Xiaoyi thanked her for staying in Shenjing, Xiaoqi, and Luyanjiudi, which is a nice reward.

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“Tonight is a stormy night.”

Duanmu Jiexian looked at the chaotic and empty space ahead with her blank eyes, and suddenly said a sentence.

On the small island in the middle of Qing'e's lake, the west wind is at night, shattering the snow on the white-clothed man's temples as thin as silk, light and light, and as misty as fog.

"Sir, please." Jian Shumuer stood behind Lou Wuzhi and respectfully led the way.

In the middle of the island, in front of the extremely low thatched hut, Lou Wuzhi stepped forward and walked a few steps, and then personally pushed open the door of the hut.

Lan Suwan looked at the tables, chairs, beds and beds that could be seen in the room, and was confused. She silently pushed the white-clothed man into the room and followed them into the room.

The low door of the hut closed behind several people, and the bright yellow oil lamp embedded in the wall immediately lit up.

Muer walked to the middle of the house, knelt on the ground rhythmically.

"There is wind underground." Duanmu Jiexian closed his eyes and listened carefully, and said lightly: "The sound of the steps is empty and turbid, and there are many sisters in your house that often hide underground."

Lou Wuzhi looked at the woman in front of him with a calm expression in surprise: She is really blind?

A little, the floor tiles that Muer knocked on were moved away from the bottom, and a slight sound of mechanical cladding sounds sounded in the house, orderly and clearly.

No wonder Qing'e's house was built on this island in the middle of the lake.

Three points of admiration appeared in Duanmu's eyes.

Lan Suwan was surprised to see the stone bricks on the floor inside the house moving away, and a four-sided cave slowly appeared in the middle. The cave started with the first floor tiles. The surrounding bricks were removed, expanded layer by layer, and slowly became huge wells. The orderly and swift bricks were moved, accompanied by clear sounds of mechanical cladding, which was not human.

Lan Suwan was stunned, and then she heard the sound of the chain chain, and something rose up inch by inch.

The thick copper plate suddenly sounded and connected to the ground, instead of the previous bricks and stones laid in the center of the house.

Lou Wuzhi walked to the copper plate and said, "You can come up."

Lan Suwan looked at him and hesitated to push the man in white clothes on the copper plate. Muer knelt on the copper plate and knocked it several times. The sound of the machine bracket sounded again, and the copper plate fell inch by inch.

The man in white was always calm and had a shallow expression.

Lan Suwan stood quietly in the wooden wheelchair and her face became calm and calm.

The sound of the cable chain has been long, and the copper layer has dropped deeper.

The thousands of black hairs that the person in the chair fell quietly on his shoulders dissipated slightly.

The clear and clear brilliance is like a hook.

In the quiet Rain Curtain Pavilion, the trees are still at night, the shadows are slanted, the clouds cover the moon, and the sound of the wind is blowing.

"Langlang, I'll bring it to see you." On the side of the cold and thin jade coffin, the man leaned over and approached the woman in the coffin with a calm and calm expression.

The baby in his arms fell asleep deeply, and was occasionally blown by the night breeze through his nose, making a slight whisper. Gongshu Yun looked at it, and his eyes were filled with thick sadness. "The nanny said he was well-behaved and docile and very similar to you."

The man in black lowered his eyes to see the wind in the coffin, and suddenly felt silent.

Next, Yi's eyes became so painful. "Did you see him when he is back today?"

The clouds gathered and the wind suddenly blew.

"He came to see you and said he was sorry for you, did you hear it?" Gongshu Yun suppressed his voice, and his left hand wrapped in gauze was very lightly on the jade coffin. "I know you just want to see him in the end and finally meet him until today, he knelt in front of your coffin and admits his mistake and feels ashamed. Can you forgive him?"

The person in the coffin was silent, and through the bright jade coffin, there seemed to be tears falling from the corners of his eyes, his heart was relieved and his thoughts were all gone.

I can't tell the difference until the end, should I love more, complain more, or hate more

But I never saw that person again until I died. Her heart, her love, and her destination.

No matter what kind of mistakes there were in the middle, she finally knew that the person she could not let go was him.

It is the man with a gentle expression, never angry, quiet and tough attitude.

That year, I immediately looked up and looked at it. The purple clothes were engraved in my heart and could never see him smiled gently, looking at myself and his expression and eyes when he said, "You are Feng Langlang."

It is hazy and clear, and it seems like a dream. Day and night, it is still as vague as yesterday.

She was obviously by my side, but she always felt so far away.

He is obviously very gentle to himself, but he always feels that his heart has no belonging.

He clearly loves to laugh, but he always seems to have tears in his eyes.

That person is actually melancholy.

How much she wanted to accompany him, take care of him, take care of him, and warm him.

But everything is all in a daze.

The one who can warm him is not her after all.

The voice is bright, people are separated, all thoughts are silent, and the wind is gone.

The night wind blows, breaking your life.

Gongshuyun slowly laid on the lid of the coffin, and his voice trembled unconsciously: "But why can't I forgive him? I thought he had found him to admit his mistakes to you and let him reflect on himself, make him feel guilty, and make him feel uneasy. But it turns out that it's not only what I want, but no matter how much he feels, I hate it; no matter how painful he is, I will never stop, and I can't forgive him at all." The voice turned, and the man in black suddenly became at a loss: "But I don't know what I want him."

