——Fuyuyuan.

The yard of Chen Luo, the fourth girl of the Chen family, has several large vats placed in the yard because Chen Luo likes lotus.

When Lin Jiaojiao stepped into the courtyard, she heard crying inside.

The further inside, the louder the sound became, and it wasn't until Lin Jiaojiao entered the bedroom that the crying sound suddenly stopped.

A fourteen-year-old girl was sitting and lying on the bed, holding a pillow in her hands, looking at her with a somewhat stunned look.

Although she was only one year younger than Luo Luo, Luo Luo didn't like playing with her when she was a child, and she even disliked Chen Qian. She was always alone or with Sister Qing.

After not seeing each other for so many years, she had completely forgotten what Luo Luo looked like. The eyes that were very similar to those of Sister Qing were particularly beautiful at this time, probably because of the layer of tears.

"Luoluo." Chen Qing hurried to the bed. The maid beside the bed quickly obeyed and then withdrew.

"Big sister..." Chen Luo's tears welled up again when he saw Chen Qing, and his red eyes looked like a rabbit.

Lin Jiaojiao took a few steps forward and stopped half a step away from the bed. When Chen Luo had cried enough, she said softly: "Luo Luo."

Chen Luo still looked at her with confusion in his eyes, and said dullly: "Third sister?"

"Yeah." She responded, then sat down on the edge of the bed.

At this moment, Chen Luo suddenly seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, grabbing her arm, and said emotionally: "Third sister, you... you are the regent princess, right? Can you... can you save me?" Save me? I don’t want to marry into the Zhu family, I don’t want to..."

"Luo Luo!" Chen Qing didn't expect Chen Luo's reaction to be so big. Just as he was about to pull away, Lin Jiaojiao shook her head and signaled Chen Qing not to worry.

Lin Jiaojiao put her other hand on Chen Luo's back, patted it gently, and said, "Third sister knows, don't worry Luo Luo, sister will not ignore you."

This woman's marriage was a major event in her life. Just now along the way, Sister Qing told her that the legitimate son of the Zhu family had a romantic nature and had married several concubines. Even the eldest son of the concubine was already three years old.

If Luoluo married into a family with many concubines like this, she would be afraid that no bones would be left.

After calming down Chen Luo's emotions, Lin Jiaojiao and Chen Qing also left Furuiyuan together.

At this time, Chen Luo's personal maid Ping'er hurried in.

Originally, Chen Luo had two caring maids who had grown up together, but Guoer drowned in order to save her.

Ping'er sat down by the bed and took out the things tightly wrapped in oil paper from her arms.

"Girl, look."

"What is it?" Chen Luo frowned, but still reached out and took it.

Ping'er smiled and said, "Master Ma asked the slave to bring the girl in."

As soon as Mr. Ma was mentioned, Chen Luo suddenly had a smile on his face. He quickly opened the oil paper bag and found a bright red candied haws inside.

Seeing this candied haws, the tip of Chen Luo's nose felt sore, and tears suddenly fell down his face.

"Girl, what are you doing..." Ping'er was confused for a moment and didn't understand why the good girl was crying.

Chen Luo wiped her tears. Although she was sobbing, her face was a little more happy. She said to Ping'er: "Ping'er, I will definitely marry Brother Ma in the future. Third sister said she would help me. I There is no need to marry into the Zhu family anymore.”

"Really?" Ping'er was also happy. The girl was happy, and so was she.

Chen Luo nodded: "Of course, although Third Sister is a bit squeamish, she is still very kind to me. As long as Third Sister wants to do something, there is nothing that cannot be done."

"After all, Brother Han likes Third Sister so much. Even if Third Sister wants the moon in the sky, Brother Han will find a way to get it for Third Sister."

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