Chapter 27： people are as pale as a chrysanthemum

When I got upstairs, I felt that there was light gauze dancing everywhere, and there was a faint figure in the depth of the room. After all, this is the boudoir of a rich lady. Song Qingshu was not rude, so he had to cough lightly to show that someone had come up.

"Who?" Although Ling Shuanghua was alarmed, he didn't show anything special, just asked casually.

Sensing the indifference in her tone, Song Qingshu secretly sighed, a beautiful woman like a flower was devastated to the point of being almost loveless.

"I'm entrusted by Hero Ding to visit Miss Ling." Song Qingshu couldn't think of any strong medicine, how could it attract your attention.

There was only a thud, which seemed to be the sound of a stool knocking to the ground. Sure enough, when Ling Shuanghua heard about Ding Dian, he hurried out, lifted the gauze curtain, and looked anxiously at Song Qingshu: "Which hero Ding?"

I saw a young woman in bright yellow clothes running up to her. Although her face was covered by a light veil, she couldn't hide the anxiety on her face. Looking carefully, some red scars were looming on the edge of the veil, Song Qingshu secretly sighed, seeing that this woman has such a graceful figure, what a beauty she must have been before she was disfigured.

"Hero Ding Dian told me to come here and ask Miss Ling a few words." Song Qingshu saluted respectfully.

"How is he... well?" Ling Shuanghua's voice trembled a little.

"Uh... I'm afraid it's not very good." Song Qingshu thought to himself, if the lute bone was pierced, the hamstring was cut off, and then locked in prison and tortured for several years, it would not be considered good at all. "But I can't die for the time being."

Ling Shuanghua smiled sadly: "It's all my fault, Brother Ding..."

"Miss Ling, since the matter has already happened, now is not the time to talk about it," Song Qingshu asked hastily, remembering his reason for coming, "Why didn't you want to go far away with Daxia Ding at the beginning?"

"My lord must have seen it too. With my current appearance, my heart is ashamed. I pray to gods and Buddha every day, and I only hope that brother Ding can be safe." Ling Shuanghua gently raised the corner of the veil, and there were several hideous lines across his snow-white face. red scars.

"Miss Ling, I've always admired the love between you and Hero Ding. Do you think Hero Ding would care about your appearance?" Song Qingshu frowned, those scars were really... a bit glaring, but that shouldn't be the reason.

"Of course I know he won't dislike me," Ling Shuanghua sat down slowly at the table, fiddled with a pot of flowers in front of him, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It's just that I don't want him to marry such an ugly wife ."

Hearing that her words were obviously insincere, Song Qingshu didn't bother to play riddles with these idiots, and asked directly: "I heard that Master Ling forced you to make a poisonous oath, saying that if you see Ding Dian again in this life, your mother's soul will be left behind." The underground suffers day and night. Does Miss Ling know that even if you didn't make this oath at the beginning, your father wouldn't kill Daxia Ding because of Liancheng Jue?"

Unexpectedly, Ling Shuanghua's expression didn't change much, he just turned around and stared at Song Qingshu: "Just now I was in a hurry, and I haven't asked the son's name yet..."

"I'm going to Song Qingshu." In the previous life, he worked in the shopping malls. Song Qingshu was such a good person. Seeing her expression, she knew that she had doubts in her heart, so she pretended to be Ling Tuisi's confession, but in fact she had secretly reached an agreement with Ding Dian. Briefly address her.

After meeting with Ding Dian and some secret codes that they only knew, Ling Shuanghua finally felt relieved, and sighed quietly: "To tell the truth, Mr. Song, after I knew about Liancheng Jue, I realized it."

"Since something as solemn as taking an oath is based on a lie, it can't be taken as the truth." Song Qingshu comforted.

Ling Shuanghua smiled slightly. Although his appearance was ruined, Song Qingshu was still stunned by the elegant demeanor at the corner of his mouth: "But when I swear, I did swear sincerely. I don't want to risk my mother."

Seeing that Song Qingshu opened his mouth to speak, Ling Shuanghua raised his hand to signal, and continued: "Actually, there is another very important reason. I haven't told Brother Ding. The person my father betrothed me to was his immediate boss, the magistrate of Xiangyang and the comforter of Jing'an. Master Lu's son, because I fell in love with Brother Ding and ruined my face for him, I have already embarrassed my father and the Lu family. If I really leave with Brother Ding, I am afraid I will really offend the Lu family to death. I Even if Dad is wrong in every possible way, he is my dad after all, and I don't want to cause such a big trouble for him."

"Lv Wenhuan?" Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat, this time is really troublesome. It has been a while since he traveled to this world, and he has gradually figured out many things. Xiangyang has fought against the Mongolian army for many years. Although Guo Jing, Huang Rong and his wife led the martial arts people to help each other, the prefect Lu Wenhuan is the real mainstay. . Lv Wenhuan now manages Jingxiang and holds a heavy army. His elder brother Lv Wende manages Huaihe River and Huaihe River. The two brothers, together with Yu Jie, the envoy of Xuanyu from Sichuan, are known as the three largest vassals in the Song Dynasty.

Although Ling Tuisi could be regarded as a member of the party, compared with Lu Wenhuan, he was still not at the same level. If he offended the Lu family, Ling Tuisi could basically finish his sentence.

She is really a filial daughter, her father is so vicious, yet she still thinks of him wholeheartedly... Song Qingshu shook his head, it seems that to untie Ling Shuanghua's knot, he still has to start with his father.

"I don't know if Miss Ling's surname is Buddha or she believes in Taoism?" Song Qingshu asked suddenly.

"Hmm... I believe in Buddhism." Ling Shuanghua couldn't figure out his intention for a moment, and replied suspiciously.

"Then Miss Ling must be aware of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, can you explain a thing or two for me?"

Seeing Song Qingshu's humbly asking for advice, Ling Shuanghua hesitated for a moment, but said softly: "All living beings are moved by the cycle of life and death in the three realms and the six realms due to confusion, just like the turning of a wheel. If you don't seek liberation, you will always be in the six realms Birth and death are continuous, endless..."

"There are three good ways in the six realms, and three evil ways. Then what determines whether you enter the good way or the evil way during reincarnation?" Song Qingshu asked suddenly.

Ling Shuanghua already understood what Song Qingshu meant, smiled slightly, and continued: "If you do the ten unwholesome karmas, you will fall into the three evil ways of hell, hungry ghosts, and animals. If you do the ten good karmas, you will be reborn in the heaven and human worlds." ..."

Song Qingshu saluted slightly, and said: "I heard that Miss Ling's mother was a well-known benevolent person in the city before she was alive. She must have done good deeds all her life, so it is impossible for her to fall into the three evil ways. I have never heard that Lingtang walked any evil paths, so it must not be ah Shura Tao, the rest can only be the world and heaven, no matter what it is, counting the time, it is impossible for Lingtang to be underground now. At the beginning, Miss Ling's oath said, "If I meet Brother Ding again, mother His soul must be tormented underground day and night', Ms. Ling, do you think that due to the good deeds of Lingtang during her lifetime, she will suffer underground now?"