But Xue Minglang had never seen it before.

Hearing Lu Jinxi say this, she was already very stunned, and vaguely felt that what her mother said was contrary to what the aunt and sister Zhu said, but the scenery and life were so desirable, it was a huge temptation.

At this moment, she was unable to refute half a sentence.

There is a very hypocritical saying in the world: no one can stop people's natural desire for freedom.

Times are not an issue.

The question is only whether to awaken such a nature and whether it has the ability to pursue and realize it.

It's just that Lu Jinxi won't talk too much about this, just remembered the "Three Views Correction Plan" that he had put on paper.

The first step has been successfully completed.

So……

"You said just now that if you want to know who Mr. Song is, then my mother will tell you a story."

The night was dark.

The candle light shook, and Lu Jinxi's silhouette was cast on the snow-white window paper, which was as cold and soft as her voice.

"This story begins more than ten years ago."

"At that time, today's Minister of Rites, Lu Jiuling, only served in the Hanlin Academy and was just promoted to the Minister of Rites. He has a daughter, just like you are here with your mother, who is regarded by him as a jewel in his hand and is his darling."

"Her name is Lu Jinxi."

One word at a time, eloquently.

Calmly, there is a touch of memory color, like a faded color painting.

When swallows fly, they are childhood sweethearts again.

What Lu Jinxi told was the story of the Lu family.

She puts herself entirely in the position of an objective, narrator, as if she were on the sidelines, but there was an imperceptible sympathy in her voice.

For the fate of the Lu family that is completely out of her own control.

This is a very old-fashioned, childhood sweetheart story.

But to a seven-year-old child like Xue Minglang who didn't know much about love, it was moving enough, even enough to make her yearn.

The two have no guesses, they know each other well.

One is Lu Jinxi and the other is Song Zhiyan.

At the age of the beginning of love, gradually know how to avoid suspicion.

But the more so, the stronger the emotion.

Flowers before the moon and under the moon, it is more than polite, but with a little romantic sentiment.

For Lu Jinxi, it couldn't be easier to piece together a few emotional and moving scenes. As she spoke one by one, she saw that the expression on Xue Minglang's face had loosened.

Who can not be moved by such a relationship?

Nobody was wrong.

They have known each other since they were young, and they have the support and recognition of their parents in the family.

Xue Minglang listened, but he didn't want to believe it at all.

But every detail in it is so real and so beautiful that people can't bear to break it at all.

But now Lu Jinxi is her mother, and her father is the general Xue Kuang.

An indescribable feeling rose in Xue Minglang's heart.

She fixedly stared at her mother, but found that there seemed to be a gleam of light in her eyes, like tears, but it disappeared in a flash.

There was a gentle smile on her face that was no different from before.

The only words that came out were with a little bit of melancholy: "They made a white-headed covenant to grow old together, and an oath of life and death. They swore in front of the old man that they would never be separated. Even, they will soon talk about marriage. On marriage..."

Xue Minglang's heart was already clenched, and he even hoped that Lu Jinxi would not continue talking.

But the truth is always cruel.

Lu Jinxi said slowly: "But at this time, the new emperor, who had been in the throne for two years, suddenly issued an imperial decree to give him a marriage to the young general of the Xue family, Xue Kuang. That year, he was twenty-two, But at the border, I have been in love with an orchid for a long time, and have already given birth to a son..."

What the truth is, she doesn't know.

At least not too lazy to know yet.

She only knew that Xue Kuang's "emotional experience" was very beneficial to her current handling of Sister Lang's matter, so she used it.

Moreover, this matter is also known by Sister Lang.

Xue Tingzhi's identity and origin are no secrets in the capital at all. Even if the manor is secretive, the more secretive things are, the more they will be mentioned in private.

Just don't take it seriously.

One has a childhood sweetheart appointment and is about to get married; the other has settled borders with Hu Ji and has a son.

Such two people were brought together by the imperial edict of marriage.

"Lord Lu was in a hurry at the beginning. He went to the palace gate and knelt for a long time, trying to persuade the emperor to take back his life, but in the end he didn't succeed."

Lu Jinxi felt a little embarrassed when she wanted to come.

"So, they finally got married, but they never fell in love. At the end of the year, the general guarding the border rarely came back, and his wife had to wait at home, waiting for someone who didn't love her to come back and see them children..."

That should be Lu's most real idea, right?

never in love.

Because she fell in love, Xue Kuang did not.

waiting for his return.

Because they also have children.

No feelings, but responsible.

What kind of life did two people who were bound together like this live?

When Lu Jinxi talked about the back, her voice gradually became blurred, she only looked at Xue Minglang who had been stunned for a long time, and said softly: "In the first half of her life, she knew the appearance of happiness and the appearance of her sweetheart; but in the second half of her life, They are all imprisoned in this small courtyard, waiting for a husband who rarely returns home and will never come back now. Ming Lang, this person is your mother..."

At that moment, she was actually very emotional.

Although Lu Shi is not very powerful, he should never end up like this. Under such a tragedy formed by multiple wrestling, who should pay for it?

Lu Jinxi is also not very clear.

When Xue Minglang raised her head, she could only see her expression of sadness or joy, with a deep thought, which was different from any deep house woman she had ever seen before.

What she gave her was a story she had never heard or even thought about.

Once, Xue Minglang only thought: How can mother remarry, how can betray father, how can abandon them?

But now, she knows...

It turned out that they did not love each other, it turned out that they each loved each other, it turned out that there were tears hidden from the beginning to the end of this marriage...

So she remembered her mother's long-standing taciturnity, her mother's dislike of her contact with Xue Tingzhi, and her accidental trance when she saw Brother Chi as a child...

In the bottom of my heart, it was sour and sour for a while, and it was uncomfortable.

A lot of guilt suddenly surged up like this, leaving her at a loss and in chaos.

Tears fell down suddenly.

Xue Minglang's eyes were red, his small shoulders shrugged, and he raised his sleeves to wipe, but he couldn't stop the tears that seemed to burst, and half of his sleeves were wet.

Lu Jinxi sighed in his heart, just got up, walked to her side, put his arms around her shoulders, let her lean against his arms, and comforted her gently: "It's alright, it's alright, my mother is still here. It's alright, don't cry... …”

It was fine that she didn't speak, but Xue Minglang cried even more when she spoke.

Can't stand it at all.

Leaning in her arms, the tears kept falling, and the little hand stretched out to hug her waist, tightly, as if she was about to cry: "It's all, it's all because of Minglang's bad..."

Where can you blame her for this?