Forty-Two: Liu She

Feng Jin thought this scene was very interesting, but when it fell into Jiang Pengji's ears, she heard other information.

Liu Lanting's mother, that person's background may be more interesting than she imagined.

It's not just Jiang Pengji who thinks this way, but also many viewers on the bullet screen have their brains open, and their guesses are even more wild.

[Mrs. Da Zhuangzhu]: Anchor, do you think your mother is a time-traveling woman who knows history and Mr. Yuan Jing will become famous in the world in the future, so she made an investment in advance? How can the icing on the cake be better than giving charcoal in the snow?

[Lawless]: I feel like this is quite speculative, but if it were me, I would definitely have met Mr. Yuan Jing directly...

[Daydreaming]: Can you stop being so filthy? From the introduction just now, Mr. Yuan Jing is in his twenties, and the anchor's mother is only six or seven years old, right?

[Dining in the cafeteria] Auntie: Hahaha, don’t you think the combination of the cute loli and the uncle is very cute?

Jiang Pengji glanced at it, and felt compelled to feel sympathy for Liu She, Liu Lanting's father.

Feng Jin turned to Jiang Pengji, "I don't know what Lan Ting means?"

She tactfully said, "I'll discuss this matter with my father when he returns. I can't make the decision yet."

When she said that, Feng Jin didn't force it. It was just a suggestion. Whether the other party wanted to go or not was beyond his control.

[Poop Shovel Officer]: Anchor, will you go?

Jiang Pengji frowned and took a sip of tea, an unspeakable taste spread in her mouth, she took a small sip and put down the teacup.

[Anchor V]: Go, why not go? The southern barbarians in the northern border are staring at each other. Dongqing will not be peaceful for long, so I have to make preparations as soon as possible.

Although none of the audience knew what this meant, but judging from Jiang Pengji's usual style, it was definitely not a trivial matter.

On Hejian County Official Road, a simple carriage passed quickly.

"Master, after passing the official road, you will arrive in Hejian County. According to this speed, you will be home in two hours."

In the carriage, the elegant man with light clothes and simple clothes heard this, and couldn't help but lift the curtain to look out, the cold wind blowing his hair.

This person's eyes are like stars, his eyebrows are like knives, and his appearance is not ordinary, but his face is abnormally pale, his cheeks are slightly flushed, and his eyes are even darker. He is wearing a blue dress. He looked extremely thin, as if a gust of wind could blow people away.

He was pinching an urgent letter in his hand, his fingers were unnaturally hard, and they were so white that they turned purple, which showed the anxiety in the master's heart.

When he received an urgent letter from home yesterday, he opened it and was almost so frightened that he couldn't lift it up, he almost fainted.

Later, when he stabilized, he simply let the escorts carry most of their belongings and walked slowly. He took the official road with the housekeeper lightly and hurriedly along the way, abruptly compressing the five-day itinerary into one day and one night.

"I don't know if Lanting is safe now... If something happens to her, how should I explain to Amin... Cough cough cough..."

Liu She lowered the curtain, her face was flushed, and she coughed again.

This housekeeper used to be a book boy next to Liu She, and later became a housekeeper, and knew Liu She's affairs very well.

He comforted in a low voice, "Erlang Junji has his own aura, and he can turn danger into good luck when he is in danger."

Liu She lowered her head noncommittally and glanced at the family letter that had been squeezed into a ball in her hand. The moment of panic when she saw the news made him feel as if he was on the verge of death.

He really couldn't imagine, if Lian Lanting really died, would he go with his daughter because of this.

Hurrying all the way, Liu She returned to the "home" she hadn't set foot in a few years with all the dust. Fortunately, the concierge was still an old man and recognized him. The poor and poor were kicked out.

As soon as Liu She came back, she immediately went to step-wife's room, and the strong smell of medicine in the room made him frowned.

To stop the step-wife from wanting to stand up and salute,

"If you're not feeling well, you don't have to get up, just lie down and talk."

"Brother-in-law, don't you come back in a few days?" The step-wife didn't comply, but got up slowly, leaned on the bed, and found a comfortable position. She still called Liu She when she was in her boudoir. "But for Lanting?"

Liu She said, "As soon as I received the letter from home, I hurried back. Those bandits are really daring...how is Lanting now..."

The step-wife shook her head, with a faint smile on her sickly pale face.

She comforted Liu She and said, "Brother-in-law is usually so sensible and careful, why is he in such a mess when he arrives at Lanting? Did you see any traces of funerals on your way back? My son Lanting is naturally fine, her The master is seriously ill and asked for leave, but studies cannot be delayed, so I went to ethnology this morning, counting the time, there should be half an hour before school ends."

Liu She thought about it, it was really like this, except that the Liu Mansion was a little deserted, but there were no white banners.

It's just that if he cared about it, he was in chaos and didn't find out.

Otherwise, according to Lan Ting's identity, if she disappeared, wouldn't the entire Liu Mansion cry loudly?

"I was careless."

Liu She's frown was finally loosened, and her whole body seemed to let go of some huge burden, and finally there was a smile on the corner of her lips.

Mrs. Ji said worriedly, "However, Lanting is really dangerous this time. If she comes back from school, brother-in-law should teach her well. A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. Although he has quick wit and courage, if One mistake, it will be forever... Sister Quanxia knows, how can I feel at ease?"

Liu She hurriedly asked, and then his wife recounted the process described by Jiang Pengji before, and the former's eyes became brighter the more he listened.

"When Lan Ting comes back, I'll talk to her."

Liu She's words were accompanied by a very obvious faint smile, and even the corners of her lips that had been pursed all year round were raised a few degrees, making her whole face appear vivid.

If it was said that he was born as rigid as a wax figure before, now he is injected with a burst of vitality and becomes lively and bright.

The following wife watched Liu She's changes before and after, and secretly clenched her hands under her sleeves, suppressing the sharp pain in her chest.

She looked him up and down, and said with a smile, "Brother-in-law traveled fast all the way, covered in dust and dust, just going to see Lanting like this?"

Liu She let go of the most tense thing in her heart, and only then can she take care of herself.

Seeing that he was nervous, the step-wife couldn't help covering her lips with an embroidered handkerchief and teasingly, "Before Lan Ting returns, you should go and wash up, so as not to lose your bearing in front of her. Lan Ting often heard that her father was What kind of scenery is Jiyue, Yuanting and Yuezhi, and you can attract all the noble girls to throw fruits and cars... If you come back and see you like this..."

Ideal is full, the reality is very skinny.

Liu She has never been able to resist his sister-in-law's sharp mouth, so she couldn't help but smiled wryly, "You're so sick, you can't afford to be raised, and you still have the strength to make your brother-in-law happy? Take care of your illness, I'll go back to the main courtyard to freshen up first. Do it, lest Lan Ting will be really disappointed when he sees it."

Looking at the back of Liu She leaving, until he could no longer see the corner of his clothes, the step-wife slowly loosened her clenched fist.

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