Matchmaker system [Quick Transmigration]

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Jiang Xiangyi, in Biyu Nianhua, married Bai Jinzhen, the son of Xu Ling's Bai family, as a concubine.

Before marrying, she was unwilling. After marrying, in order to protect her young brother, she climbed up to the head of Xuling Palace regardless of face.

Although the head of the Xu Ling Palace is playful, his strength and reputation are there, not to mention that he has always been kind to his pillow people, and he agreed to some small requests.

At that time, Jiang Xiangyi was being favored, and his request was - to protect Jiang Linchuan.

Palace Master Xu Ling agreed without even thinking about it. The next day, he reached into Jiang's house and talked with Jiang Li. His words were very straightforward: I made a promise, I will cover this person, don't touch him life.If you make me break my promise, I will make you unhappy.

The ancestor of the Jiang family was so angry that he drove away the master of the Xuling Palace himself, but Jiang Li had to worry about a powerful celestial being.

Anyway, Jiang Linchuan was also abolished, and it was not that Jiang Li could not tolerate a useless person, so he ordered his subordinates not to torment Jiang Linchuan, and let him die on his own.After becoming the temporary patriarch, Jiang Li almost forgot about Jiang Linchuan's nephew.

And Jiang Xiangyi soon lost the favor of Palace Master Xu Ling, and became the most ordinary servant around Palace Master Xu Ling.

Jiang Linchuan didn't know how his sister spent the past five years, but he knew it would not be that simple.

And when he was able to step out of Jiang's house and into Bai's house, Jiang Xiangyi had already turned himself into a handful of clear water in the mountains.

The girl in her 20s is wearing a green shirt, and her dress is extremely clean. Her face, which was once as delicate as a begonia, has become more gentle and elegant like spring water. Only when she talks to her own brother, will she reveal some of her shock Come on cunningly.

Jiang Linchuan felt that her sister was probably doing well.

She would follow her little sisters to the Lingzhi Garden to pick flowers, then tie up her wide sleeves and make rouge from the petals. She was busy all morning, and she could hear their soft and active voices and cheerful laughter from time to time.

I will also try to make various snacks and exchange the results with friends who are compatible.Or get together to be a female celebrity, seriously discuss needlework or chat about gossip.

In my spare time, I just read a few picture books brought back from the mortal market.

Most importantly, she told Jiang Linchuan that she was pregnant and would have a little nephew in the future.

She will not only have a younger brother, but also a child.

Before she was born, she started making small clothes. While making small clothes, she chatted with Jiang Linchuan about what the child looked like, whether he was smart or not, whether he had spiritual roots, and what kind of master he should find in the future so that the child would not let him go astray...

Jiang Linchuan listened and heard the taste.

Secretly sighed: Before the child was born, I fell out of favor.

But Jiang Xiangyi never raised her child. After giving birth to her child, she fell into an eternal sleep and never opened her eyes.

The statement given by the Bai family is: dystocia, blood collapse.

Jiang Linchuan nodded and said nothing.

But there is only one thought in my heart: he doesn't believe it.

When he went to Bai's house before, he mixed his identity and went secretly. Jiang Xiangyi had been out of favor for several years, and no one paid attention to who was around her as a servant.

After Jiang Xiangyi's death, Jiang Linchuan stepped into Xu Lingbai's house openly and aboveboard to attend the funeral.

Cultivators seek longevity, and what they least believe in is the afterlife. Therefore, they are not important people, and they will not hold funerals at all.

If it weren't for Jiang Linchuan becoming the head of the Jiang family, the Bai family wouldn't do this. Even so, the funeral is still simple.

And the person who organized the funeral was Bai Jinzhen.

Jiang Xiangyi betrayed him during his lifetime, but returned here after his death, and was buried as Bai Jinzhen's concubine, and the child was also recorded under Bai Jinzhen's name, because Jiang Xiangyi had never been named when he followed the master of Xuling Palace. share.

Jiang Linchuan finished the funeral without a word, and then met his little nephew.

The newborn child's skin was still red and wrinkled, his hair was thin, his eyes were narrowed into a line, and he seemed to be sleeping extremely soundly.He was held by the maid, while Bai Jinzhen stood beside him without even touching her.

Jiang Linchuan touched his little nephew's paw carefully, and muttered, "I slept so soundly."

"His name is Bai Jinyi." Bai Jinzhen finally spoke.

"Jin Yi? Jin Yi Yu Shi?" Jiang Linchuan smiled lowly, "Good name, but his surname should be Jiang."

Bai Jinzhen heard what he meant, and raised his eyes: "You want to take him back to Jiang's house?"

"is it not OK?"

"No, because you can't protect him." Bai Jinzhen bent the corners of his lips, half a smile, half a mockery, not knowing who he was laughing at, or who he was mocking, "You can't even protect yourself."

"There will be that day."

The words were dropped lightly, without any weight, as if they were just words of anger, Jiang Linchuan turned around and left Xu Ling.

After returning, Jiang Linchuan dismissed everyone and stayed in his sister's room for a long time, as if he had forgotten the years.

Mei Jiu didn't know when she sat on the carved window lattice, she glanced at Jiang Linchuan from time to time, her fingers twisted together, she seemed to be struggling with what to say, but in the end she didn't say anything, she just put her face on her knees and accompanied him quietly .

The sun was setting, and dim light penetrated into the house.

Jiang Linchuan stood up, his body stiff from sitting for too long, and pushed open the door.

