The General's Favorite

Chapter 16
In this way, she will be able to see the general soon, and she has some expectations in her heart.

I don't know if it's because she was able to see the general. Her mood became better, and her illness was getting better soon. The day before the general returned to Beijing, Luo Yang had almost recovered, and she thought it was time to pay her respects to her grandmother. , I've been lying in bed for the past few days, and I'm tired of lying down.

On this day, Luo Yang got up very early, put on her beloved water blue wide-sleeved fairy dress, painted a delicate and elegant makeup, and looked a little recovered from a serious illness, but it didn't affect the woman's beauty at all. Beautiful, under the background of the clothes, the skin is delicate and snowy, with icy muscles and fine bones, an oval face with a good face, eyebrows like silk, and a plum blossom dotted between the brows on the full forehead, which makes the already beautiful face even more beautiful. The captivating.

Although Xiao Lian faced her young lady's flourishing beauty every day, Xiao Lian was still dumbfounded at this moment, and praised without hesitation: "Miss, you are so beautiful, you are simply a fairy descended from heaven."

Luo Yang also smiled, and said angrily, "You are used to saying these things." Xiao Lian said with a look of reason: "Miss, what Xiao Lian said is true." With a serious and firm expression, Luo Yang felt that it was true. Yang Yang couldn't help but laugh.

"Okay, it's time for us to go, don't waste the time." Xiao Lian smiled, "Okay, Miss."

At this time, the hall was full of people, and everyone came to pay their respects to the old lady.

While they were talking, they saw a person walking in from the door. He was wearing a water-blue wide-sleeved fairy dress that was eye-catching, and the person wearing this dress was even more eye-catching.

"Grandmother." Luo Yang walked slowly, his eyes rolled, his delicate and white face seemed to be a little flushed from the long walk, and he called out sweetly to the old man in the main seat.

"Yangyang, why are you here? Are you in better health? Didn't you say that you won't come to pay your respects these few days?" Luo Yang looked at the old man with a somewhat graceful face, thinking of the last life because he was disobedient, And when she was sick and became thinner, she still pampered herself very much, and the tip of her nose was slightly sore. Even though she had been reborn for several days, whenever she saw her grandma, she still couldn't help but think of the things of the previous life and the past. owe.

Luo Yang walked up to the old man and said coquettishly, "Grandmother, Yang Yang just misses you, and Yang Yang is much better now."

The old matriarch's eyes showed a bit of helplessness, "I just recovered from my illness, so I went out to have a wind, and be careful of catching cold again." She pulled Luo Yang to sit beside her, and gently patted Luo Yang's palm.

Luo Yang concealed the sourness in his heart, and said with a smile: "If you come to grandma, you won't be blown away." The little hand tightly held the old man's hand, and nestled in the old man's arms coquettishly.

The embrace of her grandmother is undoubtedly warm to Luo Yang. To be able to live a new life, to be able to snuggle up again in the arms of an elder who loves her, to Luo Yang, this is the happiest thing.

The grandparents and grandchildren who seem to be superior get along well, as if the people below do not exist, and the eyes of the second wife become unfriendly.

And Luo Qingfu, who was standing next to her, lowered her head when Luo Yang came in, because she really couldn't hide the jealousy in her eyes. Not only was Luo Yang loved by her grandmother, but she also had a more beautiful appearance than her. She didn't want to admit it, but standing with Luo Yang, her originally bright and charming appearance was also eclipsed.

Seeing her getting along with her grandmother so intimately, she gradually became jealous, and could only keep calm by pinching the flesh of her palm.

(End of this chapter)