Song Ruyue: "..."

"snort!"

When the beautiful woman heard this, she was immediately furious. She glared at the bastard squatting beside the bed who had stolen her daughter's heart. Then she closed the curtain with a "swish" and burst into tears outside. Said: "Mother is superfluous! Mother is here to interfere with your business, right? Then mother is gone, are you satisfied?"

A girl's labored voice came from the bed: "Mother... let's go."

Song Ruyue: "..."

"I won't leave! I won't leave! You think so well. If I leave, you might be able to do something immoral!"

Song Ruyue's chest suddenly hurt from anger. She walked to the beauty's bed and lay down. Her tall chest rose and fell with anger, and her mouth was so angry that she could not speak.

People say that a married daughter is like water thrown out.

But her daughter is not married yet, and she just escaped from hell last night. At this time, isn't it the time when we need her the most and get close to her?

The more I think about it, the angrier I get, and the more I think about it, the more sad I get.

After a while, the beautiful woman lying on the beauty's couch couldn't help but shed tears again, and she couldn't help but cursed the little bastard again in a low voice: "You are eating from the bowl, but you still have to put the pot in the pot." Take them all away...You little bastard, you shouldn't have led the wolf into the house in the first place..."

Outside the window, the sky is already bright.

Song Ruyue lay on the beauty's bed, shedding tears and thinking wildly for a while, and fell asleep unknowingly.

I didn't sleep all night last night and cried all night, and I was already exhausted.

It's still snowing outside.

Qin Chuan stood in the corridor, frowning, puzzled. He wanted to knock on the door and ask for details, but felt that now was not the time.

After standing for another half an hour, Fang left with a heavy heart.

Lingchan Moon Palace.

In the pavilion in the back garden.

Qin Jianjia was dressed in white, standing in the pavilion, quietly watching the snowflakes outside the pavilion, falling into the clear water of the pond, and quickly disappearing like moths to the flame.

When it was dark, she came out.

I have been standing here for a long time.

Bai Ling and Xia Chan stood under the eaves not far away, looking at her silently.

They all knew that at this moment, her heart was still concerned about these mundane things and that weak girl.

Even though she made a breakthrough, she still couldn't get rid of the shackles of blood relatives.

And for some reason, he seems to be more closely entangled with the people and things in this mansion.

In the pavilion.

The girl slowly stretched out her hand and caught a snowflake that had drifted into the pavilion with the wind. She was stunned for a long time and murmured: "Immortality... In order to live forever, do you have to cut off all these desires? Then after immortality, , and what are you living for?”

The snowflake fell on her white palm and did not melt for a long time.

After a while, it floated up again, floated out of the pavilion, and floated into the pond. When it fell into the water, it caused a ripple that was invisible to the naked eye, and then disappeared.

Bai Ling finally couldn't help it and came over and said: "Miss, if you can't tell me, let me tell you. You and your uncle can make any jokes. If you find something wrong, I will say it was a joke. My uncle will not blame you." of."

Xia Chan stood under the eaves, looking at her blankly.

The tall, snow-white figure was silent for a while and said, "No need. Let him decide on this matter. I have already told him, and I believe he will make his own choice."

Bai Ling's eyes widened when he heard this: "Have you already said it, Miss? When did you say it? Neither Chanchan nor I know."

The snow-white figure looked at the snowflakes in the pond and murmured: "Some words don't need to be said clearly, otherwise..."

She turned her cheek slightly, looked through the curtain-like falling snow, and looked at the girl holding the sword under the eaves, and said softly: "Otherwise, everyone would feel uncomfortable."

Bai Ling also followed her gaze and looked over.

The girl under the eaves clenched the sword in her hand, turned around, returned to the house, and never came out again.

She won't feel uncomfortable.

She closed the door, took out the bag of money from the corner of the closet, and stared at it in the dark.

She will only... hurt.

In the study room.

The smoke from the incense burner filled the whole room.

What was burning inside was not ordinary incense, but an expensive and precious medicine.

It is said that it can warm people's spirit.

Song Ruyue was sleeping soundly on the beauty couch. The figure lying on her side was young, graceful and graceful, just like a beauty sleeping on the beauty couch.

Occasionally, her mouth was pouted, and she muttered something vaguely. She didn't know what she was talking about. There were still tears on her young and beautiful cheeks.

Luo Qingzhou came out once and covered her with a blanket.

If this mother-in-law knew that he had covered her with this blanket, she would not know whether she would jump up from the couch and kick his ass hard with her feet.

Luo Qingzhou returned to the back room, sat down by the bed, held the girl's soft little hand, and told her a joke.

The girl was amused and smiled happily.

After laughing, his eyes suddenly trembled again. Chu Chu looked at him pitifully and said, "Brother-in-law, don't leave today. Just stay here with Wei Mo, okay?"

Just when Luo Qingzhou was about to nod in agreement, she bit her lower lip again and said shyly: "We'll leave tomorrow..."
Chapter completed!