National Beauty

The second room of the Song family killed someone. In addition to being sentenced to prison, he had to lose twenty taels of money. The **** was ordered to return the dying Hu family to take the money. Hu was almost out of breath. She caught a glimpse of Lin next to her. She also played a careful eye, took out only a dozen private money, and then burst into tears to the Lin family. : "Sister-in-law, we only have this little money. Sister-in-law will help us make the padding first, and when our family comes out, we will be a cow and a horse to return to the sister-in-law..."

The Song family was defeated, but the second room was never even less than twenty taels, but Lin was kind, watching the miserable situation of the Hus and his wife, she didn't care about it, and only asked Qiuyue to get the money. These twelve taels are also the last relationship between her and the second room family. From now on, everyone will go their own way, no matter what.

The guards left, but the neighbors gathered in the Song's house have not been separated for a long time. Some pity the Lin family and kindly persuade her: "Jianing mother, you are still young, so why bother to stay here for the rest of your life? Look at your uncle. One family, I went to jail today and didn’t forget to bully you. I will come out three years later and still not **** your wife’s blood like a mosquito? Listen to my aunt’s advice, take Jianing back to Beijing and find an honest man to marry, too To rely on."

Regardless of the previous dynasty or the current dynasty, keeping widows is a good talk, but it is not uncommon for widows to remarry. Literati once commented: human nature is natural.

"Thank you, auntie, I will think about it." Lin said with a sad expression on his face.

The neighbours left, and the sadness in the corner of Lin's eyes slowly turned into sadness. The misfortune came too suddenly in Erfang. Was it really an accident, or was it arranged by that person? If it is the latter, her mentality and means are definitely not something she and her daughter can bear.

"Mother, what shall we do now?" Song Jianing leaned into his mother's arms, anxious. The second aunt actually colluded with Hu Zhuang to harm her mother. She didn’t dare to live in the Song family anymore, but Song Jianing didn’t want to return to the capital because she was afraid of being left out by her uncle and aunt, she was afraid of meeting Guo Xiao in the capital, she was afraid that she would be taken as a concubine by Guo Xiao again. .

Lin touched her daughter's head and sighed: "Don't be afraid of Jianing. No matter where you go, there will be a mother who will not let you be wronged."

Song Jianing nodded and hugged her mother firmly. As long as her mother is well, she is not afraid of anything else.

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As night fell, Lin sent her daughter to the penthouse and coaxed her to sleep. With so many things happening today, she was afraid that her daughter could not sleep well.

"Mother, let's sleep together tonight." Song Jianing, who was lying on the quilt in the middle clothes, only showing a small head, acted like a baby to his mother carefully.

Lin smiled and said with a little bit of her daughter's face: "My mother's illness has not been cured, so I can sleep peacefully when my mother is better."

Song Jianing hadn't heard her mother cough for a long time, but since her mother said so, she obediently looked at her mother reluctantly for a while, and closed her eyes to sleep. Lin stayed by her daughter's side, watching her daughter sound asleep, she leaned over to kiss her daughter's tender cheek, sighed lightly, and left her daughter's boudoir.

Qiuyue carried the lantern to show the way for his wife.

Lin took the lantern, and whispered: "Jiu'er is still young, so I'm not up to the trouble. I'm worried that the girl will be here again tonight. Just watch it here."

Qiuyue said, standing on the porch with Jiu'er, Song Jianing's personal servant girl, and watched Lin go to the room, and the two men closed the door and entered the room.

As the dusk shrouded, people all went back to their rooms and rested, and the courtyard was cold.

Lin stood in front of the hall, and there was darkness behind him. Although the lights were lit in the hall in front, it was more desperate to her than the night, like a ball of water-soaked gauze blocking her chest, and every breath was accompanied by it. Effort and pain. The father is dead, the husband is gone, and even the uncle who barely supports the door has been imprisoned. Now she and her daughter are really widows and orphans, and no one can rely on them.

So the man sent a letter from his subordinates, asking her to stay at the door at night.

Lin closed his eyes and tears fell.

Guo Boyan rescued her, but without waiting for her to be grateful, he turned into another wolf, a wolf that was harsher than Hu Zhuang, and wanted her to play with him all his life.

There was a louder clapper sound from the street. Lin breathed out softly, and pressed her index finger at the corner of her eye for a moment. She lifted her leg into the house, concealed the door, and then blew out all the candles, leaving only a dim yellow lantern in place. By the feet. The night was getting deeper and deeper, and she sat down on the Grand Master's chair in the middle, quietly waiting for the wolf.

