Ranfu is located near the Pingjiang River, covering an area of 17 mu, composed of numerous courtyards.

At this time, the thick nanmu gate was opened, and there were two rows of grey clothes boys and girls, three flowery concubines' rooms, and more than a dozen girls and teenagers of different ages, led by ran Wen and Gao. Ran Yan naturally didn't think that the battle was to meet his legitimate daughter. Even if it was, it was just a play for Xiao Song. So looking at ran Wen's tearful appearance, she felt a little impatient.

"Ah Yan!" Ran Wen took ran Yan's hand and choked, "it can be regarded as coming back. Ah Yan has suffered in the nunnery."

"Lao aye is worried." Ran Yan faintly returned a sentence, quietly took his hand back.

Ran Wen didn't care much about it, so he naturally turned to exchange greetings with Xiao Song, "it's a great honor for ranmou to appreciate the honor of Xiao Langjun!"

"Uncle Ran is really killing me. It happens to be the Mid Autumn Festival when I am alone in Suzhou. Thanks to Uncle ran, it's too late to be grateful." Xiao Song's words are sincere and sincere, from the bottom of his heart, without putting on any official airs at all. However, ran Wen's attitude towards ran Yan was a good one.

Ran Wen was more and more happy. He took Xiao Song and chatted with him. Gao came over and said with a smile, "master, it is true that seventeen niangs have just returned to the house. Xiao Langjun is a guest again. How can you stand at the door and speak?" "Ha ha, look at my temperament. Come on, let's go in and talk." Ran Wen went to the gate, but somehow he did not forget ran Yan. He said to a group of servants, "Seventeen Niang left the house for two years to recuperate, and then went back to the house. There must be a lot of maladjustment. You take good care of it!"

"Yes

The maids and maidservants bowed in unison.

A group of girls whispered and their eyes swept over ran Yan's power fence from time to time. Ran Yan knew that those were her sister and sister, but she only did not see them. Ran's house only allowed her to live for a few days. She had no mind to deal with the interpersonal relationship of Ran's house.

Such an attitude of ignoring becomes arrogant in the eyes of the public, but after all, she is a legitimate daughter and has a strong husband's family to support her. No one dares to criticize her. Their eyes are soon attracted by Xiao Song, who is upright and elegant. Ran Yan takes a glance at them. They look shy and timid and want to talk. I really feel pity for them.

After bypassing the door screen, ran Wen and Xiao Song went to the main hall. Gao personally led ran Yan to the courtyard where she had lived.

"I had the Linshui house cleaned up a month ago, and the furnishings were the same as before, but they were all replaced with new ones." Gao said this with a soft smile, just as before. No matter what he did behind his back, he never spoke coldly on his face.

"Lao Er Niang." Ran Yan's tone was flat and light, and there was not much emotion. However, Gao's heart is not bottom.

Gao's smile does not change, but the rest of her eyes stay on Ge Lan. Her face is somewhat unnatural. She will never forget that this seemingly innocent little girl once forced her into a dead corner and nearly capsized!

However, this is not what it used to be. Gao quickly adjusted his mind and led ran Yan to live in Linshui.

As soon as she stepped into the gate of the courtyard, ran Yan's memory flooded her mind, which made her feel dizzy for a moment, and her body was shaking. The evening green quickly helped her and whispered, "lady, but she's not feeling well?"

Ran Yan simply continued to feel uncomfortable. He took down the power fence and bowed slightly to Gao, saying, "ah Yan suddenly felt a little dizzy. He couldn't greet Er Niang. Please forgive her."

Ran Yan is not very good at camouflage. She can only cover up her real ideas with silence and calm. Therefore, facing such people as Gao, she will feel very difficult, and she has no need to perfunctorily Gao.

As soon as he was asked to leave, Gao turned to explain some scenes with the maid in the yard and left.

Green reeds, White Dew for frost, the so-called Iraqi people, in the water side. This is the origin of the name of linshuiju, which was chosen by Mrs. Zheng. You can imagine what kind of hope she placed in her daughter.

Night green changed her former lively temperament and did not have the excitement and joy of returning to her hometown. Ran Yan gently smiles. It seems that she is not the only one who doesn't like her.

Linshuiju is built on the edge of the pond. There is a waterside pavilion extending into the pond. The lotus flowers in the pond have withered, leaving only the withered lotus leaves hanging on the water surface and the branches and stems of the pavilion.

Ran Yan ordered people to move the Hu bed to the waterside pavilion and sat down to enjoy the remnant lotus painting. Compared with the past too leisure days, ran Yan has begun to learn to enjoy life, and has a pair of eyes to find beauty.

Xing Niang and others put things down and began to clean up the house again.

Evening Green took a cloak to ran Yan, and sat on her side, discontented, "madam, I don't want to hurt your heart, but I'm not happy not to say it."

Ran Yan took the hot tea she held and let the heat rush to her face. "When did you learn to stammer. Say it. "

"Lang Jun, he doesn't really love you at all. Your arm is hanging, and you are obviously hurt. But he didn't ask for half a word. Even Gao asked a hypocritical question or two!" In the evening, the green eyes were red, which showed that he was really angry.Ran Yan sipped the tea and frowned, "don't put orange peel next time."

"You know, the lady doesn't have any idea?" The evening green was very happy to be able to return to the house, but just saw ran Wen's attitude, heart suddenly cold, already expected the future days will not be smooth.

"I'm just a passer-by in Ran's house. What should I care about? After the Mid Autumn Festival, I will go to Chang'an with ten brothers. Your deeds are in my hands. Naturally, they all follow me. " Ran Yan said.

"Really?" Night green eyes bright looking at ran Yan, full of longing for the way, "Chang'an ah! It's said that Chang'an has a lot of Huji. She has blonde hair and blue eyes, and her skin is covered with snow. I haven't seen her before! "

Ran Yan chuckled, "dare you to go to Chang'an just to see the beauty?"

"No, there is no beauty more beautiful than a lady. Maids are fresh." Late green Xi did not know what to do, got up and said, "maid to tell Xing Niang and Ge Lan."

"Then let Golan come." Ran Yan has to ask Ge Lan if she would like to go with her. After all, it is Gelan's wish to avenge the original owner.

Ran Yan sat alone, took out the long flute in his sleeve and put it on his lips to try. She wants to use the flute as a defensive weapon, but if she can't blow it, she will carry it everywhere. Isn't it strange?

The original master is a master of music, ran Yan tossed about for a while, but he was barely able to make a tune. It was just disgusting. Ran Yan Xin sighed: it is true that there is no art cell!

There was a footstep behind him.

Ran Yan took a look at the side of his head. It was Ge Lan who came over with his pen and ink paper.

"Have you heard all about it?" Ran Yan asked. (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to start( qidian.com )Your support is my biggest motivation to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. )

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