After crossing, I took my wife to farm GL MTL

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The censer on the huanghuali wooden table is burning incense for calming the nerves. Across the landscape screen and the crimson curtain on the other side, a Guzheng is placed not far from the screen.

　　"Miss, you are so good-looking, you don't need to be specially dressed by servants," Ling'er looked at the woman in the bronze mirror, and said with a smile: "Miss is really more beautiful than a fairy."

　　The woman in the bronze mirror has three thousand hairs scattered, her face without makeup is full of beauty, her slender willow-leaf eyebrows are like smoke from distant mountains, her affectionate willow-leaf eyes are half full of autumn water, and under her slightly upturned nose is a little scarlet. The color of the lips really matched the word "picturesque eyebrows".

　　Ling'er looked at the woman and sighed helplessly. Beauty is beauty, but there is a touch of sadness between the eyebrows and looks a little sick. Otherwise, she must be prettier than a fairy. Although she has never seen what a fairy looks like, but seeing her Miss Jia, she thought, fairies are nothing more than that.

　　Lianyi glanced at herself in the bronze mirror, and said, "Don't be so troublesome, Ling'er, help me put them all up."

　　"Miss," Ling'er hesitated to speak, she wanted to say something, but she was just a servant after all, so she said, "Then let's comb a hibiscus bun that is popular recently."

　　Lianyi responded lightly, and said nothing more.

　　Ling'er's hands were dexterous, and after a while, a delicate bun with a touch of fairy air came into view, Ling'er smiled and said, "Miss, what do you think?"

　　Lianyi shifted her gaze to the bronze mirror after hearing Ling'er speak. She looked at the person in the glasses, and reached out to remove the step shaker on one side.

　　"Miss, why did you take off the Furong Buyao?" Ling'er was a little helpless, "That's the most beautiful part of the whole bun."

　　"No need, no one is watching anyway," Lianyi stood up, and she walked slowly to the guzheng, saying: "Ling'er, go down and rest, I won't be hungry in the morning."

　　"This..." Ling'er was a little embarrassed, and finally retreated helplessly.

　　Hearing the sound of the door closing, Ripple lowered her eyes, and she caressed the zither in front of her, and the clear and clear sound like flowing water slowly flowed out.

　　This guzheng belongs to her mother.

　　During her lifetime, Su Rou had both talent and love, with a face that was so powerful that she was the dream lover of countless talents, and she was proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, which attracted countless people to pursue her. It's really impossible to marry a woman like Su Rou.

　　Lianyi has been in Gyeonggi for three years, and she has learned nothing in the past three years, only the guzheng can barely be used.

　　Every time she plays the zither, it reminds her of Fengran, remembering that Fengran drugged her tea in order to let her go, and when she woke up again, it was already a completely strange place. Thinking of this, she felt very sad. angry.

　　Not long after, there was a knock on the door, Lianyi stopped what he was doing, and said, "Come in."

　　"Sister," Xu Zhao got permission to push open the door, and said, "Why don't you eat breakfast again, you're almost skinny."

　　He walked into the house and moved a chair to sit next to Lianyi, and said, "Sister, look at me."
Lianyi glanced at Xu Zhao helplessly.

　　Seeing Lianyi, Xu Zhao was startled and said, "Sister, why did you tie up your hair again? You have nothing to do with that vulgar peasant girl. She will give you the divorce letter—"