meng Zhaozhao got married, as the patriarch, she put on a grand and gorgeous dress, and when she was receiving guests from all over the world, she received a letter from Feige.

"Miss, the letter is for you." Su Xin hugged the pigeon and handed her the rolled up note.

Qing Luo was holding a teacup, sipping to moisten her throat, took the note, opened it, and glanced at it.

Snapped!
The teacup in her hand fell to the ground, and her eyes instantly turned into darkness, and Su Xin's loud cry came from her ears, and then she didn't know anything.

She was awakened by a gold needle.

Mr. Mei gave her the needle himself.

When she opened her eyes, Mr. Zhou was sitting in front of the bed, and Su Xin was kneeling beside him.

There was a group of people behind the screen.

"Qianqian, you finally woke up, you scared my mother to death." Mr. Zhou hugged her, crying and laughing.

"Mother, I..." As soon as she opened her mouth, she realized that her throat hurt badly, as if it had been scorched by fire.

Mr. Zhou hurriedly held her down: "Don't talk, drink some water first, come."

Su Xin hurriedly passed over the tea.

After drinking half a glass of water, Qing Luo felt better and asked, "Mother, what's wrong with me?"

"You have a fever. You have been burning for a day and a night, and you are talking nonsense. You are going to scare my mother to death!" Mr. Zhou still feels lingering fear when he thinks about it.

"Have a fever?" Qing Luo closed her eyes, suddenly remembered something, her heart skipped a beat, she asked Su Xin, "Where's that letter?"

"The maidservant put it away." Su Xin lowered her head, took out the letter from her waist, hesitated, and handed it to her.

Qingluo caught it in her hand, she felt so flustered that she could hardly hold the note with trembling hands.

Mr. Zhou looked at her, "Qianqian, what's wrong with you?"

Qingluo turned a deaf ear, staring at the short line on the note without blinking.

She seemed unable to see or hear anything else,

The letter was written to her by Wuye.

However the content...

Mr. Zhou saw that her expression was not right, so he quickly took it, he was startled, and said in a broken voice, "Lin Jinyu... is dead?"

(End of this chapter)