To Hold One’s Joy

  Chapter 157 Recognition

  Looking at the drops of water at the corner of Lin Teng's mouth, Luo Sheng smiled: "Master Lin is really responsible."

  Knowing this, she should have put the water ladle on this kid's face.

  Facing the girl's meaningful eyes, Lin Teng suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

  Why is Miss Luo staring at his face so seriously?

   Obviously, there is no preferential treatment for coming to a restaurant to drink, and it doesn't seem like he is being treated differently.

  Lin Teng looked serious, but in fact his skin was extremely thin. He couldn't help but blushed at the thought of this, and hurriedly said, "Don't bother Miss Luo, I'll go take a look around."

   "Master Lin is going to do some work." Luo Sheng smiled.

  When Lin Teng and his men disappeared from sight, Luo Sheng's expression turned cold, and he turned and walked into the wine shop.

   The restaurant looked the same as usual.

  The lobby is still bright and clean, spotless.

  The meat is being stewed in the big pot at the entrance of the back kitchen, and it is still so fragrant that people swallow unconsciously.

   No, there is a little more bouquet than usual.

  It was the orange wine that Wei Qiang dropped in Shi Xiuyue just now.

  Only smelling the smell of wine, the mess on the ground has long been cleaned up by the bearded man and the strong man.

  Hongdou stood in the yard, with one hand on his waist, and praised the two with a smile: "You two are still diligent, it doesn't seem like some people waste good things carelessly."

  If a plate or bowl is dropped, she can bear it, even if an old vase is dropped, it doesn't matter, but she can't bear to drop the fine wine made by a girl.

  The bearded man and the strong man giggled, one went to chop firewood, and the other took a broom to sweep the yard.

   I can't offend Sister Hongdou, and I can't offend Chef Xiugu, so let's work.

  It’s great to work, work hard, eat meat hard, even a **** would not change such a day.

  Luo Sheng walked over.

   "Girl." Hong Dou hurriedly came over, "Yesterday I saw that Lu Wu ground a lot of beans, shall we make tofu today?"

  Tofu is also good, white and tender, made into tofu nao, or fried until golden on both sides and sprinkled with finely chopped green onion, it's delicious either way.

   "I'll go and see how Xiugu is getting ready. You guys should clean up the inside and outside of the restaurant to get rid of bad luck." After Luo Sheng explained, he walked into the kitchen.

  Because it is a restaurant, there is a lot of space in the back kitchen.

  Xiu Gu was standing in front of the innermost desk, in a daze.

   "Xiu Gu." Luo Sheng called out.

  Xiuyue turned her head hastily, seeing that it was Luo Sheng, uncontrollable pain surged in her heart for some reason, and her eyes suddenly turned red.

  She lowered her eyes to cover her eyes, and slightly knelt to Luo Sheng: "Girl."

   "Follow me to the east room." Luo Sheng put down these words, turned and walked out.

  Xiu Gu wiped the corners of her eyes and silently followed.

  Hongdou and others were busy sweeping, no one paid attention to this side.

   It’s okay to notice, of course the girl can do whatever she wants.

   Entering the east room, Luo Sheng sat down and motioned for Xiuyue to sit too.

  Xiuyue didn't sit down.

  Luo Sheng didn't force it, and said directly: "Xiu Gu seemed a little flustered when she saw the prince today."

  She didn't continue, waiting for Xiuyue's reaction.

From meeting on the road to Beijing, to revealing the things that belonged to Princess Qingyang little by little after entering Beijing, until Xiuyue intentionally let Xiuyue see her appearing from the wine cellar in black clothes last night, she couldn't believe that Xiuyue was still unwilling at this time Take the initiative to take a step closer.

  Some things just happen naturally.

   Sure enough, Xiuyue tensed up after Luo Sheng said this, and she looked straight at her and asked, "Is the assassination of King Pingnan related to the girl..."

   "I did it." Luo Sheng said calmly, picked up the teapot on the table and poured himself a cup of tea.

