Memory ends here, Jiang Luoyu squints her eyes, and closes the folding fan in his hand again. He doesn''t see what the look of his old housekeeper is after him. He clenches her palm, as if she finally made up a determination, and then lowered his voice and told him.

    "Uncle cangliu, there is something Luoyu to do with you."

    The old man did not expect his own question, but caused such a long silence, and he felt that there was something strange at this time. He hurriedly went up to jiangluoyu and walked behind him before he said, "please give me the order of the son."

    "Please charge Meng Jiuqian, the chief executive of Hanjiang Pavilion, to get a almond yellow women''s light shirt before this summer. What kind of light shirt he made is clear." Jiang Luoyu slightly gathered his eyebrows, and the sharp smile on the lips was vicious, but it was only covered by the fan that was unfolded again.

    "In addition, at the corner of that dress, don''t forget to have an apricot flower embroidered with apricot yellow silver thread."

    The old man didn''t expect such an answer. But when he thought about the matter that the son had ordered at that time, he suddenly shivered and the face was hiding quickly: "dare ask the son, this dress What size is it? "

    Jiang Luoyu smiled, and stared at the old housekeeper behind him, and said: "of course, it is the size of the princess princess, Jiang Hui."

    The old housekeeper, hearing that he was shaking all over the body, just raised his eyes, just got a deep eye on Jiang Luoyu. He knew that this was the test of Jiang Luoyu to his old man in the royal mansion. If he finished this for him, if anything happened to Jianghui in the future, they would be an online grasshopper, both of them would be proud of each other and lose at all costs.

    If Yang Fengyin went to do it, at this time, Jiang Luoyu had taken over Hanjiang Pavilion and stood firm with his help. Then the first one to take an example is the housekeeper of his royal palace.

    Thinking of this, he did not look at Jiang Luoyu''s eyes at this time, but he was inexplicably admired - as if he saw the same pale blue children''s robe in his youth, and smiled at the previous generation Xiaoyao king who squinted at him.

    is as like as two peas in strategy. It is really worthy of being a father and son.

    The old housekeeper settled down, with the tone of not knowing whether it was gratifying or annoyed, finally facing the eyes of Jiang Luoyu, raised his hand and said, "I will obey the orders of the son."

    Finally, I promised.

    Jiangluoyu did not know that his heart at this moment should be relieved, or to drop eyes silently.

    After his rebirth a year ago, he began to deal with the Silver Village and land he didn''t pay attention to, and went down to the fields every day diligently, or hid his identity and the shopkeepers, pretended to be a soldier in the military camp, and after he was familiar with all the things in the land, the previous life almost respected himself except respect There was no other old housekeeper, and finally gave him an unexpected joy.

    That is his previous life never know, father started the information network Hanjiang Pavilion.

    After getting the Han River Pavilion, he was gradually slow down from the fear that he could not grasp the real place, and would do his nightmares in the cold palace every night.

    Although he thanked the old housekeeper for his loyalty, he later thought about his previous experiences, and the old housekeeper who had been removed after hearing Zhen and who was never known to be left behind, and the Hanjiang Pavilion relic that the old housekeeper did not know where to take him, Jiang Luoyu felt that he could not take it lightly.

    Once again, he could not believe anyone else.

    He only believes in himself.

    Only myself, will not betray themselves.

    After rebirth, every quiet sitting by the bed, haunted by nightmares, he said to himself countless times that in this world, he would not fall in love with anyone again and never believe anyone again.

    When the two men walked to the outside door one before and after, Jiang Luoyu raised a smile on her lips, and told the old man in grey clothes who was ready to leave in front of him: "within a year after this, uncle cangliu was asked about the size of the royal palace. If there is any problem that can not be solved there, uncle cangliu can let Hanjiang Pavilion send a letter to Luoyu. "

    Jiang cangliu hears the words, and looks deeply at the jiangluoyu, who is shining in front of the steps. The beautiful beauty is illuminated by the golden sunshine. He can''t help but bow down to salute. The tone is very much sighing: "the son of the world is careful and careful, and he will not lose the Lord of the year, and he is really grown up."

