The remarriage of the high-ranking daughter

Chapter 103 The Hard-pressed Qin Muli (1)
However, Pei Minghui's eyes dimmed. When she returned to the hall, Luo Dashan had long since disappeared. Even though Hong'er was still there with a smile on her face and words of concern, she couldn't feel the slightest warmth anymore. The room was lonely, and he couldn't help stretching his arms around him, a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes, and he walked away slowly with stiff steps.

It was not until Pei Minghui's master and servant disappeared that Zi Yu called softly, but only saw a person falling from the beam outside the hall. Luo Dashan, who was dressed in a blue robe, looked gloomy.

At this moment, Chang An also turned out of the small room, seeing the two of them, he couldn't help but nodded slightly.

"Miss, did she agree?"

Luo Dashan looked at Chang'an full of expectations. Now that he was working under Mao Jin, although he would not demean himself, he still had to follow the etiquette and treat Chang'an as a young lady.

Previously, before Pei Minghui arrived, Chang An had a detailed discussion with him, roughly revealing Pei Minghui's unavoidable difficulties. She can lend a helping hand, but it depends on whether the other party responds.

Therefore, at this moment, Luo Dashan naturally pinned his hope on Chang'an. He felt that Pei Minghui still had feelings for him, and he also noticed her struggle and difficulty. He just wanted to take the last step, and others could only help from the sidelines. , but in the end she couldn't be her own master.

Chang An shook his head and sighed, "I'm afraid it's not that simple."

Pei Minghui has scruples, anyone can see this, her only brother Pei Mingqing is her Achilles' heel, if she is to win her over, then she must know who the person behind her is.

"Miss, no matter what Hui Niang has done, she was forced by that person. If one day she wants to bear the consequences, please let me suffer for her."

Luo Dashan flicked his robe and knelt down in front of Chang An. Chang An was startled, turned half of his body quickly, and said, "Brother Luo, get up!"

"That's right, Brother Luo, if you have something to say, please speak up, and the lady who can help will definitely not be vague!"

Zi Yu also persuaded from the side, wanting to go to Laluo Mountain, but froze under his solemn gaze, thinking that such a big Buddha was not something she could pull, so she couldn't help withdrawing her hand in embarrassment.

Luo Dashan looked at Chang'an fixedly, with pleading in his eyes, he has grown up so much, he kneels to the world, kneels to his parents, but he really has never kneeled down to anyone else, even officials, businessmen and wealthy households are no different in his eyes, Therefore, kneeling at this moment is all the hopes and thoughts in his heart.

Chang'an may have his own taboos, and he didn't say anything to him, but Luo Dashan heard from her tone that something was unusual. Seeing Pei Minghui's reaction now, no matter how insane he is, he knows her Marrying Chi Yi must have a plan.

What's more, her enemy is close at hand, how can she let Maoliang county magistrate remain so at ease, and not think of ways to take revenge?

That must be because of a more important reason. Her younger brother Pei Mingqing was still in the hands of that person, so she had to obey orders and temporarily suppress the hatred in her heart.

"Brother Luo," Chang An sighed, and said, "I can only promise you to do my best, but I really can't guarantee anything, if you believe me, just stay in the mansion and don't cause trouble, I will deal with it myself. "

Chang'an's sharp eyes swept over it, like a mirror that can penetrate people's hearts. Luo Dashan couldn't help sweating on his forehead, and lowered his head guiltily.

Yes, at that moment he had the idea that if Chang'an couldn't help Pei Minghui, he would use his own efforts to save Pei Minghui and let's talk about it. As for Pei Mingqing...he would always think of a way to see him .

"Then please miss."

Luo Dashan sighed deeply, then clasped his fists and bowed again, got up and walked away slowly.

Chang'an narrowed his eyes slightly, seeing him turn out of the hall door, and walked out for a long time, then turned to Ziyu, and said in a deep voice: "Let Guard Mao keep an eye on him these days, just because he is afraid that he will be impulsive." Bad things, scare the snakes."

Chang'an is not afraid of what Pei Minghui will do. After all, Pei Minghui is willing to confess to Luo Dashan, and if he goes one step further, he is willing to be honest with her. That is because he wants to repent. She only needs to go one step further to win Pei Minghui over. , I believe it will be a big help for our own side.

The appearance of Luo Dashan had already caused half of Pei Minghui's heart to fall, and the other half was left... That was Pei Mingqing!
Bianyang, the founding government.

From the moon to the middle of the sky, there was light clouds and mist, and there was a layer of haze. Seeing that the first month was over and he was about to start busy, Qin Muli tightly squeezed the letter paper in his hand, but unconsciously unfolded it again. The beautiful handwriting on the letter seemed to show her care and prudence everywhere, and the polite and distant wording made him frown slightly again.

This is the first letter Chang An wrote to him, but not for him, but...

The door of the study room was knocked three times, he responded, put down the letter paper in his hand, and when he looked up, Qin Lang had already stepped in with a smile, spread his right palm, and placed a plate of glutinous rice osmanthus cake on the table .

Qin Muli withdrew his expression slightly, leaned back on the armchair, put his hands obliquely in front of his chest, and glanced at Qin Lang, "When will it be your turn to serve tea and deliver snacks?"

Even though he said so, Qin Muli couldn't help but reached out and took a piece of glutinous osmanthus cake and put it into his mouth. After chewing and swallowing it slowly, it seemed that the scent of osmanthus remained between his lips and teeth, which lingered for a long time and soaked people's hearts.

There are no fresh sweet-scented osmanthus in the winter, and this sweet-scented osmanthus is the dry product he specially ordered someone to buy and let Miaoran make a snack. He didn't like this taste before, but now he finds it very delicious. Maybe it's because the taste of sweet-scented osmanthus makes him He thought of Chang'an, the graceful figure playing the piano under the osmanthus tree, and the peerless beauty who smiled at him when he looked back.

Her voice and smile are really unforgettable, Chang'an... Qin Muli sighed in his heart.

Qin Lang didn't care about being teased by Qin Muli, he just gave a flattering smile, "You don't want to let sister Miaoran rest for a while, so that the younger ones have the opportunity to serve you personally, don't you?"

In fact, he overheard Miaoran and Zhu Xian talking about how Qin Muli had been bored in the study room since he received a letter from Lanzhou today. Everyone was puzzled, but he knew it well, so he just waited. At the door of the kitchen, Miao Ran's work was intercepted, and this was the excuse to go to the study to inquire about gossip.

Although he was looking at Qin Muli, Qin Lang's gaze was on the table, and when he saw the three "Fourth Masters of Qin" at the head, Qin Muli's big hand suddenly covered the table blocked his view.

"A fight?"

Qin Muli's eyes sank, and he swept slowly like a sharp sword, but Qin Lang just shrank his neck and smiled. He knew that his master looked fierce, but it was thunderous and rainy. How could he really punish him? with.

(End of this chapter)