Wan Lai was all silent, and there was a sound of footsteps in the courtyard. Lin pursed his lips and quietly clenched his hands.

With a "creak", the door was pushed open, and then closed again.

The spacious and bright hall in the daytime was shrouded in darkness and obscured. The small lantern only illuminates a place, and in the yellow and soft halo, a woman sits quietly with her eyes down. She lowers her head slightly, her face is white and moist, and she pretends to be calm, but she puts her hands together nervously while pretending to be calm. The knees, ten fingers are slender, tender and supple.

Such a beauty, when a widow, is not a pearl covered in dust?

"Think clearly?" Guo Boyan asked in a low voice, walking towards Lin's step by step.

Lin raised his eyes, and the man had come to her, his face was as cold as frost, and it was as tall as a mountain, and it was too heavy for people to breathe. Lin was afraid of him, but she still had a glimmer of hope. She suddenly knelt on her knees and kowtowed her head and begged: "Master of the country, you are a high-powered and distinguished person. You are the pillar of the country and the ruined body of the women. You are really unworthy to serve you, please. You let the local women."

"Whether you deserve it or not, I have the final say." Guo Boyan leaned over, supporting her shoulders with both hands.

Lin's body was stiff and he refused to get up.

Guo Boyan can pull her up, but he doesn't like that. He stared at Lin's drooping neck for a while, and he moved to the chair of the teacher where Lin had just been sitting, and said in a deep voice, "The person who knows the times is a wise man, it seems , I think you are smart." He is powerful and powerful, she followed him, and there will be endless glory and wealth in the future. What is her unwillingness to? What else can she get for being a widow but a fame?

Lin still touched his forehead, and pleaded again: "I beg the grandfather of the country to release the women."

Guo Boyan sneered, playing with the jade pendant around his waist with one hand, and his black eyes looked at her mercilessly: "Now you have only two roads in front of you. Either be my woman happily, and I will pamper you as a mother and daughter, or cry and wait. I have nothing but daily use."

At this point, Lin's hope of retreating all over his heart was completely shattered.

Softly begging for uselessness, Lin slowly straightened up, Guo Boyan leaned back in the chair, and looked at her re-exposed little face for a while. He thought she would cry, but to his surprise, there were no tears on the face of the weak and poor woman, instead she was cold and calm, like a magnolia that doesn't fear the frost, blooming on her own.

Guo Boyan released the jade pendant and stared at Lin with interest.

Lin was not happy or angry, and looked at Guo Boyan without evasiveness, and asked indifferently: "The Lord Guo is really willing to give me the title?"

Guo Boyan nodded: "I will lift you up as an aunt, as long as you serve me wholeheartedly, next year I will write Jianing under my name, and let her be the four well-known girls in the government office, on an equal footing with other sisters."

Lin laughed at himself, lowered his eyes and said: "The Lord Guo can really laugh, it is Jianing who is born to you, how can a daughter born in a concubine be the same as the girl from the house? Not to mention that she is a widow. The one brought into the mansion was a female with a foreign surname. The grandfather of the country, although our mothers are living poorly, Jianing is a decent girl from the Song family, so you don’t need to look at the face. It’s like your arrangement, I’m an aunt, and I don’t need it on weekdays. Walking around, as long as the grandfather of the country spoils me, there is nothing to worry about, but I can't harm my daughter or make her be ridiculed by others."

A soft and gentle statement, but a loud voice, is a mother's protection of her children.

Guo Boyan is also a father. He can understand Lin's concerns. After a moment of silence, he solemnly said: "Don't worry, I will arrange everything and never let Jianing be wronged."

Lin still laughed, the eyes of Yingying water directly met Guo Boyan's deep eyes, and he said sarcastically: "Do you believe this, Lord Guo?"

Guo Boyan promised very sincerely that as long as Lin was his woman obediently, Song Jianing would be his daughter, and he would defend Song Jianing like his own daughter. But Guo Boyan knows very well that he can give Song Jianing a good life, but he cannot guarantee that the beauties of Beppu will not bully Song Jianing. He lightly sarcastically said that he hurts people. He can be reprimanded on the spot when he encounters him, but he can’t say those who speak back to him. What to do.

"How do you want it?" Guo Boyan asked in a low voice, knowing that Lin was arguing with him.

Lin didn't answer immediately. She turned her head and looked at the lantern on the ground. After a long time, she muttered to herself: "In the eyes of Lord Guo, what am I like? It can be the same as a singer. A civilian widow who humiliates arbitrarily, or a hard-failed woman you really like and are willing to protect?"

