Xue Wan fell in love with it all of a sudden. He spat out his tongue at Xue Hong and said, "brother, it's a good place to clean up. Is it a place for you to cultivate your self-cultivation?"
"Guess what." Xue Hong didn't answer. He strode to pianting hall. He heard the music of the musical instrument from a distance.
Xue Wan on one side obviously heard it too. She stared at Xue Hong curiously, as if to make a hole in his face.
Is it hard for brother Cheng to follow the bad habits of those rich children and raise singers and zither players in the mansion.
Xue Wan can be said to have grown up listening to Mr. Dongfang's piano music. She has reached a very high level of listening to the music, and can easily understand the players' mood.
Playing the piano is clearly a woman with complicated mind. You can see that the sound of the piano is unpredictable. For a while, it is like the tinkling of a clear spring on a high mountain, and for a while, it is like the air of a silver dragon.
The music is sometimes intense, sometimes lingering, sometimes gentle. You can guess the various thoughts of the player at the moment.
The last few melodies, with the smell of birds and flowers, make people feel as if they are on the green grassland, facing the breeze and sunset, looking at the distance, which seems to be a good message for the future.
What kind of woman is she with such exquisite mind that her brother can hide her here.
Xue Wan rushes in curiously, just as the music stops, the beauty of Congzhi pulls the last string as the ending, and looks up to see a pretty figure blocking her.
Four eyes opposite, two people's eyes are showing shock and joy.
At this moment, all the scenery around was still, only two hearts beating violently, tightly connected.
After a while, Xue Wan made a happy sound and said: "Pang Ling, how can you be here? Aren't you dead?"
With that, she looked at the sun outside again. Yes, it's broad daylight. There is her shadow on the ground, not a ghost.
Seeing her startled appearance, Pang Ling felt very warm. She reached for her nose and said with a smile, "I'm not dead. Your brother helped me and settled me here."
Xue Hong stood outside the door and didn't come in. He knew that the two men must have a lot to say. He laughed quietly and told Xiang'er to stay here and take care of them.
Xianger brings tea, snacks and fruit.
As soon as Xue Wan saw her, she said, "Xiang'er, why are you here?"
This is the only servant girl beside my brother?
Xiang'er replied with a smile: "little master, I have been here for seven days. The young master arranged for me to take care of Miss Pang."
"I see." Xue Wan was intelligent, and soon thought of the mystery: "Oh, so you collude with my brother. In order to show the mother and daughter the prototype, you pretend to be a ghost?"
Pang Ling sipped the tea and looked at her with a smile: "yes, it's not right either."
"Why?" Xue Wan blinked curiously, waiting to listen to her.
Pang Ling knows her temperament. If she doesn't tell her the whole story, she can't sleep at night.
When I was about to explain the matter simply: "I used Pang Lan's eagerness to marry the prince to force them to take risks and take this step.
As soon as I die, I will attract the attention of the whole Pang mansion. In addition, my brother keeps pretending to be a ghost in the mansion, which forces this guilty woman out.
After my mother died for so many years, I couldn't find any evidence. I had to force her to admit it. With the evidence of her murder, she can't escape. "
Pang Ling was at the scene last night and witnessed the scene that the villain was rewarded with evil. It's so exciting.
On the third watch, she left, not knowing what was going on.
Xue Wan told her: "Pang Ling, third aunt, she killed herself by biting her tongue. This woman is really persistent about Mrs. Pang's position. She just wants to die in the name of Mrs. Pang without waiting for Mr. Pang's resignation.
But she has been punished. Pang LAN has also been sent to the temple and become a monk. The mother and daughter deserve what they deserve. If your mother knows about it underground, she will die in peace. "
Such an outcome is what Pang Ling wants.
Everything went well, and Xue Hong was the greatest contributor.
She said with a relieved smile: "yes, my mother's death has always been a thorn in my heart. Now I can put it down. Thanks to your brother for all this. He thought of feigning death."
Maybe Pang Ling hasn't noticed this. When she talks about Xue Hong, her cheeks are scarlet and her eyes are full of spring water. She becomes bright, beautiful and lively.
Xue Wan covered her mouth and giggled. She could see that Pang lingai could not extricate herself?
Xue Hong's love is introverted and deep. Except for those who are familiar with him, ordinary people can't peep out.
"Yes, my brother is extremely smart. These inner house struggles are just a piece of cake for him."
With that, Xue Wan looked at her with a smile and asked cunningly, "how are you going to repay your brother for helping you so much?"
"Ah... This..." Pang Ling's face was red, and he didn't think of this problem for a while.
Xue Wan burst out laughing. Her black eyes seemed to penetrate people's hearts. She grinned and pinched her face as familiar as an apple and said, "why don't you agree with me? I just want a sister-in-law."
Pang Ling's face turned even more red after hearing this sentence. She held the silk handkerchief in her hands and was very nervous.
Xue Wan really dares to say anything.
She was angry: "Wan'er, if you tease me again, I will ignore you."
"Then you just pay attention to my brother." Seeing that someone was coming again, Xue Wan left this sentence with a smile, and quickly slipped away.
Looking up, I saw Xue Hong come in. I don't know how much he just heard. Pang Ling's face was very urgent. But in Xue Hong's eyes, she had a delicate look on her eyebrows, which made her more bright and moving.
"Wan'er, the girl, is always open-minded. Don't worry about it." Xue Hong's words seemed like a clear spring flowing into her body, which made her heart clear.
"Wan'er, she's very nice to me." She said, biting her lips.
Xue Hong laughed and quickly walked over and picked her up.
He sat in the chair and let her sit on his lap. He liked the intimacy.
Pang Ling twisted his body uneasily. Then he heard his low voice, with a hint of hoarseness: "don't move, let me hold you. Don't worry, Xue Wan has long gone away."
Pang Ling dropped her eyes, and when she met his burning eyes, she saw his magnetic voice twining like silk thread: "yes, Wan'er is always very attractive, but I don't know how to be very close to you. She thought you were dead, but she was sad for a long time. Her eyes were as swollen as walnuts. As soon as she came back to Xue's house, she said she would burn paper money for you. "