Jialan walked down the steps and entered the sea of ​​flowers.

The girl in a scarlet dress was lying on her back on the ground, her black hair spreading.

He approached over and bent down to look at her, just like when he first saw her in the well that day: "Tang Shi is still alive, are you unhappy?"

Hearing his words, Tang Ning smiled strangely on his pale face: "What's there to be happy about..."

Jialan sat down beside her, his tone was a little cold: "Do you think he killed your mother?"

Tang Ning raised her hand and covered her eyes, as if she didn't want to look at him: "If it weren't for him, who else could it be?" She felt chills on her body, and her back still hurt a lot, "If it weren't for him, why would he lie?"

The servants in the mansion, her wet nurse, and all of them were kept in the dark.

After his mother died, he was responsible for the small and big funeral. Everyone only thought that he was reluctant to leave his mother and the best man in the world, but his mother died of a blunt weapon.

Tang Ning didn't even dare to think about what the so-called blunt weapon was.

Why did he do that?

He and his mother have always been very loving, right?

For his mother, he left his hometown and settled his home in Jiangcheng without regretting it. Could it be that all those smiles were fake?

But the man in Tang Ning's memory, every time he talks about her mother, his eyes lit up with joy.

She felt that if she and her mother stood there, she would have to choose one.

He will definitely choose her mother without hesitation.

How could it be fake if you like that?

The eyes were burning and tears flowed silently.

The pain of a broken bone on her back finally made her cry.

It hurts so much.

It seems to be hurting all the time.

Jialan looked at her silently. Father, father—these two words always reminded him of the past. Those long-lost times, long-lost beauty, are as far away as a lifetime ago.

He understood her inexplicably.

Longing, yearning, liking, admiring.

Disappointment, disgust, hatred, disgust.

Until, even I can't tell what kind of feelings I have become.

It seemed that the blood was splattering on my face again.

The back of his hand rubbed his cheek hard, and the young man's face turned slightly red: "Since he is still alive, then I'll find a way to find him."

Even if she doesn't look for the descendants of Tang Luzhi, he will look for them.

The silver-haired boy stood up and called "Tangning".

Tang Ning put down his hand and looked up with tears in his eyes.

He stood in the sea of ​​flowers and reached out to her: "Get up, let's go find Tang Shi."

Tang Ning looked at the hand and was lost for a moment.

From afar, Xie Xuan leaned against the pillar and heard "we" and frowned. The fox... he narrowed his eyes and stood up straight and walked down the steps.

At the same time, Tang Ning sat up and held Jialan's hand.

In the sea of ​​flowers, a boy in black and silver hair and a girl in black and black hair reached a consensus.

Xie Xuan had already rushed to his mouth and dissipated on the tip of his tongue.

never mind.

Why should he warn others when he is trapped in the quagmire?

He stopped and went forward, and said loudly, "I wonder when you two will set off?"

Jialan turned his back to him and sneered: "When did I say I was leaving?"

The little worry that Xie Xuan had just felt in his heart was immediately burned by anger and didn't even leave: "You know everything you can know, why don't you leave?"

Jialan turned around and looked at him: "I want to rest for two days before leaving."

Xie Xuan had a slight face: "Two days?"

Jialan curled the corners of his lips: "Three days."

"Three days are only three days, it's decided!"

Xie Xuan looked down at his cuffs, and the blood was stained with stains on his black clothes. Although it was not conspicuous, it could be seen that it was really annoying.

He was about to leave after he said that, but there was no sound of footsteps behind him.

After hesitating for a while, Xie Xuan turned his head and looked back.

Tang Ning stood there sweating profusely, and her scarlet clothes seemed to be soaked in sweat.

Back at her residence, she went to the bathroom alone.

The cold water washed away the body, and the pain gradually subsided. She took a mirror and looked at her back, but after looking for a long time, she saw nothing. There were no wounds or blood on her smooth spine.

Her neck was about to break, and there was still nothing unusual in the mirror.

Could it be that the diamond glasses in your hand are too small and cannot be fully reflected?

Putting down the bronze mirror, Tang Ning pulled up the clothes that had been taken off to his back, pushed open the door and asked the little boy in black who was waiting outside, "Are there any larger mirrors?"

She gestured to the size.

The boy in black frowned and shook his head.

Tang Ning sighed and retreated into the door.

The pain on her back actually stopped hurting, but the previous pain made her feel frightened when she remembered it. She was resurrected from the dead, no matter how she looked at it, she was not an ordinary person.

Who knows what went wrong with her back...

Tang Ning watched it inside for a long time.

However, nothing was found except neck pain.

She reached out to touch her, but she didn't touch anything.

After thinking about it, there was no way to do so. She poked half of her face out of the door and called "A Yan".

A small blue fireball flew slowly from the air.

Tangning waved to it: "Come here."

Ayan muttered, walked through the crack in the door and flew inside. The bathroom was a little cold and there was water everywhere, so it didn't want to stay: "Me?"

Tang Ning closed the door, walked to it, and said seriously: "I have something to ask you."

Please? A Yan's appearance changed and his expression became proud.

Tang Ning held up the diamond glass and told the story.

Ayan looked around the mirror, but there was no such thing in the mirror. The worldly things could not reflect its heroic posture at all. It was really useless!

It walked around the mirror in disgust and said to Tang Ning: "Okay!"

This broken mirror cannot reflect something, let it see it at a glance!

Tangning turned around and turned his back to it.

It looked at the girl's fair back and looked carefully for a long time.

Although Tangning didn't feel shy when facing it, he was still a little uncomfortable after being stared at it for a long time: "How?"

Ayan didn't say anything for a long time.

Tang Ning pulled the clothes and looked back at it: "Did you see something?"

The blue light flame dimmed: "No..."

It was almost the same as that waste bronze mirror.

I really don't want to admit it.

Ayan flew out of the door in shame.

Tang Ning sighed silently, thinking that if he couldn't do it, he would just forget it. Maybe there was nothing on his head. But the thoughts came out and he sank again, and he still couldn't feel at ease in the end.

She gritted her teeth and pushed the door open and walked out.
Chapter completed!