He was wet between his fingers, and tears fell on the jade coffin. Gong Shuyun's eyes were deep and weak, resentful and confused. "What do I want him?"

In the courtyard outside the hall, there was a shadow, and Gongshu Yun shook his eyes. "Who?!"

The man in black stood up and walked out, looked up and saw the man standing with a fan, standing high on the courtyard wall.

His white clothes are like jade, reflecting the sweet and red plum blossoms, clear and proud.

"Young Master Gongshu." Mei Shuying said leisurely: "It's really a risk to disturb you late at night. I wonder if I can talk with you?" After speaking, his eyes glanced at the back of the tree in the courtyard.

Gongshu Yun looked at him quietly, and after a while, he nodded: "Okay."

Gongshuyun called his servant and took the youngest son back to the wet nurse's house. He followed Mei Shuying out of the Yulian Pavilion.

When the two of them walked away, Yi Zhiziyi walked out from behind the tree very slowly.

In the backyard of Jijian Villa, the plum shadows fell step by step and stopped on the side of the Huamachi corridor.

Gongshu Yun looked at the back of the man in white. "I wonder why Master Jingyun is looking for Gongshu Yun?"

Mei Shuying smiled leisurely when she returned, "What I want to ask the most is where the old owner of Gongshu is, I'm afraid you don't know."

Gongshuyun looked back at Mei Shuying: "The Gongshuyun really doesn't know."

Mei Shuying approached Gongshuyun, looked directly at his slightly red eyes, raised her eyebrows and said, "The relationship between Gongshu Young Manor's owner for Miss Feng is surprisingly deep."

The man in black was stunned and looked down suddenly: "Young Master Jingyun is still concerned about the private matters? Please tell me if you have anything to do."

Mei Shuying knocked on the jade fan in her hand: "It's not that I have something to say. In fact, I am just a little curious about it and can't help but come over to inquire."

Gongshuyun frowned: "What's the matter?"

"Young master was infected with the Miao Gu before, but later he failed to get rid of the Gu, and happened to transform. You just woke up. Do you know?"

Gongshuyun nodded: "I know. A Jing told me that the medicine Gu may be the one who is in it. I feel that the death of the other Gu will slowly disappear."

Mei Shuying looked at him with a smile: "Does the butler Jing tell the young owner what Gu is in?"

Gongshu Yun's eyes were slightly darker: "Speaking is lover Gu."

"This Gu originated from Miaojiang. How did the young owner get the Gu behave? You should know in your mind."

Gongshu frowned slightly between his eyebrows: "I have indeed been to Miaojiang and stayed at the home of a Miao woman who developed jade-like cream for several days. She also spoke out to keep her."

Mei Shuying smiled: "Shuying won't ask more about the young owner's love affairs. I just want to know that the young owner knows that the human Gu has always been in pairs, and I have never heard of it planted alone."

Gongshu Yun calmed down a little and said slowly: "A Jing's meaning should be on Lang Lang."

Mei Shuying sneered: "Don't the young master know that the person's beaut is a love that is mutually affectionate? If Miao girl planted this beaut on the young master and brought you back to Xuzhou by chance, wouldn't it make you feel connected with others and lead you to your good things?" The man in white smiled: "Then Miao girl is really kind-hearted."

Gongshu Yun's cold eyes: "What does Mr. Jingyun mean by this?"

Mei Shuying raised her eyebrows and said, "I don't have any other intentions. I just thought about the unreasonable things in the past. I didn't intend to meddle in other people's business before, but today I suddenly found something and couldn't help but talk to the young owner of the manor."

Gongshuyun frowned and looked at the person in front of him: "I wonder what happened to Mr. Jingyun?"

Mei Shuying glanced at the man in black and smiled deeply: "The young master Gongshuyu, the brother of the young mansion, has a lover Gu."

Gongshuyun's whole body was shocked and he was stunned for a while. Then he couldn't help but look in his eyes: "Young Master Jingyun's words are a bit inappropriate!" Gongshuyun's face was cold: "Does Mr. Jingyun think that the Gu that Gongshuyun had previously captured was the opposite of him?"

Mei Shuying looked at Gongshuyun and frowned slightly.

Gongshuyun sneered: "No matter whether it is brothers and human relations, I and him are men. To this day, what else does Gongshuyun and his brother have left besides hatred?" The man in black mocked slightly: "Young Master said that the lover Gu should be in love with the two, where does my hatred and hatred for him that are hard to eliminate now come from? Don't Master Jingyun find it ridiculous?"

Mei Shuying turned her back to Gongshuyun, and her expression changed.

On the same day, when Mrs. Gongshu saw that my son came, she handed the porcelain bowl at his hand to the maid behind him, intending to avoid her. Why didn't she want me to see the Gu? Guo Xiaoyu said it was a lover Gu, she seemed to hesitate on her face. Why did she insist on picking the Gu later? Since the lover Gu is a medicine, what if she doesn't go?

The man in white frowned for a while, and turned the jade fan in his hand.

There are only two possibilities: the wife of Gongshu knew that it was not a lover Gu, but a poisonous gu, so she must not be eliminated; the other way, she knew that the lover Gu in Gongshuyun's body was an abnormal lover Gu, although it was a lover Gu, it would be a big disadvantage if it was not removed.

His expression suddenly shook, and he remembered the extremely dark line between Gongshu Yu's elbow.

Mei Shuying thought of something, and her expression became extremely bad in an instant.

I'm afraid she knows both!
To be continued...