Li Mochou's rebirth and transformation

The four of them entered the mansion together.

Lu Mengxi felt very sorry for her younger brother's dusty face, she wanted to ask him when he would give up looking for Li Mochou, but she couldn't bear to open the words several times.In the end, she only asked: "Have you gone back to Lujiazhuang to see it?"

Lu Zhanyuan paused while teasing the child, and smiled at his elder sister, "I haven't thought about going back to Jiaxing yet, my little brother misses you, doesn't he?"

Lu Mengxi glared at her younger brother complainingly: "You are the only one who can talk! You have been away for two years, and I have been running in Jiaxing and Pingjiang. I am so tired! Do you think you are worthy of my sister and me?"

Lu Zhanyuan hurriedly exaggerated that the eldest sister was younger and more beautiful than before. He said it nicely, but when he looked carefully at the elder sister, he found that she looked tired from running around, and her deep eyes flickered. She said softly: "Sister, come back this time. Will go again."

Lu Mengxi couldn't help being overjoyed when she heard the words.

Although she also felt very sorry for Li Mochou's fate, but people cannot be resurrected after death, she still hopes that her brother can let go of the past and continue to live a good life.She couldn't hide her excitement and said: "Okay, okay... Since you are not leaving, take back all the account books of Lujiazhuang later." Speaking of this, she thought of someone in her mind, and couldn't help laughing: "These days you have been away, It's thanks to Miss He who ran around and busy, and helped my sister a lot."

Lu Zhanyuan couldn't help being startled: "Miss He?"

Lu Mengxi looked at his younger brother's face, and said with a smile: "Miss He Yuanjun, you should thank him well later."

Lu Zhanyuan looked down at the eldest sister, and did not answer for a long while.

Lu Mengxi sighed secretly, and said with a wry smile: "You are so clever, as long as I say the last sentence, you will know my next sentence..."

Lu Zhanyuan smiled lightly: "So elder sister, you don't need to say anything, I will take care of my affairs. Ms. He is my friend. Since she is willing to help when Lujiazhuang is in trouble, I will repay the kindness of a drop of water."

The second half of Lu Mengxi's sentence was held in her stomach and she couldn't say it anymore. She had been with He Yuanjun for two years, how could she not understand the girl's intentions, and she also hoped that there was someone who could make Lu Zhanyuan stop wandering.She patted her younger brother's hand and sighed long and sadly.

It was the fifteenth day of the night, and the full moon hung like a silver plate in the sky.

The quiet night is heavy, and the cold moon melts.

As soon as Lu Zhanyuan closed his eyes, he began to dream.

Still in that dark sea, a lone boat floats and sinks on the turbulent waves.

Someone whispered in the ear——

Lu Lang, you have to find me.

Lu Lang, I will wait for you to find me.

When he woke up, the moon was pale outside the window.There was an intermittent flute sound in the courtyard.

He followed the sound and walked out of the guest room, only to see little Cheng Ying sitting on the bluestone steps on the side of the patio, holding a jade flute in his hand and playing it strangely.

Lu Zhanyuan lifted up the corner of his clothes and sat down beside his niece, putting his outer shirt on the girl's slender shoulders.Little Chengying put down her flute and looked up at the stars in the sky, blinking her big eyes and said: "Uncle, mother won't allow Ying'er to mention Aunt Mochou in front of you, but Ying'er really wants to know where she is. Mother It’s just that Auntie Mochou became a fairy and flew to live in the star palace in the sky, but there are so many stars in the sky, which star does she live on?”

Lu Zhanyuan's handsome eyes darkened, he reached out and touched the top of the girl's head, and said in a low voice, "Uncle doesn't know either."

Little Cheng Ying slumped her shoulders in disappointment, lowered her head and rubbed the jade flute in her hand: "This is a gift from Aunt Mochou to Yinger, and Yinger uses it to play the flute for her aunt every day!" She looked up at Lu Zhanyuan. Asked: "Uncle, the stars are so far away from us, do you think she can hear my flute?"

