Chapter 652: Regret is too late
A few people temporarily settled in this small courtyard. Han'er wanted to go fishing in the lotus pond with great interest. Hongluan prepared a fish basket and a bamboo pole for him.
Han'er wears a small straw hat on her head, jumping up and down in the sun, and her small face carved with pink and jade makes people want to pick him up and kiss him a few times.
There was a slight smile on Hongluan's indifferent face. She had been by Mrs.'s side all these years, and she had also watched the little master grow up little by little with her own eyes.
The young master has been extremely smart since childhood, and he is also extremely talented in martial arts. Although he is still young, it is not difficult to imagine that he will be able to support the world when he grows up. By that time, both the lord and his wife can feel at ease.
Four years ago, the lord wanted to hand over the lore palace to the second son, Qian Linglie, but he was already tired of that position and wished to go back to seclusion as soon as possible, so that he could enjoy family happiness with his wife and children every day.
He was still planning at the time. After the handover, he would bring Yin Shuang and Han'er back to their Nanchu home. They could live an ordinary and happy life in the future. , that night, he took Zi Yan to leave a book and left, saying that he owed Zi Yan for so many years, and he just wanted to compensate her well in the future, that he had been to the sweet two-person world, and he would come back to see them when he had time.
In this regard, the Lord was still quite angry, and in the end he had no choice but to do so.
Sometimes memories are not a bad thing, at least you can seriously recall the good things that have happened.
Hongluan seems to be one of the spectators. She has seen everyone's joys and sorrows. She will only accompany them in obscurity. She seems to be in it, but in fact she has nothing to do with everything.
At this time, Han'er's bamboo pole moved slightly, and a fish was already hooked.
Just as she was about to go over to help, a figure suddenly appeared behind Han'er and helped him lift the bamboo pole.
It was a big carp, and was trying to break free from the hook with all his strength, but the man took off the struggling fish very quickly and put it into the fish basket.
Why is he here!
Hongluan didn't know what she was thinking and turned to leave, but the voice behind her was haunting like a ghost.
"Where are you going, cousin?"
He deliberately lengthened the last two words, making her face stiff.
Han'er was still catching fish not far away, but the man had already come behind her, and as soon as she turned around, she just met his peculiar eyes.
There is no one else here, Hong Luan simply does not want to pretend to be, and said coldly: "Pay attention to your identity!"
"Oh? It seems that I called it wrong. I'm here to accompany Miss Hongluan!" He put away the folding fan in a serious manner, stretched out his hand and bowed in a big salute, then got up and called again, "Miss!"
Hongluan couldn't take it any longer, and only heard the sound of brushing the long sword out of its scabbard and resting it on his neck.
"If you dare to yell again, don't blame me for being ruthless."
"Why, it's not that you agreed to the marriage between us in front of your wife. The wedding has already been prepared, and you still plan to default on your debt?"
"…"
For a while, she didn't know how to explain it, she just wanted to throw the problem to him to solve, how could she think it would become like this.
Taking advantage of her confusion, the man easily clamped the tip of the sword with **** and flicked it lightly.
"you…"
The man looked at her calmly and chuckled, "Don't be in a hurry to get angry, it's too late for you to regret it now, why don't we go to the lady and explain it clearly, let her know my identity and purpose, so that I can also fulfill my duties well. duty."