Married Thrice to Salted Fish

Lin Qingyu didn't react for a while.Lu Wancheng today?

Based on Lu Wancheng's birth date, he has already passed eighteen, and is close to the age of weak crown.This is not Lu Wancheng, it can only be - him.

It's just a birthday, and it's not ten years old, even Lin Qingyu doesn't care about his own birthday, so there is no need to wake people up at midnight.If it was in the past, he would probably drive people back to the lower berth, turn around and continue to sleep.But Lu Wancheng's eyes were so clear and bright, as if he had been looking forward to it for a long time, just to share a little secret with him that no one knew at this moment.

Lin Qingyu sat up, tucked his long, messy sleeping hair behind his shoulders, and stepped out of bed on the steps.In the dark, you can't see that your clothes are on the ground when you roll down the steps. If you are not careful, you will easily step on the air.Lin Qingyu really couldn't figure out why he accepted this bunk bed that was so far away from the world.

"Be careful."

A hand stretched out, as thin and fragile as a broken cold jade.Lin Qingyu also stretched out his hand, but he didn't dare to use his strength. He just placed his hand gently on Lu Wancheng's palm.

Lu Wancheng's cold limbs are an old problem.Lin Qingyu doesn't have a strong physique, but his hands are still much warmer than his.Lu Wancheng felt the warmth and softness of his palm, and before he could react, Lin Qingyu had landed safely and let go of his hand.

Is this holding hands?Pulled, but not fully pulled?

Lu Wancheng coughed twice, feeling exhausted, had to sit back on the bed, and said with a smile: "I don't want to wake you up either. But it's very important to me, I...I want to share this moment with you."

Lin Qingyu lit the candlestick with a torch and asked, "What's important?"

"In my hometown, boys can do many things once they pass, and girls can do the same."

"for example?"

"For example, you can play games until late at night, you can stay outside by yourself, and it's okay..." Lu Wancheng paused, and his eyes lingered on Lin Qingyu's lips for a moment, as if a little shy, "I have been in the Looking forward to this day, I have been counting the days in my heart since I got here.”

Regarding Lu Wancheng's true identity, the two have always been tacit.If Lu Wancheng didn't mention it, he would never take the initiative to ask.But he was able to piece together another person's appearance from Lu Wancheng's occasional words.

He didn't know how the boy became Lu Wancheng.He didn't want to believe in ghosts and spirits, but he believed in his own feelings.

That was probably a young man who was in good health, didn't get enough sleep all day, was smart and lazy.He certainly wouldn't work hard in the school: Mr. gave lectures on the stage, and he slept soundly off the stage, but he still won the first place in every assessment.His appearance should be very good, and he has captured the hearts of many classmates inadvertently, and he will share with his friends any snacks he receives from his admirers.It's a pity that he is too lazy to respond to other people's favor, so that he has never even held the girl's hand.

And today is the boy's birthday.

"So, in your hometown, celebrating your birthday is more important than our [-]th birthday."

"Yes. I was just over 17 years old when I came here. I thought I wouldn't live, but I didn't expect it to be delayed until now."

Lin Qingyu asked knowingly, "It's not easy for you to survive, and I don't know whose credit it is."

"Of course it's thanks to Dr. Lin." Lu Wancheng was too weak to speak loudly, only with a smile in his breath, "Qingyu, I'm really happy that I can live. So no matter what What happened originally, instead of poisoning me to death, Dr. Lin, who gave me half a year more time, has always been a beautiful and kind-hearted protagonist in my eyes from the beginning to the end."

"Protagonist" is another unfamiliar word to Lin Qingyu.I don't know if the candlelight tonight is too clear and gentle, Lin Qingyu didn't want to guess any more, and asked directly: "What does 'protagonist' mean?"

Lu Wancheng looked at him and said, "The so-called 'protagonist' means that no matter how many swords, lights, swords, bloody storms, even the moment when he crawls out of the mud, he will always be the most dazzling one."

Lin Qingyu smiled slightly.He sat down next to Lu Wancheng, with a relaxed posture, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, the coldness around him dissipated, Ruyu's side face was so beautiful under the flickering candlelight that it made people's hearts sway.With just one glance, Lu Wancheng quickly looked away, not daring to look any further.

The two sat side by side on the edge of the lower bunk, shoulder to shoulder.Lu Wancheng wanted to say something more, but was inexplicably speechless, his Adam's apple rolled and rolled, and he couldn't hold back a word, only the half-dead thing in his chest was jumping violently.

Lin Qingyu didn't notice his strangeness, and asked: "In your hometown, are there any customs for celebrating birthdays?"

Lu Wancheng thought for a while and said, "Eat longevity noodles?"

Lin Qingyu said: "I'll ask someone to do it for you."

Relying on celebrating his birthday, Lu Wancheng made an inch of it: "Why didn't you help me do it yourself?"

Lin Qingyu paused and said, "I'm not very good at it."

Lu Wancheng just smiled and rolled his eyes: "Then do what you know how to do."

Although Lin Qingyu was not born in a wealthy family, he is also a decent young master. He was served by someone since he was a child, so he was naturally not good at cooking.As far as what he's good at, it's...

Lin Qingyu stood up: "Undress."

Lu Wancheng was taken aback for a moment, thinking he had misheard: "What?"

