Husband, I'm from the 21st Century Sequel

Chapter 218 Staying in the Ling Family (5)

Yu Wuxia looked up at the closed door, a strange look flashed in her eyes, she stared at it for a moment, then left immediately.

Seeing Yu Wuxia's figure gradually drifting away, the woman finally raised her head slowly, a dim light flashed in her eyes, and she immediately retracted it.Turning around and looking at the small building behind him, he finally left with a sigh.

In the evening, Dye Hua leaned against the window, staring at the lake outside the window, but his thoughts returned to that day.When Ling Xiao came, what he saw was such a picture of beautiful sunset and evening scenery/sorrowful people.

Ling Xiao approached softly, stood still in front of the dyed painting, and looked out along the line of sight of the dyed painting, but saw light and shadow floating on the lake outside the window, and the wind blowing over the wrinkled surface of the lake.

"Sister San, do you have something on your mind?" After a long time, Ling Xiao finally asked softly.

Hearing the sound of dyeing the painting, she regained her senses, only to realize that Ling Xiao had entered the room at some point, and was by her side this time.Concentrating on his thoughts, Ran Hua asked softly, "What do you want from me?"

"Third sister, I have already told the old man about you, and the old man said, let you go to the front yard tomorrow." Seeing Ranhua's slightly frowning brows, Ling Xiao's voice gradually weakened.

"Third sister, don't blame me, you have been away from home for so many years, and now you are finally home, so I have to introduce you to your family."

Ran Hua sighed helplessly. She knew what Ling Xiao was thinking, but she was not really the third lady of the Ling family, and her purpose of coming to the Ling family was only to find out who killed Ling Wu back then. , have nothing to do with her.

"Well, I will go tomorrow."

"Haha, third sister, I know you are the best." Ling Xiao said happily: "Then third sister, you should rest well tonight, and I will send someone to pick you up tomorrow morning."

"Well," Ran Hua replied softly, seeing Ling Xiao's handsome face flushed with excitement.

The next day, Ling Xiao sent two maids to the small building in the middle of the lake where Dye Hua lived, to change clothes for Dye Hua and pull her hair. After working for a long time, she walked out of the small building in the middle of the lake.

After getting off the Hongqiao, a granite-paved avenue winds towards the towering buildings in the distance. Two rows of jade willows are supported by the wind, and the breeze is refreshing.

The dyed painting is dressed in a lemon yellow smoke skirt, several feet long, with black hair and high hair, a few full-colored pearls hang down from the forehead, two jade hairpins are inserted into the hair, one left and one right, and the small face is thin and beautiful. Shengxian.The lakeside wind blows gently, and the robe flutters in the wind, suddenly looking like a concubine or fairy.

Along the way, from time to time, some servants turned their heads to peep, their eyes were full of surprise, the Luotian Continent was 'abundant' with handsome men and beautiful women, but it was rare to see such pure and pure women.So I couldn't help but look a few more times, but along the way, dyeing and painting was only immersed in my own world from beginning to end.

When Dye Hua came to Lingxiao Palace, the huge hall was already full of people. Seeing Dye Hua enter the hall, they all turned their attention to Dye Hua, each showing its own color.

The white-bearded old man sitting high in the main seat has been looking at Ranhua since the moment he stepped into the hall, and saw that Ranhua did not panic because of everyone's scrutiny, on the contrary, it was a The face is calm and poised.

A flash of appreciation flashed in his eyes, he raised his hand to stroke his beard, and nodded secretly.

Dye Hua stood still in the center of the hall, glanced lightly at the old man in the high position, and immediately lowered his eyebrows and remained silent.

"Girl Wu, come quickly to Grandpa." The old man of the Ling family stretched out his hand and patted the empty seat beside him, beckoning to the dyed painting in the center of the hall, his kind voice sounded slowly.

(End of this chapter)