Chapter 553

"Gone?"

Murong's house, in the deep courtyard, Mrs. Murong, or the weaving mother, sitting on the stone bench knitting clothes, said slowly.

However, her sight remained on the silk weaving in her hand, and her actions did not stop at all. She was still slow and leisurely.

"Let's go."

A breeze blew. On the stone bench in front of her, there was a plump woman. She raised her glass and put it down slowly.

Look at the sky.

The plump woman's eyes were slightly distracted, as if she was missing something

"He's only gone for half an hour, and you're beginning to miss him?" Mrs. Murong, who saw through the thought of dancing, slowly opened her mouth and sighed, "you have been with him for more than half a year and spent those three days."

Finally, she raised her head and stopped weaving clothes. Mrs. Murong looked at Wu Su Su, and more accurately at Wu Su's legs: "is it all right for you to walk now?"

"No problem!" Wu Su's cheeks were slightly red. Although there was a little shame in her tone, she was as lovely as a little daughter.

Murong people shook their eyes and began to weave clothes:

"I don't understand you either. You obviously like him so much, want to marry him, and even gave yourself to him, but you finally took out his memory. Why?"

"I can't be with him now."

Wu Su lowered her eyes slightly.

"Can't or dare not?"

Mrs. Murong replied, just like the chat between ordinary women and newly married wives in the village.

"You are afraid that after you are with Mr. Jiang, you will immerse yourself in his gentle hometown and forget your oath and your mother's wish.

Or are you afraid that he will be embarrassed by the Confucian school palace, because you are one of the twelve kings of the demon family in the world. If the Confucian school palace in Haoran knows this, are you afraid that he will be forced to make a choice?

Or do you know that one day you will meet in those two battlefields in the world? It's better to restrain yourself now than how hurt you are at that time?

If you really think so, you shouldn't let your Dan medical hall make purple magic liquid, and you shouldn't let him... "

"Why not?"

Before Mrs. Murong finished, Wu Su interrupted.

The voice stopped suddenly. When Mrs. Murong raised her head, it was her shaking eyes.

She was cold, smiling, and angry.

But Mrs. Murong had never seen the girl in front of her look like this.

Like a wronged girl, she felt a little remorse for doing something wrong because of her impulse.

It is also like a stubborn girl who wants to pursue the love in her heart and take a step forward.

It is more like a female emperor who takes on everything, revealing a little softness behind her strength.

"I know I can't be with you! But I just don't want to let go of the childe! "

Now she is a stubborn girl who doesn't admit defeat. She bites her lips tightly.

"Ginger fish mud can be spoiled and taken care of by the childe. Bai Jiuyi and the childe are married. Lin Qingwan can also be with the childe all his life. I know I can't do it, but! I don't want to let you go! "

With that, Wu Su drew a touch of golden silk thread from her arms.

"You..."

Seeing this thread, Mrs. Murong naturally knew what it was.

This is Jiang Lin's memory of those three days.

She made the glass of wine Jiang Lin drank.

She thought that the silly girl would destroy Jiang Lin's memory of those three days and cut off the cause and effect.

But unexpectedly, she still kept it.

"I know it's hateful to do this, but I just want to keep it. At least, I once owned the childe!

Moreover, if you really go to Haoran world and completely forget me, I will give it to you as a gift on your wedding night!

Hum! I'd like to see if the wedding of those coquettish foxes can be completed. "

Wu Su's tone was firm. Mrs. Murong felt that the woman in front of her said so, so she would do it!

You may even send it to Mr. Jiang in person!

"Dance Su Su, you are a devil."

With a slight sigh, Mrs. Murong said slowly.

Wu Su didn't think so. Even the bright smile was a little proud and happy. The bright moonlight fell on her beautiful face: "I'm not a good man ~ ~ ~"

“......”

"Well, well, I didn't come to you to tell you this." Looking at Mrs. Murong, Wu Su's eyes narrowed slightly, "in fact, you knew your daughter was born with a sword bone?"

"Know, so what?"

"You don't want your daughter to practice, so why promise your daughter to be a childe's Apprentice?"

"Ordinary people can spend their life safely. Being a monk and earning a living is not necessarily a good thing.

However, this is the little girl's choice. The little girl wants to stand next to young master Jiang one day and look at the scenery of the world side by side with young master Jiang.

Since it's qin'er's choice, I won't force it. "

At this point, Mrs. Murong looked at Jiang Lin with a smile.

"You should seldom hear qin'er call childe 'master'? Do you know why? "

Without waiting for Wu Su Su's answer, Mrs. Murong said directly.

"Because qin'er and I once said that the Haoran world is different from the demon family world. In the Haoran world, it is difficult for master to be with his disciples because it does not conform to the etiquette.

After that, qin'er thought alone for a long time. Finally, qin'er should not have called the childe 'master'. "

"Are you telling me this to make me nervous? Or does it give me a sense of crisis? "

"Are they all?"

"Cut! Just a yellow haired girl. " Dance Su Su stood up and turned to leave. The skirt in the wind was light, like the silk in the air.

"I want your daughter to go to miaoshui palace to experience. If you agree, tell your daughter.

The childe doesn't know about this. If the childe punishes me, I'm willing to bear it. But since she wants to stand beside the childe, what she needs to see is not only the childe's gentleness, but also the ugliness of the world. "

Wu Su's figure disappeared in the courtyard, and the sound came from a distance and slowly disappeared.

"Indeed, it's just a girl."

Mrs. Murong shook her head as she listened to the little words of Wu Su Su with a little unhappiness and even anger.

Obviously, his chest is so big that he can't even eat a child's vinegar.

People who are hundreds of years old said.

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[it's late these days. Let's see if we can update it earlier]