Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 1259 must love you very much

"Weiwei has already returned to Beijing, and my mother is not the kind of talkative person. Don't worry, she won't say anything." Lu Tingchen touched her head and comforted.

Chu Jiu didn't like him touching his head so affectionately, as if the two really had something.

"I still want to explain." She insisted.

Lu Tingchen was a little confused, thought for a while, and said, "Then I will take you there." As he said, he took her hand and walked out.

Chu Jiu hurriedly broke away his hand, "Don't touch me."

Lu Tingchen had to let go of her hand and gave her a helpless look.

The two went out in tandem.

On the ninth day of the ninth day, he saw his long hair hanging down on his chest, and then he remembered that his hair was still messy. He hurried forward and took Lu Tingchen's arm, "Return the hairpin to me."

When Lu Tingchen saw her long hair scattered, he remembered something. He took out her hairpin from his arms and handed it back to her.

Only at this time on the ninth day did he notice that his right arm was injured, and there was still blood on his sleeve.

She paused, stretched out her hand to take it, and then turned her back, moving her long hair neatly.

Looking at the woman arranging her hair, Lu Tingchen suddenly said, "Does this hairpin of you come from?"

The action paused on the ninth day, but soon continued to take care of the hair.

Lu Tingchen thought she didn't want to talk, so he didn't ask any more questions.

However, although the hairpin is made of wood, the patterns on it are very complicated and exquisite, enough to see that the person who carved the hairpin used a lot of thought.

He was thoughtful.

At this time, the ninth day of the ninth day pulled her hair, turned around and looked at the man Qingjun’s face. She raised her hand to touch the hairpin, and couldn't help but explain: "This is the wooden hairpin my father made for me during his lifetime. "

Lu Tingchen was a little surprised.

He had guessed that this hairpin must have a profound meaning to the ninth day of the month, but he did not expect that it was her father who made it for her.

"Your father must love you very much." At the end, he said softly.

Lu Jiu's complexion was a little sad, and he gently turned away, and said nothing.

"The wooden hairpin is also carved with the words Ruoxue. Is that your original name?" Lu Tingchen asked suddenly.

On the 9th day of the month, he clenched his fingers tightly, released it after a moment, and nodded gently, "Yeah."

"then you……"

"My name is Lan." Chu Jiu knew what he wanted to ask, and interrupted him.

Lu Tingchen looked at the top of her hair. He probably didn't expect that she would tell him so readily. After reacting, he flashed a happy expression between his brows, "Lan Ruoxue?"

Hearing this name, Chu Jiu was in a daze.

After returning to her senses, she narrowed her eyes slightly and lowered her head, not wanting Lu Tingchen to see how fragile she was at this time.

She actually didn't expect that she could be so easy, so she told him her original name.

She obviously hates him.

But when he was reciting her name, she actually heard a lingering smell, which made her think of her childhood days when she was dusted in her memory.

"You are called the ninth day of the month, is it because your birthday is on the ninth day?" Lu Tingchen asked immediately. He knew that the names of the secret guards around the emperor were based on the day they were born.

Like the first day of the new year, his birthday is on the first day of a certain month, and the seventh day of the month is the same, so he asked this question.

On the ninth day, he looked at the sunset on the horizon, and nodded for a long time.

"Which month is it?"

On the ninth day of the ninth day, he stopped and looked at him, "You talk a lot today."

Lu Tingchen curled his lips and said in a good temper: "If you talk less, I can only talk a little bit more. It is enough for one of us to be a dull gourd."

(End of this chapter)