In this painting, Bai Zhi refused… … But she couldn’t stand Chu Yan’s soft and hard bubbles, and finally agreed.

She doesn’t know what Meng Nan’s expression will be when he receives this portrait of Guanyin… …

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In the suburbs of the capital, Cuiliu Villa.

“Young Master, we lived here for half a month, it’s time to go.”

Song Lang leaned back in the rocking chair, closed his eyes, and basked in the sun. Hearing what Old Yuan said, he didn’t even lift his eyelids. He just replied softly, “There’s nothing we can do about it, where are we going?”

Old Yuan said: “Young Master, we finally escaped, we can’t take any more risks.”

Song Lang snorted lightly: “If you want to get something, it depends on what you give.”

“But—” Old Yuan wanted to persuade, but was blocked by Song Lang: “I know what I know, you don’t need to say more.”

Old Yuan sighed, turned around, and stepped back.

After Old Yuan’s footsteps were gone, Song Lang finally opened his eyes. His pair of black eyes stared at the willow branch above his head.

The green bamboos looked refreshing. The breeze was cool, and there was vitality everywhere.

In his former gloomy life, there was finally color again.

How was she doing?

He was going away soon, but he never planned to go by himself.

He was going to take her away. Take her with him no matter what.

Life was long. if there was no person like her to accompany him, how lonely life will be?

After that incident, he froze himself and made himself ruthless and cold-blooded, just when he was floating in the cold sea, and he was about to lose his head.

Her appearance was like an ultimate life-saving rope, dragging him a little bit from the cold and boundless sea to the shore.

He had the warmth of a living person again, and he saw the sunshine again.

And she was the rope tied to his waist. With her, he will not fall into the cold sea again, if she was not there.

He didn’t know what would happen, and he didn’t want to know.

The turmoil in the capital city has been extinguished, and she has done everything she should and can do.

So, it was time to leave with him, right?

He heard that the son of the Meng family and princess Yiping will get married.

Then, on the day of marriage, the capital would be very lively.

Bai Zhi and Young Master Meng knew each other, needless to say, on the day of the wedding banquet, she would go too, right?

It was indeed a good day!

Song Lang pursed his lips and chuckled, his eyes radiating with brilliance.

The little servant who was waiting in the distance saw him and was very surprised. How long has it been since the young master was so happy? Did something good come to mind?

On the eighth day of the fourth month, it was a good time to marry.

From engagement to marriage, it took only two months, but fortunately, neither of the two young people had any opinions.

The date was set by Madam Meng. Seeing that a good thing was about to happen, she was naturally anxious. She was afraid that something would happen again.

Now that she was waiting for the bride to enter the door, she felt at ease.

“Madam, this is the congratulatory list sent by the guests in advance. Please take a look at it.” The housekeeper gave a booklet to Madam Meng.

Madam Meng nodded, put down the teacup in her hand, and opened the gift booklet to read.

Inside were the names of the guests who have given gifts, the officials of different ranks in the capital city, and even outsiders. However, the highest officials and nobles were written on the top.

Her eyes suddenly fell on one place. She stared at that place for a long time without moving, and suddenly said: “Bring me the gift from Bai Zhi.”

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