13

In the majestic and sacred temple, sandalwood lingers, and the Buddha in the middle of the temple smiles like a pity for the world and everything is confused by illusions.

The blood on the man's face disappeared.

He covered his head.

The dust-covered past was suddenly revealed, causing Wei Yang's head to violently hurt, and there were some forgotten fragments flashing in it.

In the ancestral hall, a small and weak body got into his arms and warmed him.

When he fled from Zhu's house to wandering, he still didn't look at his face. He couldn't ask for much money in one day. The two had to go hungry, but instead she comforted herself, and each bun shared to eat for many days.

In the end, he heard the sister crying slightly.

"Brother, I will find someone for you. You can't die, you can't leave Jinse!"

Wei Yang suffocated.

"No, this is impossible ..." he murmured.

Lin Lang cruelly broke his self-deception.

"Why not? You have never seen me well, have you?"

The woman's fingers touched his eyebrows.

The beautiful face reflected in his eyes actually had a shadow similar to him!

Wei Yang swelled in fear and stumbled back.

The heart was squeezed tightly, out of breath.

He trance remembered someone said that the two were like a pair of siblings.

Brother and sister ...

He remembered.

What an ironic fact.

He personally strangled his child, just to extend his life to the fake sister!

Ridiculous, how ridiculous.

He covered his mouth tightly to prevent blood from flowing down.

Lin Lang looked at the man coldly, his arms trembling around her, and he said again and again.

I am sorry.

younger sister.

But the person he should be sorry for has long been dead.

Therefore, she refused.

Reject this late apology.

Lin Lang pushed him away without looking back.

The sound of chanting seems to be heard in the distance, and it reads a tragic curse of death, the lotus flags on both sides of the temple sway gently in the wind, and the seat of the Buddha still pitying and smiling.

He fell into an embarrassed position on the ground, and his mouth was full of bright red.

"sorry Sorry..."

His throat was hoarse, until there was no more sound.

But the man didn't look at him for the last time.

In this way, he knelt in the temple for a day, his knees were bruised.

But the Buddha of Pudu sentient beings did not save him.

The next day, Wei Yang went to Fang's house and almost did not strangle the fake guy.

Lin Lang had expected this situation, and he trailed behind when he went out, and when the counterfeit was almost tortured, she suddenly appeared to plead.

Is it cheap to make people die so early?

Wei Yang looked at her helplessly, and had a guilty conscience of being caught in a bad job.

Lin Lang didn't look at him at all. He finished twisting the skirt and got on the carriage and left.

Now that she had spoken, Wei Yang naturally did not dare to disobey her opinion. She looked at the woman with red eyes and turned away.

But there was always no relief between the two.

The only chance to see her is to pick flowers or trim them in the flower room.

Under the hot sunlight, the flower branches swayed slightly in the breeze, and the peiyu on her slim waist made a crisp ear. I don't know who brought the music from Gong Shang Jiao Yu. She closed her eyes and listened to her ears, and scattered flowers and flowers scattered on her skirt.

He was lying on the roof like this, secretly watching.

I thought this would last forever.

She hates him, it doesn't matter, he will make up for her with his life.

As long as she can stay where he sees.

One night, the east wing was gone.

Wei Yang was negotiating matters in some shops at that time. When he heard the news suddenly, he rushed back without saying anything.

"Ma'am? Where is Ma'am?"

He grabbed the steward's neckline and growled with red eyes.

In front of him, the fire was soaring.

A dense figure ran past him, carrying a bucket to extinguish the fire, but the fire remained undiminished.

"Madam, she ... inside."

The housekeeper said.

The words were not over yet, and he rushed in immediately.

The beam on the roof of the house was severely smashed down, bringing up a large area of ​​Mars. He grunted, only to feel a burning pain in his back, and almost did not kneel down on the spot.

"Ma'am? Where are you Ma'am?"

His eyes were smoked by thick fog, his eyes began to blur, his head was getting darker, and he couldn't see clearly.

"Ma'am, cough, you come out soon ..."

This is all my brother's fault. Why are you so stupid and want to punish yourself?

Between the blazing fire, he barely saw a person lying on the bed, the bright red skirt hung on the side of the bed, sleeping quietly.

At this time, the tongue of fire was pouring in more and more.

The export was basically blocked.

Despite his martial arts strength, if he does not leave, he can only be buried in flames.

The gauze curtain on the top of the bed was burning, and the whole piece would fall off.

The man threw himself up and held him tightly in his arms, only to hear a snorting sound, and his back was bloody.

Wei Yang's eyes couldn't open at all, he coughed, took off his cloak, and covered her.

"Sister, don't be afraid, there is a brother."

For the first time, he called this name gently, but before she died, when she would never respond.

He hugged the already cold body, curled up in the corner, and covered her firmly with his body.

This time, my brother won't leave you anymore.

My sister is asleep, and she does n't hurt anymore.

Brother will stay with you like this and protect you forever, okay?

Wei Yang patted the female corpse gently, coaxing her to sleep like she was a child.

In the moonlight, humming that unknown nursery rhyme.

"Moonlight, shining on the pond. Riding a bamboo horse, crossing Hongtang ..."

"Ask Lang Chang, Lang Short, and when will Lang return ..."

She asked innocently, brother, what does Lang mean?

"Um ... Lang means husband, and it is to be accompanied by a lifetime."

He didn't really understand, but he pretended to be like a little adult.

"Then ... can I call my brother Zhulang? We have to stay together."

He patted his chest and said, no problem.

When you grow up, your brother will marry you and be my bride.

"Hook, the deceiver is a puppy."

"Okay, my brother will do it."

The two villains happily held hands and returned home.

He promised her a lifetime, but she bears all her affection.