"I'll give you two needles so that you can sleep more peacefully tonight."

Lu Wancheng's smile froze on his face, he raised his hand and scratched his eyelids with his fingertips: "...Thank you."

On Lu Wancheng's birthday, Lin Qingyu gave him a good night's sleep.

Winter is coming soon, Hualu folded the spring and autumn clothes one by one, put them in the closet, and changed out the thick winter clothes.Last year's old winter clothes were all put in the box, and Hualu spent a lot of time tidying them up. In the depths of the wooden box, she accidentally found a special set of gorgeous brocade clothes—red as fire, golden and cumbersome, with hems dragging the floor. Lin Qingyu's wedding dress when she married into the Hou's Mansion.Put together with the wedding clothes are the wedding crown and the wedding handkerchief that he had worn that day.

Unmarried girls always yearn for wedding dresses, Hualu hangs up the wedding dress and exclaims: "Young master, young gentleman, look what I found."

Lu Wancheng looked over, but didn't understand: "What is this?"

"This is the wedding dress that Shaojun wore when he got married, don't you remember?"

Lu Wancheng sat up straight, looked at it for a long time, and said, "It seems so."

Lin Qingyu said indifferently: "What are you going to do with this?"

Hua Lu smiled and said, "Young Master usually wears plain plain clothes, and the one you wear the most is white clothes. I have never seen you in bright colors."

Huantong interjected: "Did you not see the day when the young master and the young master got married?"

"At that time, Young Master was wearing a hijab to cover his face. It didn't count if he didn't see his face." Hua Lu looked at the thoughtful Lu Wancheng, and joked playfully, "Young Master, when you lifted the hijab and saw The young master in the wedding dress, is he astonished as a heavenly being?"

Lu Wancheng was heartbroken: "...I forgot."

He only remembered that he saw a classical beauty after waking up, and then he was too busy to be shocked, he didn't engrave the beauty of the beauty in his heart, and later fell asleep because he was too sleepy.Looking back now, he only remembers that it looks good, but he really doesn't have any impression of it.

Hua Lu stared straight at her eyes: "It only happens once in this lifetime, how can you forget it?"

"It's nothing to be surprised about." Lin Qingyu added a few pieces of charcoal to the charcoal basin in front of Lu Wancheng, "I don't remember the appearance of the young master wearing a wedding dress either."

On the wedding night, all he thought about was how to poison Lu Wancheng so that he would die earlier, so how could he have the leisure to watch some happy clothes.

Lu Wancheng pushed the wheelchair to the front of the unfolded wedding dress, stretched out his hand to touch the golden thread on his head, and said, "Tell me, Qing Yu, how much money do you need before you can wear it again for me to see."

Lin Qingyu didn't raise her head: "You want to wear it so much, why don't you wear it yourself."

"I'll wear it, we can wear it together." Seeing that Lin Qingyu was unmoved, Lu Wancheng said cheekily, "Please, Doctor Lin."

"Bow your head and beg for help for such a trivial matter? Can you have some backbone."

Lu Wancheng said in a low voice: "Because I really want to watch it." Watching it again, he will definitely remember it to death.

Lin Qingyu hadn't responded yet, and his servants came in to send a message, saying that Aunt Pan asked Shaojun to go to the front hall to discuss matters.

Early this morning, Lu Niantao went to the palace in a carriage.This time, Liang Shi did not accompany her.

The candidates for the crown prince and side concubine have not yet been determined.The queen invited all the noble ladies to the palace, saying it was to enjoy the flowers, but everyone knew that it was a blind date for the prince.As soon as the flower viewing party is over, the position of the crown prince and side concubine should be decided.

Although Nan'an Hou deliberately kept a distance from the prince, he also took a positive attitude towards his daughter's selection.The election of the concubine was aboveboard, and the Holy Majesty also nodded.After all, the prince is a prince, and sooner or later he will rule the world.The Marquis of Nan'an has a daughter by his side, so he will have a backer in the future.

"According to the nanny in the second lady's yard, the second lady is dressed very plainly today. She used to prefer delicate pink, but when she entered the palace, she was dressed in plain white, and she didn't wear too many hair ornaments on her head." Mrs. Pan Said, "Compared with other noble girls, I'm afraid they are more than elegant, but not rich enough."

Lin Qingyu sneered: "Don't worry, the prince might be fine with this."

Pan tentatively said: "I also heard that her makeup for entering the palace is a little strange. She has a beauty mole under her left eye, just... just like yours, Shaojun."

Lin Qingyu didn't have any special reaction when she heard the words, and said with a cold expression: "This is the path she chose herself, no one forced her, and no one tempted her. If anything happens in the future, it will be her own fault, and it has nothing to do with others."

Pan's downcast eyes echoed: "This is natural."

Seeing that Mrs. Pan had no intention of resigning, Lin Qingyu asked, "Auntie, is there anything else?"

Mrs. Pan hesitated for a moment, and said: "I remember Shao Jun said, I'm afraid Young Master... won't make it to the end of the year."

Lin Qingyu was slightly taken aback, and said, "Indeed."

"It's already October," Pan's face showed annoyance, "Shouldn't it be time to start preparing for the funeral of the young master?"

Lin Qingyu was silent for a while, and said, "I will handle this matter myself."