Tang Xin struggled to sit up: "I'm fine."

Tang Ning didn't look back and raised his hand to hold his shoulder: "Don't mess around."

It was a big deal at this critical moment. She asked him to lie back and sit down on the edge of the bed. The boy in black next to him never said a word, but repeatedly soaked the veil in cold water, then took it up and wringed it out.

Jialan sat there, changing into a cold expression: "You promised it just right."

The indoor light gradually dimmed, and Ayan flew up and went to the wall to light the lights.

Outside the half-open window sash, there is a sky that has turned black.

Tang Ning looked from afar and felt that the darkness was also hazy and not very pure. She remembered what Ah Chui said before, and her eyes changed slightly.

Guixu's dead aura must be useless to the living, right?

She stood up, walked over, and closed the window.

The darkness was blocked out of the window.

Jialan suddenly asked: "When you were on Luoxia Mountain, after you let me see the Book of Life and Death, you will help you check two names. Why?"

When he came in a hurry, Tang Ning didn't explain in detail, nor did he ask questions.

Now that I have settled down and thought about it, I have figured out the weirdness.

Tang Ning thought he would ask, so he didn't hide it and said honestly: "Those two people are my knot. Even if I want to die, I want to die after untiing my knot."

"Ten years ago, I was five."

"My mother was embroidering a handkerchief for me a few days ago, saying that she would embroider a golden plum on it for me to see, but before the plum blossoms were fully embroidered, she disappeared. The wet nurse told me that she was dead, but from beginning to end, I had never seen her after her death."

"The people said she died suddenly, and her death was very terrifying. To be honest, I don't believe it."

"As for Tang Shi, my father..." Tang Ning leaned against the window and slowly hugged his hands in front of his chest. "It was not long after his mother passed away that he disappeared."

"I said I was upset, I went out for some breathing, and I would bring me a birthday gift when I came back, but he never returned and there was no news."

"After that, the official reported and searched for him, but no one had seen him." Tang Ning lowered his eyes and said calmly, "Now ten years have passed, he still lives without seeing anyone or death without seeing the body. I can't wait."

Jialan sat at the table, tilted his head and leaned over there, and heard this, and said softly: "What kind of person is your father?"

Tang Ning's mouth bent and fell back to its original place: "I can't remember it."

Those happy and beautiful past events have lost their vitality because of the long wait of invisible hope.

Her childhood was a cold pond where spring flowers bloomed.

The hard ice on her head thickened day by day, and it was so thick that she had no strength to break it.

Jialan, who was lying on the table, slowly raised his head: "Ten years..."

He smiled softly: "It's so good to be a human being. What happened ten years ago seems to be as long as the previous life." Unlike him, he still remembers the scorching temperature clearly when his father's blood splattered on his face.

He stretched and stood up: "It's time for me to take a shower."

"Tangning, go with me."

Tang Ning was stunned.

A Yan flew between the two and shouted in a chattering voice.

Jialan ignored it and just said, "I said, I'm missing a maid."

That night, when it was raining, he said to her in the Tang family mansion. Tang Ning didn't take it seriously at the time and said he wanted to introduce Miss Tang to him, but he didn't expect that he would mention it again now.

It sounds like I don't seem serious.

But he kept looking at her.

Tang Xin on the bed couldn't lie down anymore.

He sat up on the edge of the bed and said coldly that he would go.

But before the words could be finished, the little boy in black was already pounced on him and pressed him down. The little meat moved quickly and began to take off his clothes quickly.

Tang Xin was weak, and he untied his belt in a blink of an eye.

The little boy grabbed the veil and was about to wipe his body.

Tang Xin blushed, exclaimed in surprise, and put her clothes back in panic.

Because of shyness, he finally looked like a child again after he had lost all his thoughts before.

Tang Ning hadn't seen him like this for a long time, and he burst into laughter when he saw this.

The little boy in black is small but strong. Tang Xin hid around and couldn't escape his little flesh claws.

The wound on his shoulder was red and healed badly, but he struggled and cracked.

He took two breaths of air conditioning.

The little boy in black gently covered the veil.

Jialan said: "It is probably because the master is not good at it, and the spirits in the Duling Spirit Secret are all very capable."

After he finished speaking, he left Ayan and walked towards the bathroom.

Tang Ning thought about it and followed.

When I entered, two little boys in black with short hair were sprinkling petals into the bathhouse. Red and pink floating on the water, the fragrance was everywhere.

Tang Ning was stunned.

Is this group of children who have never seen outsiders in Dulingsi, even though the owner is reluctant, they still take good care of the "guests" one by one?

After sprinkling the petals, one of the little boys took out a small box of red sandalwood.

The box was opened and there were a lot of bath beans inside.

Jialan took off his clothes while walking.

Tang Ning quickly turned his back.

Two children in black, one after another, took the door.

From the outside, this house is obviously not very spacious, but unexpectedly, there is a bathtub inside, which is really luxurious.

Tang Ning heard the sound of water and still didn't turn around. He just asked, "What are you calling me to come?"

The silver hair fell into the water, and Jialan leaned lazily on it, her naked upper body and every inch of her muscle line were just right.

He closed his eyes and smiled softly: "You are so smart that you are annoying."

Tang Ning lowered his head halfway and looked at the ground.

The scattered clothes were thrown there, like the wandering soul of the unparalleled soul.

She was a little annoyed and simply sat down on the spot: "Is it Tang Luzhi's business or mine?" Taiji was cold and she hugged her knees, "It's probably my business, right?"

Jialan opened her eyes, turned her head, and looked at her back.

Tang Ning said: "If Tang Luzhi is still alive, where will the demonic power you stolen fall? Just pry open his mouth. But if he had already died..."

Her voice became lighter and she smiled bitterly: "There is no one in the Tang family, so I probably can only ask me to find it."

But if she asks her to find her, where can she go?

Tang Ning turned his face slightly and saw a corner of silver hair from the corner of his eyes.

What kind of thing is demon power? If you can’t see it with your naked eyes, how can you confirm it?

She put down her hand, stood on the Taiji, and turned around to face him.

It seemed that she would suddenly turn around, and the naked boy was stunned and sank into the water.

Water drips splashed on Tangning's hands.

She was stunned for a moment, reacted, approached and lie down by the pool and called him: "Jia Lan..." The girl's voice trembled slightly, as if she was still panicking about the glance she had just seen.

Suddenly, water splashed everywhere.

A hand poked out from the water and pulled her into the pool.
Chapter completed!