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Lin sat in front of the bronze mirror and looked at herself in the mirror. Although this face is not really beautiful, it can bear the word beautiful. She touched her flat belly and smiled. , take the brush on the stage, carefully trace the eyebrows.
"Third Lady, the master wants you to go to the study." The housekeeper said unhurriedly at the door.
"Well, I see, you answer first, just say I'll be there soon." Lin said as he stroked her eyebrows.
"yes."
Outside, the housekeeper's footsteps faded away. Lin carefully drew the best strokes and stood up.
"Son, what do you think is waiting for us?" She said to herself
Lu Zhongyu sat at his desk, and he never felt calm after coming back from last night. The reason is that his fourth wife Xiang Hui miscarried, but he found safflower in his third wife's room. He didn't want to believe it, and he doesn't want to believe it now. How could it be her? In Lu Zhongyue's memory, the forest is water and clouds, quiet and gentle. Although I don't believe it, I still have to ask. If he wants to hear her explanation, he needs a reason to believe her.
"Sir, you wanted to see me?" Lin walked into the door and asked, her voice as calm as ever.
"Yes, I was looking for you. I have something to ask you? " a surname ...