The old maid looked at her daughter. She also knew that it was the time when the young man was talking. She didn't say much, just ignored Meihong's help, smiled apologetically at Liang Yiluo, and walked back tremblingly. .

She was very satisfied with Liang Yiluo. Regardless of her appearance and character, she was the best choice, and she was no better than Fujiwara at a young age. She felt lucky that Meihong was able to marry her.

After the old woman entered the house, Meihong was relieved, "How come Master Liangyi is here? Didn't you go back?"

She was a little strange.

"I was planning to go back, but after a while, I suddenly thought about it. I don't know much about Meihong. For the sake of harmony after marriage, I will follow along and see. Meihong won't blame me, right?"

Liang Yiluo said with a grin, and said his voyeuristically.

When Meihong heard the word ‘after marriage’, the girl was shy and shook her head quickly.

Liang Yiluo looked at the somewhat old house faintly, and said faintly: "Meihong's mother is an amazing woman."

Meihong feels sweet in her heart. She is very filial to the mother who brought her up from childhood. Now, hearing Liang Yiluo praise her mother, she is even more happy than praise herself...

"En?" Suddenly, Liang Yiluo saw that the makeup on Mei Hong's face was somewhat flowery, "Mei Hong, have you cried? Did someone bully you?"

"No, no, no!" Meihong hurriedly shook her head, she lowered her head, and wanted to go back to the house, "Master Liangyi later, I will patch up the makeup."

After all, he was too young, and in a panic, he forgot how rude it is to make people wait outside.

Liang Yiluo laughed dumbly, grabbed Meihong's hand, and took out a handkerchief from his wide sleeves.

The handkerchief is a little wet, I don't know if it was soaked in water or wet with dew.

The handkerchief is made of fine silk and the smooth surface echoes the girl's skin.

The drenched handkerchief was gently rubbed on Meihong's face. The girl was a little shy, standing still at a loss, letting Liang Yiluo do her best.

Wipe her red makeup with a handkerchief, and her pretty face without powder and daisies was smooth and delicate. Under the setting sun, she was charming.

"Meihong is so pretty even without makeup..."

Liang Yiluo was unpretentious at all, bold and frank, which made the ignorant girl who was a thousand years ago somewhat unbearable.

Noting that Liangyiluo was about to put away the handkerchief, Meihong's slender hand grabbed him, "Master Liangyi, give this handkerchief to me first, and I will wash it for you and return it to you."

The white handkerchief was stained with light makeup and became colorful.

Liang Yiluo paused, gently placed the handkerchief on Meihong's palm, held her hand, and let the white and thin little hand grasp it tightly, "After washing it, keep it for yourself."

Gently shook his head, Liang Yiluo looked around, scattered small trees, a little lonely, "Although the environment here is quiet, but it is still less popular, I think sister Hong, your mother is not in good health, so you should change it. Live somewhere. Both you and your mother make up for your health, but don’t get sick."

When Meihong heard Liang Yiluo caring about her and her mother, she felt happy, nodding her head should be...

Chapter 0042

"It's getting late..." Liang Yiluo looked towards the west, the afterglow of the sun was about to disappear completely, "The weather is going to be cold, Meihong should go back to the house and stay with her mother. This time, I really want to gone."

Meihong was a little bit unwilling to give up suddenly, but her reservedness couldn't make her leave her two things. She had to say, "My lord, go slowly, and be careful on the road."

Liang Yi smiled, grabbed her thin shoulders, and directly pushed her back into the house.

The last sunlight disappeared to the west, night fell, a little oily light in the hut, Liang Yi fell in the dark and pondered for a long time before leaving this corner of the Fujiwara house.

The corners at night are very dim and there are no street lights, as if they have entered a ghost.

It wasn't until entering the atrium that there was a maid back and forth carrying a lamp to illuminate the entire house.

Liang Yi left the door of Fujiwara's house, found the butler waiting at the door, got into the luxurious carriage, and headed to his mansion.

The butler of the Fujiwara family has been waiting here for almost a day, but naturally he dare not have any complaints.

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When I returned to my home, Liang Yiluo didn't feel at ease. I only lived in this place for a few days, and I didn't feel like a family.

"Bai Lian, Ming Lian, can you study hard today?"

Back to his main courtyard, the two disciples were already waiting there.

"In response to the teacher, Minglian and I dare not neglect."

Saint White Lotus is respectful and can get the opportunity to learn knowledge. For the two children in the mountains, it is something that they can't even think of, so they will naturally work hard.

"Well, in a few days, I will test you again. After dinner, please feel free to do it, and don't sleep too late at night."

"is teacher!"

A maid came and helped Liang Yiluo change the troublesome imperial robe, and put him on home clothes.

Sheng Bailian quickly stepped forward, learning the appearance of a maid, clumsily helping Liang Yiluo change clothes.

The girl is not very old, but she is serious and studying hard.

"These are things that people do, Bailian, you don't have to do it."

"I can still serve the teacher if the people are not there."

Sheng Bailian's answer is very serious, and she still learns these basic methods of serving people stubbornly, "As a disciple, at the very least, we must help the teacher to do such a small thing as changing clothes."

"Do you want to help bathing?" Liang Yiluo suddenly teased.

"Um... if the teacher wants it."

Sheng Bailian's face turned red, and the sound was like a gnat. If it weren't for Liangyi's ears to be good enough, it might not be heard.

She and Meihong are about the same age, and they are already at the age of being able to marry. Girls are precocious and understand some things early.

Minglian on the side just watched her sister's behavior. He felt that his boy was probably even more clumsy and he didn't dare to move forward. Of course, even if he came, he would be sent back by Liang Yiluo with a few words.

After changing into ordinary home clothes, they let Bailian and Minglian do their own thing.

Liang Yiluo asked the maid to leave, and only hung up paper lanterns in the distance. He walked to the small lake in the house alone.

This place is considered to be his most satisfied.

The small lake is naturally formed, and is connected to the freshwater lake a few kilometers away from Ping An Jing. At the very beginning, this imperial house was built by covering the small lake, giving it a unique artistic conception.

The lake is not that big, a small artificial pavilion is in the center of the lake.

Liang Yiluo stood on the edge of the pavilion, watching the entire small lake, not knowing what he was thinking.

The center of the lake trembled suddenly, and the surface of the calm lake was faintly rippled, and a trace of creature swimming appeared on the surface of the water. The center of the small lake swelled slightly, swimming from the center of the lake to the pavilion.

A big tortoise emerged from the lake and climbed up to the pavilion. It was obviously a tortoise, but it walked like flying. After a while, it climbed to Liang Yiluo's side.