Zi Lan was so mourned that she shed tears and she lowered her head and said silently.

Cui Hao turned his head and looked at her, "You have always distrust me. You are as timid as a mouse. Your first requirement is because the Cui family rules do not take concubines. You would rather trust the family rules than trust a man's mouth.

You would rather show your strength by death to protect your innocence than live to bear the infamy for those who love you.”

Cui Hao's angry neck was full of blue veins, unable to recall the feeling he watched her walk on the dead end again and again, and his collapsed fear and all his thoughts were gone.

"You pretend that you can't see your mother's fear and fear. You think you are doing the right thing and can take care of everyone's face and sacrifice you to help everyone. This business is worthwhile.

But have you ever thought that you are dead and clean, your father, brother, uncle and brother are going to climb up with your blood and bones, how can you let them love you

You let me step on the blood of my fiancée to accept the praise from others. Cui Hao, you have made a good wife. Your fiancée didn't embarrass you, how could I bear it?

You think that once you are kidnapped, it will affect other daughters of the family, and even I will withdraw from the marriage, because no man is willing to accept a fiancee who is damaged by innocence.

Why do you underestimate others? Why do you think I am not worthy of entrusting, not worthy of your trust, and are unwilling to bear all the grievances and abuses in the world with you.

Song Zilan, you are too selfish. Have you ever thought about what it would be like to watch you walk to death again and again? How can I face your parents and brothers? As a man, I watched my fiancée use death to protect my pitiful self-esteem and bright future again and again. You are so angry that I am so angry!"

Cui Hao had long wanted to say this. The women of aristocratic families were strong, but this was not the reason for her to die. Although there was a reason for it, he wanted to break her belief that it would be better to live without death. I would rather have a damaged wife than a corpse.

Zi Lan cried sobbing and couldn't say anything.

Mu Xiang, who was standing beside her, had already turned pale with fear. She ran to invite the master and his wife to come. Why did she start to argue as she said something?

Song Zhengtian, Yang and his second grandmother all ran over and listened to each other.

Yang wanted to come forward to persuade him, but was stopped by his second grandmother and husband.

"Aunt, Lan'er was just frightened, can't he persuade him slowly?"

Yang stomped his feet in a hurry.

The second grandma looked at her crying granddaughter calmly, her eyes full of pity and heartache, "Leqing, she has thought wrongly, someone should have made it over for her."

The pride of my daughter is knowledge and strength. She can persevere in the face of all suffering, rather than using death to solve the problem.

I admit that she was right in her consideration. For the sake of the reputation of the whole clan, Lan'er has always been cautious and cautious, for fear of being wrong. This is true. It does not mean that we have to use her bones to achieve fame. This is a big mistake. I would rather she live, even if she is scolded.

If we cannot face these things, does it mean that all the people of our clan can only share blessings and hardships? In the future, will the daughters of the clan also be divorced, divorced and even widows remarried, and they will have no way out?”

Yang's tears fell instantly. She was dissatisfied these days. For the second time, her daughter had sacrificed her life for the sake of her family's reputation. How could a mother be calm?

But she couldn't say a word, otherwise her daughter's sacrifice would be wasted.

"The old rules should be changed. Zhengtian took the painting back and hung it in the school, so that the smug children could take a good look. This time it was Lan'er who committed suicide, and the next time it was their sister who committed suicide. I want to see if they would be proud of it."

The aristocratic families also have their own shortcomings and stale things. Innocence is one of them. They cannot accept rumors and talk from the world. Therefore, they forced their daughter to die to protect the grace of their father and relatives, just to not cause trouble to their relatives.

But is this rule really right? Ask yourself, the next time you die, it’s your daughter or sister. Can you really say proudly, my daughter, my sister died innocently, what should I do if there is a daughter in my family?

Wouldn't you really be sad?

The two of them in the pavilion did not notice someone watching them quarrel silently.

Zilan cried so hard, but Cui Hao must make it clear that she had changed her idea of ​​protecting her innocence by dying and breaking the rules.

"Song Zilan, I tell you, even if you are taken away by someone's innocence, I, Cui Hao, are your man, and I will still care about you and love you with all my heart. Remember this, Cui Hao is not a irresponsible person.

My Cui family once had such a thing. It was written very clearly in the ethnography. It was because of the palace change that occurred three generations ago, which led to a new daughter-in-law of the Cui family being defiled and innocent. However, the ancestor did not dislike his first wife, and gave up the wealth and future of the capital and went away.

They have survived the hardest and most difficult days, and have lived a happy life, and have had three sons. Whether you believe it or not, this is the fact."

Zilan looked up at him, with crystal tears hanging on her eyes. She was really surprised. Many people in modern times don’t accept this. Instead, they scolded the victims. They were as proud as the criminals won the gold medal, and there were terrible remarks everywhere. Who made you wear your skirts and clothes so short? How could you have such a disaster if you are not frivolous?

My god, girls wearing short skirts and shorts all over the street deserve to be unlucky, what kind of sand-sculpting logic is it?

Cui Hao sighed, looked at her big, clear eyes that were so clear that she wiped her tears with a veil, and her tone became gentle again, "Lan'er, you will be my wife. In the future, we will have to spend our whole life together. We will encounter countless difficulties and hardships. If we cannot encounter disasters, we will die first.

What is the heart of a brave man? It is not the courage to die, but the risk of the world's worst and living must be determined and brave. If you live better, you are truly fearless.

You and I have a good understanding of poetry and books, understand the past and present, and should understand what to do and what not to do, be brave enough to face the torture and encouragement of the world, ask the original heart, maintain the original intention, and be brave enough to be yourself."

Zi Lan lowered her head and reflected on herself seriously, and after a long time, she nodded with a sob, "I remember, I was wrong, I will never touch my head again. I will take good care of myself. I really thought about it seriously when I came back from the palace that time. I said that I will never take risks with my life again.

But that day I saw you covered in blood, I was afraid, I was afraid that you would die for me, I was afraid that I would not be able to protect my sisters, and I was also afraid that I would be a joke, which would make my father and brother unable to raise their heads and behave. I knew I was a timid person, and I always wanted to do everything, woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-wo

She cried very fiercely, not because she didn't see Yang's fear, but she really felt sorry for her. But this is ancient and modern rumors have been revealed to be able to kill people, but this place will not spare you.
Chapter completed!