Lu Zhanyuan was speechless for a while, he looked up at the little starlight with the girl, took the jade flute and played it.

That flute sound is so lonely.

Will the stars cry when they hear it?

"Don't worry, don't worry."

Where is the soul in heaven and earth?

Biluo Huangquan, two places are hard to find.

He Yuanjun has been waiting for Lu Zhanyuan.

From the very beginning, she thought that it was impossible for Lu Zhanyuan and Li Mochou to be happy together.

Because they are not the same kind of people at all.

But they fell in love.

When she saw Lu Zhanyuan proposing to Li Mochou with her own eyes, she also thought about giving up. Of course, she didn't feel that she was inferior to that female devil, she just lost to Lu Zhanyuan's devotion.

As for her devotion to Lu Zhanyuan, she thought she might keep it in her heart for the rest of her life.

Who would have thought that the retribution of good and evil would come so quickly, that murderous girl died before she even lived.

When the news of Li Mochou's death was reported back to Lujiazhuang, her personal girl actually cried for half a month, she was really a loyal servant.She felt that Li Mochou's fate should be like this, the murderer should always be killed, this is the law of heaven.

For Lu Zhanyuan, she worked hard to learn all the talents a qualified owner's wife should have. She thought that as long as he returned to Lujiazhuang, she would definitely let him see that the woman in this world who can really bring him happiness is not Li Mochou, but It's her, He Yuanjun.

But Lu Zhanyuan didn't go home.

He went far away for a dead man.

No matter how long he wants to be away, she will wait for him to come back.In the past few years, Lu Zhanyuan has become more and more famous. There are rumors in the world that his martial arts is already the best among the younger generation. Jiaxing Lujiazhuang's reputation is second to none in the martial arts world.

Every time she heard his name pronounced from someone else's mouth, she could feel that her longing had reached its limit.

Finally, on this long-awaited midsummer afternoon, the person she had longed for had returned to her eyes——

"Brother Lu..." She couldn't help but burst into tears.

The bottom of the acacia tree is lovesickness, and the hibiscus blooms to see you.

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When Lu Zhanyuan returned to Jiaxing City, he didn't go home directly.

Others say that being close to home is timid, but he doesn't feel it at all.

He first went to the most famous teahouse in his hometown to sit for a noon. The tea doctors in the running hall in the building had changed a few times. Tea.

Before the Ming Dynasty, Longjing was equipped with Hupao spring water, and the green tea leaves were spread freely in white porcelain bowls.

A few tables of tea guests are whispering and chatting, the afternoon in the small town in the south of the Yangtze River is leisurely and lazy.

The storyteller was eloquent on the high platform, talking about the current situation of martial arts.

Ordinary people don't know what the real rivers and lakes are. Martial arts heroes are described by storytellers as miraculous, omnipotent and omnipotent. Lu Zhanyuan heard it interesting, shook his head and held a bowl to drink tea.

When the storyteller mentioned the name of Lujiazhuang, he only raised his eyebrows, until the old man mentioned "Five Wonders of the Jianghu" Master Nandi Yideng, his hand holding the teacup paused indiscernibly, and then he took it out of the teacup. Lifting his handsome eyes, even a trace of a smile disappeared.

Leading the horse back to Lujiazhuang, the deep house that has experienced catastrophe has been renovated, and the carved beams and painted buildings are full of houses.He stood in front of the gate and stared quietly for a moment, then walked towards the house.

The doorman didn't know him as the owner of the village. He squinted at the man who was dressed in dust, and wanted to send him away with a few words, until he saw the head manager Lu Yunuan rushing out the door, and said "Master" with a trembling voice. Almost frightened the doorman's dog eyes out of their sockets.

