Variety Film and Television: Starting from the Legend of Zhen Huan

After spending the New Year with Zhao's father, Zhao Ceying was about to leave Yuzhou to attend to business.

The job is not difficult, it is just a job of delivering messages for others, but I will be back in a few days.

Wu Yan walked out and asked the female envoy to pack the package, while Mo Lan prepared all the clothes that Zhao Ceying should prepare and gave detailed instructions.

After everyone in the room was gone, he stood up on tiptoes and kissed Zhao Ceying on the forehead.

"It's a long way to go this time, so be careful or bring a few more people with you."

Zhao Ceying nodded, as if his wife would always lie on his shoulder and whisper these words to him every time he went out to do errands.

He kissed her again carefully. He was no longer the frizzy young man before. After half a year of getting along, he also knew how to kiss the most comfortably.

He grasped the slender, snow-white wrist with his palm and climbed up little by little.

As the night got darker, Mo Lan gasped for air and warned again.

But this time it was in bed, mixed with joy and reluctance, which made Zhao Ceying unable to sleep.

In the dark tent, Zhao Ceying raised his head with his hands, looked at Mo Lan's face, and hooked his other hand on Mo Lan's fingers.

He will leave tomorrow. After getting married, it has been a long time since he... left for such a long time.

At this moment, my heart was tightly tied by an invisible rope called care.

He suddenly remembered having a drink with those brothers in Shen Mansion. The brothers were all laughing that he would be controlled by his wife for the rest of his life.

It seemed like he was really going to be controlled, and there was nothing wrong with that.

It's also fair. The person in front of me has sacrificed his whole life for him, and he is willing to spend his whole life.

Zhao Ceying lay quietly next to Mo Lan until a touch of white appeared in the sky. He rubbed his eyes, opened the bed curtains, and asked Yun Cai to close the half-hidden window.

Have someone change the charcoal fire in the house.

Nothing happened for more than twenty days in a row. When Zhao Ceying came back, he brought a letter with him.

It was sent by someone from Lin Sushuang. There were not many words in it, mostly asking how she was doing. At the end of the letter, she mentioned that Miss Six was getting engaged.

About two months later, the engagement partner was the He family's brother.

As for the reason, Rong Feiyan, who admired the young master, was kidnapped by the gangsters, and the tragic death of Buwei and the female servant in Qi Heng's house.

The marriage was decided naturally.

When Lin Sushuang wrote to the second page, she was explaining that Lan was silly. It was clear that Mrs. Wu was also interested in Minglan. She could have chosen the Earl's Mansion, but she chose a family with an undistinguished family background.

As well as the second letter sent by Yun Cai, a letter from Yangzhou, her people contacted Aunt Wei.

Minglan on the other side also received a letter from her aunt.

First, he congratulated on the engagement, and then explained the purpose of writing the letter.

She found the doctor who had treated her during the delivery and said that she had gained weight during the pregnancy and the fetus in her belly was a little bigger. Apart from the difficulty in giving birth, it was not a serious problem.

The doctor who was treating her did tell her that the collision caused the pregnant woman to become emotional, unable to carry on, and both mother and child died.

This time I am writing this letter to find out who hit my mother that day, so that I can continue to investigate.

Minglan was startled, and her eyes were slightly confused.

She remembered her childhood memories. It was her and her mother who were arguing. Her mother asked her not to stand out. She didn't listen. Instead, she retorted with her mother's words.

When it was discussed that she should be fostered under the old lady's lap, she didn't listen and continued to refute against the mother's words. Then the mother clutched her stomach and cried out in pain.

So...she herself made her mother and the child in her belly angry to death?

Minglan asked Xiang Xiaotao with trembling hands, "I remember that Miss Lin has always disliked my little girl. Do you think it was her who did it?"

Xiao Tao walked forward in a panic, "Girl, what are you talking nonsense about? Why can't I understand you?"

It must be Lin Xiaoniang...she was the one who harmed her.

A moment of despair flashed through Minglan's mind. Her little mother still had several days to give birth, and by then her eldest daughter-in-law and her father had already returned.

How could Lin Sushuang be so accurate in his calculations and kill her when she was hit while she was pregnant?

She could think of a hundred ways to remove herself, but she couldn't pass the test in her heart, so did she really harm her little mother?

If she hadn't shocked her at the beginning, wouldn't everything have happened?

By the way... My mother said she wanted to give her to the old lady to raise. At that time, my father was determined to let my grandmother raise the fourth sister. My father's heart was biased. How could she compete with the fourth sister?

And at that time, the old lady didn't say anything about raising a child. She waited until the mother was gone before she spoke.

The love of the parents is far-reaching.

So there is no successor...maybe the young lady is paving the way for herself.

He is living so well now that the old lady even took out the things at the bottom of the box to make a dowry for herself, saying that she wanted to marry her in glory, but she was climbing up with her feet on the corpses of her mother-in-law and brother...

Minglan felt a little irritated when she thought about this.

There is only one sentence running through my mind at the moment, and I can’t look it up any further.

I picked up the pen and began to consider the words in it and write a reply to my aunt.