Husband, I'm from the 21st Century Sequel

Chapter 165 The Secret of the Snow Country (6)

"However, the world is unpredictable. In the end, the elder brother couldn't escape from that woman's clutches. Fortunately, you were clever and escaped unharmed. Until that year, you were injured and woke up completely like a different person. In addition, at that time You show your sharpness, how can she tolerate you like that, and arranged killers to ambush you many times, you know, if it wasn't for Dad secretly sending people to lurk around the dyeing and painting academy, the consequences would be disastrous." Shui Ranling walked to the window, continued Said: "In life, there are too many involuntary things. If you can, let go of the hatred in your heart."

Ranhua's heart is gloomy, and there is sadness and relief in his eyes. The real Shuiranhua is luckier than her after all. Although this love is too cruel, she is the jewel in his father's heart after all.

"I don't hate him." Because Shui Xuanyi is just a stranger to her.

"That's good, but Fifth Sister, if I can return to my hometown in this life, it would be great." Shui Ranling suddenly turned her head to look at Ranhua, her eyes flashed with desolation: "But, I know, I can't go back in this life gone."

"The injustice case of the prime minister's mansion has been revealed to the world. The emperor not only decreed to pardon the prime minister's mansion, but also named the former prime minister Shui Xuanyi as a marquis of loyalty." Dye Hua said quietly.

Hearing the words, Shui Ranling trembled slightly, her eyes fixed on the dyeing painting were full of astonishment, and after a while, she said: "Fifth sister, are you serious?"

Ranhua nodded heavily, and said firmly: "Well, if the fourth sister wants to go back, go back, the eldest brother is also there."

"Brother?" Shui Ranling frowned and asked, "Could it be." There was a look of expectation in his eyes.

"Well, big brother is still alive." Ran Hua chuckled.

Shui Ranling walked in quickly, grabbed Ran Hua's hand, and asked eagerly, "How is brother?"

"Very well, you will know when you go back and read."

"As long as my brother is still alive." Shui Ranling suddenly had a look of desolation on his face, slowly let go of the hand holding the painting, and sighed: "Even if it is a place of dust, it is also a place of sadness , now that you know that brother and fifth sister are still alive, that's enough."

Dye Hua's eyes darkened, and said: "You know, fourth sister, the son of the county prince's mansion has been single and unmarried all these years. In the year when the prime minister's mansion died, he almost traveled all over the country, just looking for one person."

Shui Ranling trembled all over, the blood on his face faded, and there were some tears in his eyes.

Ranhua felt pity for this fourth sister in her heart. She was burdened by her status before and struggled to suppress her feelings.Now that she has been wandering and tortuous for many years, the suffering has long smoothed out the youthfulness and arrogance in her eyes, giving her eyes full of vicissitudes.

"I didn't expect to meet you today, you have to finish your dinner at Fourth Sister's before leaving." Shui Ranling held her lips and smiled bitterly.

"Okay," I knew that the fourth sister didn't want to mention this matter, so it's fine to dye the painting. There are some things that can only be considered clear if you think about it clearly.

After chatting for a while, Ranhua remembered that Qiandai Lihen had been held outside the courtyard by her for a long time, and he didn't know if he was still outside the courtyard this time.

"Fourth sister, I have something to do, I'll come back as soon as I go." Ran Hua smiled.

"Well, go, I have to prepare some side dishes you like in the kitchen."

Saying goodbye to Shui Ranling, Ranhua went straight out of the yard, walked to the front hall, and asked Jiulin to know that Qiandai Lihen was reading a book in the side hall this time.Dye Hua immediately asked the way to the side hall, and then hurried to find it.

When Ranhua came to the side hall, the scene of Qiandai Lihen leaning on the couch reading a book was what entered his eyes. Hearing the sound of footsteps, Qiandai Lihen glanced sideways at Ranhua, then put down the book, and slowly Sitting up, he said, "I'm back."

Ranhua approached Qiandai Lihen, sat down on the stool next to him, raised his eyes to look at Qiandai Lihen, and asked slowly: "What are you hiding from me?" His gaze fixed on Qiandai Lihen was unusually calm .

Qiandai Lihen's gaze sank slightly, staring at the dyed painting for a long time, Fang Qilips said: "You already know."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Even if you know the truth, so what?" Qiandai Lihen leaned down/body slightly, his eyes fixed on the painting, and said: "Hua'er, life is a process of sorrow and joy, gains and losses are equal. In pursuit of fame and fortune, one must be prepared to be burdened by reality. Your father was an extremely personable minister all his life, with fame and fortune added to his body, but he was also burdened by fame and fortune, and he was also dragged by it, which affected his family. This is his deepest helplessness , is also his fate, so you don't need to be too sad."

"Yue, I've never told you about me, would you like to listen?" Ran Hua stared at Qiandai Lihen, her face full of sadness, the past was unbearable, but every time she mentioned it, it seemed to hurt her heart.

"Hua'er, don't talk about it, those things are in the past, and they are forgotten after they pass. Now you just need to live well now. In the future, in the future, I will be by your side and give you everything you have given me. "Qiandai Lihen said affectionately, his eyes were full of pity, those pasts must be painful and unspeakable, he didn't want to listen, because those pasts were beyond his reach, and they would never be touched, he only hated, Not being born in the same era as her comforts her heart and softens the ice in her eyes.

Simply, God sent her to him in the end, giving him a chance to cherish her.

(End of this chapter)