When Lu Zhanyuan walked into the village, he saw pavilions, towers, pavilions, and trees all the way. Although he was not as prosperous as before, he was surprised that he could maintain the old appearance.I really didn't expect that little girl Yu Nuan to be so talented, and there are not many relatives left in his life, and he still has a little affection for this maid in the whole Lujiazhuang. He thinks that Lujiazhuang will be handed over to her in the future. Not bad.

Yu Nuan's stature has grown a lot, and the [-]th Fanghua is slim, and the huge Lujiazhuang is managed by her in an orderly manner. People want to have looks, figures, and skills, but their faces are too cold.

The maids and slaves in the entire Lujiazhuang haven't seen their matron laughing since they entered the village.

When Lu Zhanyuan passed the newly expanded artificial lake in Zhuangzili, he stopped in his footsteps. Groups of red carps swam to the feet of passers-by under the clear water waves, looking very happy.He glanced at the center of the lake and said in a low voice: "The fish in the lake will be cleared up, let's change it into a lotus pond next year."

Yu Nuan, who was following behind him, frowned and answered "Yes", thinking about the money spent on changing the lotus pond, but after walking a few steps, she saw a slender figure standing on the bridge, and her face became even more stinky.

At this time, He Yuanjun rushed over with a face full of pear blossoms and rain.

"Brother Lu! You...you are finally back..."

Lu Zhanyuan nodded with a smile: "Miss He, don't come here unharmed."

He Yuanjun looked at Lu Zhanyuan and was so excited that he couldn't speak for a while, but after two years of seeing each other, her sweetheart looked more mature and steady, more restrained and restrained.A handsome face with a lot of tan, broad shoulders and a straight waist, and a gentle smile that is amazingly charming.

Overjoyed in her heart, she dragged Lu Zhanyuan into a red pavilion by the lake to chat about farewell.

Sitting at the stone table, Lu Zhanyuan responded one after another, took out a handful of white lotus seeds from a palm-sized cloth bag hanging on his waist, and chewed slowly one by one.

He Yuanjun gradually lost his voice as he spoke.

Seeing that she stopped talking, Lu Zhanyuan raised his handsome eyes and said with a warm smile: "Miss He, Lujiazhuang has been indebted to you for your hard work in the past two years. Zhanyuan doesn't know how to repay you. It is really humiliating to you and me to consciously give the girl gold and silver. But you can't accept it. After thinking about it again and again, I decided to give the girl a good name..."

He Yuanjun opened his eyes wide in disbelief: "Brother Lu, have you figured it out?"

"Yes," Lu Zhanyuan fiddled with the lotus seeds in his palm, and said in a rambling voice, "I want to become a brother and sister with different surnames with Ms. He, and I hope Ms. He doesn't dislike Lu."

He Yuanjun was stunned, lowered his head and closed his eyes halfway, his eyes were a bit unexpected and bewildered.

She didn't expect that Lu Zhanyuan would block all her hopes with such a sentence.

She bit her red lips and whispered, "Brother Lu has such a cruel heart." He knew that he had feelings for him from the beginning to the end, but he had the heart to say "becoming a brother and sister" to the woman who had waited for him for so long. Could it be that he is really hard-hearted? Heart?

Lu Zhanyuan didn't know if he heard her words, but just looked at her and repeated: "Miss He, what do you think?"

With tears in his eyes, He Yuanjun stared at the man and shook his head lightly, turned around and ran away without looking back.

Lu Zhanyuan put away the few lotus seeds scattered on the table expressionlessly, and walked out of the Sijiao Pavilion slowly.

Yu Nuan followed up beside the weeping willows outside the pavilion, her pretty face was three points colder than the ice cellar, she struggled for a moment, and finally opened her mouth and said: "The owner doesn't know, Ms. He has been in the village for two years, and she is very popular with the elders of the clan. I like it very much. During the Qingming ancestor worship, Old Master Lu once said that in order to wait for the owner of the village to get married early, he will make an engagement for her when you return to Jiaxing."

