Holy Maiden, please be in peace

Chapter 270 Written to a Girl named Wangxing

"Actually, younger sister Wang Xing is not Mr. Lin's cousin." Mrs. Wang said with a smile.

"Oh? How do you say that?" Qi Yu was a little surprised, "Could it be that Mrs. Wang knows that genius whose pen name is 'Zhen Dishuai'?"

"Yes."

Madam Wang nodded.

Although Mrs. Wang also felt that it was inappropriate to expose Lin Xun's name like this.

However, the release of Luohu's singing and the final lyrics and music requires the permission of Master Qi.

If I don't tell Mr. Qi about Mr. Lin's real name, then this poem will end up being "Given by Zhen Dishuai to Miss Wangxing".

But Mrs. Wang wanted to change the word into "Lin Pei bestows on Miss Wang Xing".

The two clearly agree with each other, but they are crushing each other. Mrs. Wang wants to give Xing a chance, even if it is only one step.

At the same time, Sikong Wangxing walked towards Luohu with Nongqin and Zhuling.

Seeing that the old man didn't catch up again, Sikong Wangxing also breathed a sigh of relief.

But Zhuling was very curious.

That big villain is often seen. Could it be that he went to Shiyuan to compose lyrics?
But why is Sister Wangxing in Shiyuan?

And why did Sister Wangxing become the cousin of that villain?

And what did the big villain do?
And more!Could it be that the big villain is not only accompanying himself, but also Sister Wang Xing and Sister Qing'er?
No way?How can this be separated?How does he manage his time?

One big doubt after another has arisen in Zhuling's heart, she is very curious.

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Just when Zhu Ling couldn't hold back anymore and wanted to ask Sister Wang Xing what was going on, Jiang Nongqin gently took Zhu Ling's little hand and shook her head at Zhu Ling.

At this time, Zhuling realized that sister Wangxing was walking on the street as if she had lost her soul.

Sister Wangxing seems to be thinking about something, more like being immersed in something.

He looked preoccupied.

Zhuling slowly closed her little cherry mouth, not bothering Sister Wangxing.

It wasn't until Wangxing almost hit a lantern post on the street that Jiang Nongqin gently pulled Wangxing's wrist.

"Sister Wang Xing, if you go any further, you will hit a pillar." Nongqin said with a smile.

"I'm sorry"

Wang Xing's cheeks were slightly red, and his affectionate appearance was as pure and lovely as a narcissus, but it was also as charming as a rose, making it easy for people to want to hug the girl in front of them tightly.

"Actually, in Shiyuan, I...I."

Wang Xing wanted to explain, wanted to cover up for Brother Lin, but he hesitated to speak because he didn't know where to start.

"It's okay, sister Wang Xing doesn't need to explain anything." Jiang Nongqin shook his head, "Sister Wang Xing, the time is almost up, let's go put the ice lantern."

"Yeah, let's put the ice lantern on!" Zhuling jumped on her little feet to express her approval.

"Okay then, let's set up the ice lantern." Wang Xing suppressed his thoughts, and smiled.

Raise your head, look at the stars and look at the sky full of stars that reflect each other with the lights of thousands of families.

Brother Lin's pseudonym for himself tonight will surely spread the word.

But Brother Lin uses anonymity, no one will know who Brother Lin is, and Mrs. Wang will not say much.

As for the "watching star" in the title.

Mrs. Wang said the word "Wangxing" as a gift to herself.

However, did Brother Lin express his feelings while looking at the starry sky, or did he really give it to himself?
"Is it because Sister Qing'er doesn't allow Mr. Lin to marry his concubine, or is it because Sister Wangxing refuses to really tell Mr. Lin what's on her mind?"

In the girl's ears, the words that Mrs. Wang said at that time echoed again.

The girl lowered her eyes slightly, Qian's hand subconsciously pressed her heart, and in the girl's arms were his handwritten poems.

Carrying a carving knife, winter lanterns, and various gadgets for decorating winter lanterns, Lin Xun rushed to Luohu Lake.

In order for the city's tourists and common people to better release the ice lanterns, the Luo City government has monks responsible for lighting the ice lanterns with spiritual power along the entire Luo River and even in many specific streets.

However, the lakeside of Luohu Lake is the best location, so there are many people who come to Luohu Lake to put ice lanterns.

That is to say, fortunately, the lakeside of Luohu Lake is very large, and there are still many police officers to maintain order. Everyone needs permission from the policemen to enter Luohu Lake.

Otherwise, it would be difficult for Luohu to turn around, let alone set off the ice lantern.

The Los Angeles police quickly saw that it was Lin Xun, so they naturally let Lin Xun in.

"If the husband doesn't come again, the concubine will go to find the husband."

On a small hill by the lake, a girl kneeling on a spring outing cloth smiled when she saw Lin Xun coming.

"There are too many people buying ice lanterns."

Lin Xun breathed a sigh of relief, put down the ice lamp, and stepped on the cloth with his slippers.

Under the square cloth is squeezed white snow, but this square cloth is quite special and has the effect of automatically generating warmth. Lin Xun knew that it was given to his wife by the female city lord of Los Angeles.

"Brother Lin, sister Qing'er."

Not far away, came Yaya's kind voice.

Lin Xun and Jiang Qingshang turned their heads and saw Yaya running over on short legs, followed by a few cute little girls.

And the little girls were followed by a group of people.

In addition to the guards, it was their father and mother, as well as their father's concubines.

"Are you envious?" Jiang Qingshang leaned against Lin Xun, her little hand already reaching Lin Xun's waist.

"I don't envy!" Lin Xun didn't hesitate at all, "It's enough for me to have Qing'er alone! The life of this big dog will only make me fall!"

"Really?" Jiang Qingshang smiled brightly, "That's really a pity. I originally thought that if my husband envied me, it would be okay if I wanted to take a concubine."

Lin Xun: "."

Naturally, Lin Xun would not believe Qing'er, otherwise, Lin Xun felt that his head would have traveled the world on a ship long ago.

The fathers and fathers of Yaya’s girlfriends were all familiar with Lin Xun, and the family came forward to say hello, and then the maid put some thick cushions on the white snow and set up the stove, just like a winter outing, but in fact it was a winter outing.

Lin Xun was bragging with Lao Sun and the others. On the other side, Lao Sun and his family members were chatting with Jiang Qingshang, while the concubines were serving on the side.

And when Lin Xun was talking happily with Lao Sun and the others, suddenly, Lin Xun gave a shock!
Mrs. Sun: "Sister Qing'er, you know, Shiyuan published a poem tonight."

"Words?" Jiang Qingshang questioned.

"Yes." Mrs. Liu half-covered her face with a fan, and smiled lightly, "I heard that the poem is very beautiful. The name of the poem is Xinchuang, and the title is 'Looking at the Star'."

"Watching the stars?"

Mrs. Qin: "I heard that this poem was inspired by the poet looking up at the starry sky."

Mrs. Zhao: "No, no, I heard that it is a talented scholar who wrote to a girl named Wang Xing."

(End of this chapter)