I am sorry.

younger sister.

Brother is a jerk.

If there is an afterlife, we will never meet.

The fire burned all day and night, and burned away all the dirt and filth.

When the city's main palace hung Bai streamers, a carriage stopped at the door of Fang's house.

The woman who got out of the car was wearing a conical hat, slender and slim like a willow.

uninvited guest.

When Zhu Jinse stayed in the room, her complexion changed immediately, but she had to go out. After all, Lin Lang is now the wife of the city owner. For her, the Fang family is just something that can be easily eliminated.

What's more, she was never the lady of the Zhu family, and she didn't have the confidence to spit in front of Lin Lang.

"sister in law..."

Lin Lang gently opened the tea lid, seemingly smiling, "Sister-in-law?"

The other party immediately changed his tongue and said timidly, "Madam."

Without the big backing of the male host, the female host is a bit miserable. But a woman like this dodder flower is probably not a climate without a man.

She inadvertently took a sip of tea and opened the door, "Hugging the young master out."

The young woman's ruddy complexion immediately turned pale, like the mud on the wall. All sorts of painful struggles flashed in her eyes, and finally a squeeze smile came out, "Nude, you go."

Yo, is this going to give up his son to protect himself?

Lin Lang didn't distress her.

The grandmother struggled to hold the little child out, and he was about to come down. She had to put the little fat puddle on the ground.

"Be careful of the liver, come here."

Lin Lang folded his skirt and reached out to the one-year-old boy.

The little guy heard the sound, turned his legs around, and looked at her with a squinted face.

Zhu Jinse moved his lips and said nothing. But she was proud of it, but this was the baby she had born after all the hardships, but it was not that you, an outsider, could abduct a few words.

However, the chubby little thing suddenly got excited, and his hands stood on the ground, shaking and standing up.

The grandmother couldn't hold her mouth in surprise, "Young Master, he will stand ..."

Lin Lang smiled slightly.

Midway through the little guy fell several times, deflated red and bright little mouth, howling.

I wish Jinse was terribly distressed, but she did not dare to hug her back, she could only stare at it, and cursed Lin Lang at the same time.

He cried for a while, rubbing his fleshy eyelids, and secretly looking at the person opposite.

Strange, why doesn't she coax her baby?

Doesn't she like babies?

The little doll was a little wronged, but not too reconciled. She continued to get up and walked in front of her like a drunk tender duck.

Then, with a thump, he fell into Lin Lang's arms.

With a clear laugh.

The little face was rubbing her breasts, and she was holding her clothes with her hands.

Obviously the attachment is extremely strong.

Watching this scene, Zhu Jinse almost jumped up.

"Good boy, baby, call me a mother."

The hostess of the Fang family was stunned.

The little doll is head-to-head and head-to-head, with big grape-like dark eyes looking at her, and he said indistinctly, "cool ... cool ... hee hee ..."

Lin Lang was amused by him.

The little guy laughed when she saw her, and also smirked, revealing his little gums, and still screaming coolly, circling around her, letting the milkmaid cough a few times, he did not converge .

Roudu's little hands clasped Lin Lang's neck tightly.

Also kissed her face saliva.

"It's naughty." Lin Lang's fingers bent slightly and scraped the baby's little nose. He still couldn't speak. He just grinned and wriggled his little **** in her arms.

Lin Lang patted his little **** and said warmly, "Don't move."

The little guy really stayed in her arms and was picked up by her.

Hey, I ca n't hold it anymore.

Lin Lang twitched her lips, trying to put down the chubby puddle, but the other party just grabbed her neck and held her tightly.

It's a lie ... exactly like someone.

Sure enough, is it worthy of being a father and son?

She had to hug away.

Seeing people approaching the threshold, Zhu Jinse finally couldn't help but stood up, with a panic and anger, "Ma'am, what do you mean?"

Lin Lang looked back, the earrings swayed like a swing, rippling the color of blue waves, her fingers flicked the child's soft hair, inexplicably spoiled.

"Naturally came to pick me up."

She looked up and chuckled, "You can rest assured that I will not rob your son."

"After all ... he is staying in your stomach." She said meaningfully.

The woman froze for a long while, staring at her blankly, "You, what are you talking about?"

"Oh, look at me, I forgot to tell you." Lin Lang said with a smile, "My sister is weak, and she was born with many sick children. It is not easy to take care of. I am afraid that my sister is tired, and will secretly take our The child changed it. "

"Wow--"

The teacup broke to the ground.

The woman was holding the table, one hand was desperately holding her throat, the dirt spit all over the place, and there was bleeding water.

"You crazy! Madman!"

"You return my son's life!"

I wish Jinse look crazy, rushed towards Lin Lang.

The guards around her immediately stopped her, and several blood marks were caught on her face, which was also very painful, and kicked the person back with no pity.

"bump--"

The back of her head slammed onto the corner of the table, and a large red came out.

His wide-eyed eyes were still staring at Lin Lang's back, and he was particularly emaciated. "Zhen Lin Lang, it's you. You killed my son. I won't let you go even if I were a ghost!"

There was a chuckle in the wind.

"I heard that people who have done bad things will always hear babies crying in the middle of the night. You may as well listen to whether there is a child crying and calling your name, saying, mother, I 'm so hurt, you Come stay with me, okay ... "

"No, no, it's not me! It's her, it's all that **** woman--"

"Ah, don't come over!"

A cry of tears came from behind.

Lin Lang reached out to cover the child's ear and gently kissed his forehead.

Without any effort, she just acted in a play, and the entire Wushuangcheng fell into her hands.

Also got a baby pimple.

This is called the winner of life.

Goodbye, brother.

No, it should be—

Never see you again, that's right.

Lin Lang smiled softly.