He raised his head and glanced at the sky, the fire was burning and the clouds were connected together, and the red was alluring, as if he was about to shed blood at any time.

He walked in front, and Mei Jiu followed behind.

His footsteps were messy, deep and shallow, but Mei Jiu fell on the floor like a feather, without making any sound.

Without saying a word, the two walked around all the places with traces of Jiang Xiangyi.

It's been ten years since Jiang Xiangyi left. Time has passed, and the Jiang family has too few traces of her.

But Jiang Linchuan always remembered.

He remembered that his elder sister had watered this pot of peonies, that his elder sister had read poems to him with this volume of books, that the two siblings had climbed this ancient tree together, and that the swings hanging from the branches of the ancient tree were made by his father Jiang Yan. The two siblings went up and down on the swing.

My sister shouted happily: "I'm going to fly."

Jiang Linchuan, who was still a glutinous rice dumpling, promised in her arms: "Sister, Chuan'er has spiritual roots, and Chuan'er will take you to fly in the sky in the future."

……

Jiang Linchuan stopped and looked at the ancient tree from the corridor.

The roots of the ancient trees are intertwined and deeply rooted in the soil. The huge tree crown spreads out, the branches and leaves are luxuriant, and a shade falls. A swing hangs quietly under the branches, occasionally swaying slightly with the strong wind.

Jiang Yan's craftsmanship in making swings is not very good. The swing is very simple. It is made of wood, chains, and ribbons. The silk, so after all these years, the swing is intact.

It seemed that there were still two children playing on the swing, while the handsome man was standing under the old tree, staring at it all the time, for fear that his child would fall.

"It's been many years..."

Jiang Linchuan's voice was faint.

As he opened his mouth, the child with glutinous rice dumplings, the cheerful and bright girl, the handsome and tall man... all disappeared.

Only the swing is still in place.

Alone, it can only be paired with Moon Shadow.

Jiang Linchuan dug out several jars of very strong wine from the wine cellar, carried the jars and sat on a boulder under an old tree, and drank from the jars with his head raised.

The mellow aroma of wine instantly filled the courtyard, and the running water that was too late to swallow flowed down the throat and into the skirt of the clothes.

The smell of wine was getting stronger and stronger. Jiang Linchuan put several empty wine jars on the stones, but he was still not satisfied.

Mei Jiu stood not far away, carefully moving forward, trying to get close to him without alarming Jiang Ling.

The wine jar fell to the ground and rolled a few times on the green grass. Jiang Linchuan swayed and almost rolled off the boulder, and finally supported his body with his hands.

"Xiao Jiu, come here."

After drinking too much wine, his voice was a little hoarse from the hot wine, but it was a little more attractive because of the drunkenness between his eyebrows and eyes.

"elder brother……"

Jiang Linchuan wiped the corners of his lips with his sleeve, and stretched out his hand towards Mei Jiu: "Come here, accompany me."

The slender and white fingers were stained with wine, and the usually dark and deep eyes were covered with mist, as if they were covered with stars and flowers.

"En." Mei Jiu nodded vigorously.

Then he trotted to Jiang Linchuan and held Jiang Linchuan's fingers very carefully, but he pulled him onto the stone and sat side by side.

Holding the cold stone with both hands, Jiang Linchuan looked up and saw the sparse moonlight among the leaves.

"When I was a child, I thought this spiritual fruit tree was very big. It was so big that it could block out the sun. Now it doesn't look that big."

Jiang Linchuan's voice was flabbergasted: "It seems that things from childhood will be turned upside down, and nothing will stay."

"Little Jiu...Little Jiu...Little Jiu..."

"I miss my father."

"I miss my mother too."

"I miss my sister more..."

The last two words, as if something stuck in the throat, made everyone who heard it feel uncomfortable.

It always feels like the speaker is about to cry.

When Mei Jiu was still Shi Zhongjian, he heard Jiang Linchuan tell him in such a tone that at that time, he couldn't do anything. Now that he can meet his brother, he is still at a loss.

After thinking for a long time, Mei Jiu stretched out her hand slowly, imitating Jiang Linchuan in the past, and touched his forehead.

Jiang Linchuan's long hair was a little messy, probably because he drank too much alcohol, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Mei Jiu gently rubbed his forehead, the hair on his forehead was messy, covering Jiang Linchuan's eyes, Xiao Jiu hurriedly brushed it away, carefully pinning it behind his ears.

Jiang Linchuan was stunned.

A white and tender finger lightly touched the center of his brow, Mei Jiu leaned forward and showed him a smile - the smile he had when he saw Mei Jiu for the first time.

Gentle and quiet and young and shy.

Jiang Linchuan raised his hands to cover his face, and slowly straightened up.

"My sister's death was definitely not an accident..."

"Ah."

"Xiao Jiu, I'm sorry..."

"..."

Jiang Linchuan hugged the young man's slender body, and the aroma of wine enveloped the young man, making people intoxicated and confused.

Resting his head on Mei Jiu's shoulder, Jiang Linchuan's hair spread out from his back, pouring onto the robes of the two of them, and said intermittently, "I'm sorry..."

"I can't turn back..."

"Sorry……"

Her shoulders were warm, and Mei Jiu suddenly realized that her brother was crying.

"It's okay." Mei Jiu replied in Jiang Linchuan's ear, "It's okay."

He said long ago: I will be with you.

Always……