Guo Boyan immediately said: "The latter."

He likes her frailty and her beauty. He doesn't mind if she is a widow. He doesn't mind helping her take care of her daughter. He only wants her.

After hearing this, Lin wanted to make a sarcasm. The way he really liked a woman was to be a concubine, but Lin didn't lose his mind and didn't want to offend Guo Boyan in vain. That would be of no benefit to her. Containing all hatred and fear, Lin closed his eyes, and when they opened them again, tears filled the beautiful and clear eyes.

Guo Boyan was shocked.

Lin choked and questioned, tears raining: "Since the grandfather of the country has no marriage, since the grandfather of the country really likes me, why should I be a concubine? Just because I am a widow, you look down on me and use the name of a concubine. Me? Although I don’t have the honorable grandfather of the country, I am also the spoiled daughter of the decent people in Beijing. I have read the Four Books and Five Classics, and abide by the Three Obediences and Four Virtues... If you really hate me for marrying someone, don’t worry about me at all, why bother to say that you like it. But do something bullying?"

After speaking, he bowed his head and wept silently.

Guo Boyan understands, Lin wants to be his wife.

The man's brows frowned. In all fairness, he did despise Lin a little bit. When he knew she was a widow, his first thought was to accept her as a concubine. He never thought of giving her a wife, and Guo Boyan believed that if he changed to other powerful people, he would follow He thought the same.

Now Lin asks to be the wife of Guo Gong...

His eyes fell on the beautiful woman who was kneeling and sobbing on the opposite side again, and Guo Boyan touched his chin embarrassedly. He really wants Lin. If Lin hasn’t married yet, he is a commoner. He is also willing to show her face when he is married. However, Lin is a widow with a daughter. Even if he agrees, what about the wife?

Without even thinking about it, Mrs. Tai would never agree.

Guo Boyan didn't even consider what was destined to be impossible, and stepped forward to lift up the crying beauty and hug her slim waist. Seeing that Lin didn't resist, Guo Boyan was dry and dry. While suppressing his heart and mind, he coaxed softly: "It's not that I don't want to marry you. Yes, I also have troubles, but rest assured, as long as you follow me, I promise. Pick a young talent for Jianing, the last time he was the champion."

When Lin heard him call her boudoir's name, she knew that this person might have inquired about her ancestors for three generations. It was bitter and helpless, but she would never step back in the matter of his wife and concubine.

Holding down the man’s initial dishonest hand, Lin wanted to back up, but he did not let it go, she leaned on his chest, and said mournfully: "I know that Lord Guo is embarrassed. If I am alone, Lord Guo will not dislike me and I will be grateful. Yes, but as a mother, I have to consider for Jianing. The grandfather of the country is the one who wants to do great things for the court. He is often away from home. Once you leave, what should I do if Jianing is wronged? An aunt can’t protect me. she was…"

She has a slender waist, her helpless crying tactfully, Guo Boyan's whole body is hot, his head is also hot, and his breathing is heavy and authentic: "What you said makes sense. In this way, the weather is getting late. Let's rest first and discuss it tomorrow morning. "When you lower your head, you have to kiss Lin's neck. The more fragile the place, the more excited he is.

Lin took advantage of his unpreparedness and pushed him abruptly. He quickly drew a pair of scissors from his sleeves against his neck, and said to Bo Guo, “The Lord Guo really wants me, so he waited for me to return to Beijing. The scenery of the six recruits took us in, or I would live as an aunt who waited for Israel to be bullied..."

She was crying pitifully, Guo Boyan stared at her scissors, his face was very ugly.

Lin's head raised and confronted him. In order to show her heart, she used her hand hard, the tip of the knife easily pierced the delicate skin of the neck, and the dazzling blood beads rolled out immediately.

Guo Boyan's eyes were cold, and he scolded coldly: "Who is scaring me? If I don't care, how can you hurt me if you die?"

Lin burst into tears, and said in a daze, "Yes, but if you die, you die, but I want to bet on your sincerity. If you are reluctant to die, I will be willing to follow you, even with others. All to you."

Guo Boyan was very angry and smiled, smiling, turning around suddenly, like a rapid retreat, with wind in his sleeves.

Lin's vision was blurred, and the scissors were still on his neck.

Guo Bo said and acted to the door, and suddenly stopped, without looking back: "Tomorrow, I will send someone over to take your mother and daughter back to Beijing."