Luoyang Brocade

What is more embarrassing than the indifference of the sweetheart?

Is there anything more sad than being forgotten?

Her carefully remembered memories are not worth mentioning for Yan Wang. . He simply couldn't remember who she was.

Ling Jing嫣 rubbed his face with his hands, and tears poured out from his fingers.

Ling Jingyi did not say goodbye to her this time, and the voice calmly calmed down: "Actually, this is no big deal."

Ling Jing’s whole body trembled, and he refused to cry again. He accused him: “You are too much to say so. What is big for you, but for me, it’s a big thing!”

Ling Jingying looked at Ling Jing's eyes, and his eyes were a little cold: "What if he remembers you?"

Ling Jingwei: "..."

Ling Jing’s beggars couldn’t speak.

"Even if he remembers you, he also has a good impression on you. Is he going to marry you as Yan Wang?"

Ling Jing’s clear and beautiful face has no expression, and the voice is a little bit colder: “He is the nephew of Emperor Xu, and his honor is better than that of An Wang Kang. If he is on the holy shrine, he even surpasses the rest in the Donggong. Prince. If you can compete with him, there is only the grandson."

"The Queen Xu chooses the righteousness for Yan Wang, and it will inevitably be extraordinarily elaborated. In the capacity of the four-class official of the Dabo District, you can't do Yan Wang."

"This point, in fact, you are very clear in your heart. Even if Yan Wang looks at you differently, it is most likely to be your side. Are you willing to be a dim room?"

Ling Jingwei bit his lip hard, and there is a deep imprint on the dry lips.

Of course she is not willing!

"First open these things for the time being. Even if you are willing to grieve yourself, the uncle and the aunt are resolutely unwilling." Ling Jing's tone is very determined.

Ling Jing took a moment to squeeze out a few words: "Why are you saying this?"

Ling Jing licked his lips and replied, "Do not answer: "Sister Tang. What is the purpose of the big brother for the cousin?"

Ling Jing thought for a moment and replied with no certainty: "Although the church is out of the house, it is raised in front of the aunt, and it is both good and good. It is of course a good match for the older brother."

Ling Jing smirked and smiled: "You are right, the beauty of the church is good. The mind is smart. And the cousin is a pair of heavenly creations. However, the uncle was interested in asking for this marriage, but not only because of this."

"The church is from the Jiang family. Although it is not the British public, it is the closest to the British government. The late Queen of the Church, the church called a grandmother. Now the Queen of Chiang is not here, East Palace The relationship between His Royal Highness and the Mother-in-law has never been broken."

"Da is trying to borrow this relationship with the East Palace. How can he let you marry Yan Wang."

Ling Jingyi was hit by a fist and hit his chest, his face suddenly white.

Ling Jing's calm is almost cold. He also said the most chilling and sad facts: "Not to mention, Yan Wang has no special affection for you. Everything is your unrequited love and wishful thinking. Even if you are willing to be embarrassed, the uncle will give in, and Yan Wang will not marry you."

Ling Jingwei: "..."

A hit! The sentence is poking in her most vulnerable sad place.

Tears that have stopped. It instantly came out again.

The quiet and crying screams are exhausted. I cried so hard that I couldn’t help myself, and I continued to twitch on the shoulders of Ling Jing’s shoulders.

Ling Jing saw the sad and desperate crying Ling Ling, not in my heart.

However. Short and short is not as short.

Instead of getting deeper and deeper and unable to extricate themselves in the future, it would be better to sever the silence that should not be there.

......

The thick door panels can't stop the crying of the quiet. Not to mention. Ling Jingyi also cried for a long time on and off.

Bai Yu listened in the ear, could not help but secretly worried.

She did not feel distressed, but in her heart, she remembered Ling Jing.

Ling Jing's crying is so miserable. In the eyes of outsiders, it is being bullied by Ling Jing. If it is known by the big lady and the great master, I am afraid that I will be angry and stunned.

Bai Yu was slightly indulged, then quietly moved to the side of Qi Bitao, whispered: "Bi Tao, Miss Ba cried for half an hour. I don't know what the movement is inside. It's better for us to knock on the door." ask."

There are six waiters around Ling Jingwei, and the 18-year-old Peach is the first-class.

Bitao listened to such a suggestion, but shook her head again and again, whispered: "Ten thousand can not knock on the door. Our lady is the most important face in the weekdays, now I don't know why it is so sad to cry. We do not know the best. If you knock on the door Miss, I am sure I will be angry and angry. At that time we have no good fruit to eat."

Bai Yu slightly frowned: "Don't you listen to it and wait?"

Bitao looked nodded with sincerity.

The other few nodded together.

White jade: "..."

When Bai Yu silently reached the mouth, he swallowed it back.

Waiting for a while, the crying in the door finally stopped.

......

Ling Jing嫣 cried for a long time, and the blind man was already crying.

At this point, I finally stopped crying, so I sat still and didn't move. A pair of eyes were red and swollen, and his eyes were dull and stunned, without focal length.

Ling Jing's shoulders were wet, mixed with tears and snot... Well, this is not the time to care about this.

"Hey, sister, you have been crying for so long, and you should always be better now!"

Crying is the best way to vent your heart. After crying for such a long time, even if there is more pain, it should be vented.

Ling Jing嫣怏怏 was weak and snorted.

Ling Jing’s shot was quiet and glanced. I sincerely suggested: “It’s going to be late. The aunt will soon let people ask us to go to dinner. You can find an excuse at random and say that you have a headache or a stomachache. Don’t go. The aunt is over there."

The eyes are swollen like a peach, and this is a look of weakness and weakness. As long as you have eyes, you can see that something is wrong.

Ling Jingyi sighed again.

Ling Jingzhen stood up and said: "You are resting, I will go back and change clothes. I will come back to you tomorrow."

Ling Jing嫣 nodded silently.

Ling Jingxuan turned and left, when the hand just touched the bolt, he suddenly said: "Auntie, actually you are right. Everything is my own sentimental wishfulness. Yan Wang can't remember who I am, not to me." Good feelings. I should have forgotten him soon."

When I heard Ling Jingwei say so, Ling Jing sighed with relief and was very pleased: "You can think so right..."

"However, I like him for so long, I will probably forget it for a while. He sent you the famous post, you give it to me! When I think about him, I will take it out and take a look."

Ling Jingwei: "..." (to be continued.)