The Lu family belonged to a family of officials and eunuchs in Jiaxing, but one of his ancestors abandoned his official position and went into business, and later set foot in the rivers and lakes. Although he gained fame and fortune, he was quite looked down upon by the clan.Until his generation of Lu's heirs withered, as one of the few remaining males, he also fell into the patriarch's favor.

Lu Zhanyuan thought to himself that the tragic event of extermination in Lujiazhuang two years ago must have provided the clan with precious materials for educating the younger generation - but it doesn't matter, he doesn't mind at all.

Lu Zhanyuan raised his sword eyebrows lightly - those old men can do whatever they like, and don't worry about him anyway. "Yu Nuan, do you mean that you don't want Miss He to be the owner's wife?"

The servant girl hurriedly said: "Yu Nuan is just a servant girl, how dare she talk about the owner's affairs."

Lu Zhanyuan glanced at the servant girl lightly: "I don't have many relatives left, so I might not think about what you said."

Yu Nuan lowered her head in silence for a while, Lu Zhanyuan's words reminded her of the old Lujiazhuang.

No matter how thick the blood is, it will gradually fade after years of training, but the scars will never disappear.

The apricot blossoms in the garden bloom again every year, but the people under the tree are no longer there.

A mist rose in her eyes, and she choked with sobs: "I just miss Miss Mochou very much sometimes... The wedding dress she didn't wear, no one would think it looks good in Yu Nuan..."

Lu Zhanyuan's handsome eyes darkened, his thin lips were tightly pressed, and he did not speak.

The two walked together in silence.

The man stopped suddenly.

Yu Nuan looked up, and there was a small courtyard in front of her, with two rows of bamboo in front of the door, and a cluster of phoenix fairies at the root of the window.

It is the former residence of Li Mochou.

Lu Zhanyuan pushed the door open and entered.

Everything in the room is old-fashioned.

The man's slender fingertips brushed across the spotless dressing table, and said softly: "I will live here from now on, and tomorrow I will order a new plaque to hang under the eaves, with the inscription 'Mochou Residence'."

Yu Nuan looked at the back of Xiao Suo, the owner of her family, and said softly.

She thought that it doesn't matter if everyone in the world forgets Miss Mochou, there will always be people in the world who will remember that there was a girl who sat in front of the desk in this room and wrote secret books for three nights, just to make the man she loves smile.

Since Li Mochou's former residence had been taken care of by Yu Nuan herself, she soon discovered that Lu Zhanyuan was paranoid about every decoration in the house.No matter when, the things that Li Mochou used back then were placed in their original positions without moving an inch.

So one day when Lu Zhanyuan found out that someone had touched the pen and ink on the desk in front of the window, his expression rarely changed.

Yu Nuan had never seen the cold eyes of the owner of her family before, and was frightened for a moment.

The crystal paperweight on the desk is pressing a piece of colored paper, on which is printed the fine print--

Spring outing, apricot blossoms blowing all over your head.Whose young man on the street is full of flair.

The concubine intends to marry her and leave her for the rest of her life.Even if you are ruthlessly abandoned, you cannot be ashamed.

He picked up a corner of the paper, narrowed his handsome eyes slightly at the fiery and bold expression of love in the letter, and twitched his thin lips lightly.

"Yu Nuan, write a book for me and send it back to Lu Mansion."

"Let's just say that Zhanyuan deeply feels the old man's good intentions in urging me to get married again and again."

"On the eighth day of next month, the auspicious day of the zodiac, Lujiazhuang welcomes him to come to marry Zhanyuan."

August eighth.

Red silk lanterns are hung all over the city of Jiaxing.

The welcoming team in Lujiazhuang lined up from the street to the end of the alley, with guards of honor at the front leading the way, lions dancing and dragons swimming, and the momentum was magnificent.

The handsome groom is dressed in red, riding a white horse, and leading four bridal sedan chairs behind him, walking around the city mightily.

With the loud sound of gongs and drums, the news of the owner of Lujiazhuang's marriage spread across the rivers and lakes overnight.