    Jiangluoyu eyes of the look stagnant, light color clothing robe is warm spring wind blowing, lip smile also deep: "Luoyu dare not be this, these years even if have some wisdom, also certainly is the cangliu uncle''s credit."

    "The son of the world can turn the old slave into a bad way. The old slave can''t take this credit. I think if the Lord is here, I see the children of today It must be reassuring. " After a while of sobbing, the cangliu of the river did not mention it. Finally, Yan said a word and went on the horse and left.

    "Son alone in Kyoto, must take care of more, the old slave this will quit."

    Jiang Luoyu Ding gazed at the figure of the old man in grey clothes, and could not help closing his eyes, and raised his head to let the hot warm sun shine on his cheek.If the father is still there, will he be relieved to see his present appearance?

    Maybe I''ll be sad.

    But what?

    This bloodbath is about to pass through his hands and slowly unfold in the flourishing flower feast in Kyoto.

    Just remember I can''t wait.

    When thinking about this, Jiang Luoyu could not help but droop her eyes slightly and turned to walk through the two-layer arch with Yingchun flowers. But before he started to walk slowly, his eyes inadvertently swept, but he was surprised to see a quiet figure standing under a pear tree with snow colored pear flowers nearby.

    That pair of clear and photographed eyes fixed on him, countless white and light blue petals fell down, first in the dark light of the sleeve whirled mischievous, white mixed with gold light light, now it seems to be able to completely cover that person''s face the ferocious scar, tall and straight, covered by snow colored clothes and fully expanded white palm I do not know when to diffuse out of the gentle radian of the pale lip.

    Jiang Luoyu looked at him in a daze. For a moment, he was stunned. He only felt that there was an indescribable heat spreading from his fingertips and eyes, and from his heart. After a while, he ran to his four limbs with more rapid speed.

    He was a man of two generations. He didn''t even know what this feeling was, but he couldn''t help but lift his steps and walk towards the figure waiting for himself under the tree.

    "Waiting for me all the time?"

    The man looked at him in silence for a long time, and the curve of his lips was hooked up, and he handed a complete light blue pear flower in his hand to him.

    Jiang Luoyu was sure to watch the pear blossom in his palm, which was illuminated by the sun and showed the light blue veins. The faint smile on his lips suddenly faded completely and turned into a kind of hard to touch feeling.

    Finally, he did not raise his hand to take over the pear blossom, nor did he show a light and calm smile again, but slowly raised his eyes to the people in front of him, calling word by word with a very low and slow voice, as if afraid of disturbing something.

    "Bai Minyu?"

    Even if he heard his low voice, the smoke smoked eyes still fixed on him. After a long time, they suddenly closed and covered the glimmer and softness of the eyes.

    Seeing that the eyes were hiding in front of her, Jiang Luoyu seemed to be bewitched suddenly. She took a step forward very slowly and slowly. Her slender white fingers lifted up a little and touched the man''s cold face. Then she suddenly lowered her head and kissed the thin lips.

    A gust of wind blows, the pear flower in the white palm finally falls to the ground. The slender fingers grasp the light blue sleeve swing, and the long black hair slips from the hair band, covering the last smile on the face.

    When Jiang Luoyu hurried back to Bibo garden alone, she saw his back every month. She rushed to meet her, smiling and bowing. When she was about to speak, she was surprised to see her son and opened her round eyes.

    "Son of a lifetime, your ears - how can your ears be so red?"

    Jiang Luoyu glanced at her gently, and then glanced out of the empty yard behind her. She could not tell what it was. She just made the people in front of her feel so complicated month by month that she could hardly say what it was.

    Just as she blinked and looked at her son in bewilderment, she finally heard Jiang Luoyu''s voice more difficult than before, and seemed to be mixed with anger.

    "Close the gate of the courtyard, and don''t allow it today Come in, white

    After watching his son finish, he entered the main room at a speed similar to escaping his life. He slammed the door and looked at the closed door with puzzled eyes and thought silently.

    White?

    Who is Bai? White Gemini?

    Don''t White Gemini in?

    Why?

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