   "It's a girl—" Xiuyue opened her eyes wide, not knowing what to say.

  Luo Sheng took a sip of tea, with a calm expression on his face: "It was me. I hid in a tree and shot him with an arrow, but it was a pity that he didn't die."

   "Why, why—" Xiuyue took two steps forward unconsciously.

  Luo Sheng put down the teacup, looked at Xiuyue, and said softly: "Up to now, don't you have an answer in your heart?"

  Xiuyue was shocked all over, and her eyes quickly filled with tears.

   "Jun, Princess—" She took another step forward, staring at Luo Sheng obsessively, "Is that you?"

  Luo Sheng stood up and held Xiuyue's hand unconsciously stretched out.

  The hand was thin and rough, like an old woman.

   But no one knows better than Luo Sheng that Xiuyue is not yet thirty years old.

  Standing close to Xiuyue, Luo Sheng said softly: "It's me, Xiuyue."

  She had a dream for twelve years, from the noble and extraordinary Princess Qingyang to the arrogant and wanton Miss Luo.

  Walk alone in this world wearing this skin.

  The body is in the world, but the heart is in purgatory.

   Now, I can finally recognize the old servant as the princess of Qingyang.

  She is the princess of Qingyang, and Luo Er of her father and mother.

  It's not Miss Luo.

   "Princess!" Xiuyue knelt down in front of Luo Sheng, hugged her legs and cried bitterly.

  Luo Sheng didn't move, allowing the other party to vent his feelings.

   After an unknown amount of time, Xiuyue finally stopped crying.

   "Get up and talk."

  Xiuyue got up, wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, and when she recovered, she asked Luo Sheng: "Princess, why did you—"

  Luo Sheng calmed down his emotions, smiled indifferently: "Probably because of the mercy of the heavens, I was allowed to resurrect my body and become the daughter of Governor Luo."

   "The sky has eyes, the sky has eyes..." Xiuyue said nonsense, her tears became more and more violent.

  Luo Sheng raised his hand and patted Xiuyue's shoulder: "Stop crying, tell me what happened to Xiaoqi."

  Xiuyue woke up suddenly, looked at Luo Sheng excitedly: "Princess, Xiao Qi is the little prince Baoer!"

   "Bao'er?" Luo Sheng took a step back and sat back on the chair in a daze.

  As for the possibility of Xiaoqi being Bao'er, she actually thought about it, but she didn't dare to think too much about it.

  Expect too much, often the more sad.

   "I heard the news, that night twelve years ago, Bao'er was thrown to death by the people of Governor Luo..." Luo Sheng grabbed the armrest of the chair, bit his lip and said.

   "That's definitely not Bao'er!" Xiuyue wiped her eyes, crying and laughing.

  Luo Sheng waited for her to calm down, and asked, "What's going on?"

  Xiuyue fell into memories: "The palace was immersed in joy that night, but suddenly it was surrounded by many officers and soldiers... The soldiers of the palace fell down one by one, and Yang Zhun rushed out with the little prince. The servant girl saw it with her own eyes..."

  She watched her fiancé take the order in the face of danger, rushing out with Bao'er who was still in her infancy.

  He just glanced at her from a distance, and left without even saying a word.

   Of course she doesn't blame him.

  She only hates that she has no strength to restrain the chicken, and cannot kill the enemy to help him.

   What the fiancé took away was the hope of Zhennan Palace.

  Later, she survived by chance and destroyed her face with her own hands. Her only purpose in life was to find Yang Zhun and the little prince.

  Listening to Xiuyue telling about the little things she didn't know about that night, Luo Sheng's eyes gradually turned red.

  In this way, Xiao Qi is Bao'er, and the baby who fell to death that night should be the poor man who was pushed out to cover Bao'er.

  Luo Sheng was glad that his younger brother was still alive, and felt sorry for that innocent child.

   And these crimes are all thanks to the Pingnan Palace.

  At this time, Lin Teng, who had walked the same road countless times, suddenly stopped beside a big tree.

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  (end of this chapter)