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"Lu Yiyao, don't do this..."

Lin an Ge once again "maintained" Gong Nanling.

She really felt that Lu Yiyao was more severe to him. If you don't comfort him, you're still angry at him.

"Gong Nanling, don't think that if the old man gave everything to you, you could not listen to me. Get up

Lu Yiyao scolded again.

"Uncle, I didn't..."

Gong Nanling explains with red eyes. Struggling, lift the quilt, will get up.

"Gong Nanling, don't move."

Lin ange reached out and held him down.

"Husband, can't you just let him rest a little longer?"

"No way."

The land wing is remote and thin, and the lips open gently.

"You..."

Lin an Ge heart slightly undulating open, cheekbones, covered with a layer of red.

"Little aunt, I'm fine..."

Gong Nanling smiles at her, the bitterness in the smile is very moving.

Although she has not experienced the feelings of ups and downs, Lu Yiyao has been very doting on her. But at the moment, she can feel Gong Nanling's mood.

"Gong Nanling, lie down quickly..."

"Ann, get out of the way."

Lu Yi tightened her eyebrows and said to Lin an Ge.

Tone, a little serious.

"Can't you give him more rest when he's like this?"

Lin an Ge did not stand up any more. Look up at Lu Yiyao.

Eye light, some complex.

Put aside the relationship between the Lu family. She and Gong Nanling are friends since childhood. When they were young, their relationship was much closer than Lu Hengyuan.

This little affection also made her not ignore him.

"Gong Nanling, if it's a man, get up and kneel down in the spirit hall."

Lu Yiyao's attitude is not half loose, but more severe..

"You..."

Lin an Ge saw that he was so reluctant that his pretty face was covered with a layer of shallow anger. Reach out and grab Gong Nanling who is ready to stand up.

"Gong Nanling, lie down and have a rest."

"Little aunt, I'm fine."

Gong Nanling knows that she cares about herself and Lu Yiyao also cares about herself.

They care in different ways, but their hearts are the same.

"Why are you all right?"

Lin ange saw him standing up and slowly wearing his filial piety clothes. Eye light a tight, care way.

She is so concerned, but let someone's heart taste.

Stretch out your arms and hold her in your arms.

"Lu Yiyao, what are you doing?"

Lin ange lifted her long lashes, and her face sank. She said in a low voice.

"Go, go down."

Lu Yi Yao's eyes drooped slightly, looked at her and said in a low voice.

"Well?"

Lin an Ge was stunned and annoyed.

"Nanling..."

Lu Yixun came in with the millet porridge that had just been cooked. Seeing Gong Nanling had already got up, his swollen eyes showed a trace of worry.

"How did you get up?"

"Gong Nanling, drink the porridge and go down immediately."

Lu Yi takes a cold glance at Gong Nanling. The light in his eyes is still very cold and sharp.

"Yes."

Gong Nanling stood in place, low ground should a.

Seeing this, Lu Yixun quickly walked over and handed the bowl of porridge to Gong Nanling.

"Nanling, be careful of scalding."

"Thank you, mom."

Gong Nanling, with a hoarse voice, replied.

"Eat quickly..."

Such a sentence made Lu Yixun cry.

I don't know what Lu Yiyao and Lin ange said to her son. They even let him take the initiative to eat.

You know, Gong Nanling just woke up, that pair of lost soul appearance can frighten her.

"Second sister, we're going down first."

Lin an Ge turned back and said to Lu Yixun in a warm voice.

"Good. Ango, are you hungry? Would you like some of it, too

"No. Thank you, second sister

Lin ange smiles at her.

Lu Yiyao didn't say much, but took a look at Gong Nanling, who was taking a big gulp of porridge. The eyes flickered slightly.

Go out.

Lin ange immediately turned cold.

"What's the matter with you? Why are you so strict with Gong Nanling

"Severe?"

Lu Yi Yao raised her eyebrows and asked in a low voice. There is a faint sour smell in the words.

"Isn't it severe? You asked him to rest a little longer. What's the matter? "

Lin ange did not notice at all, and continued to say. The man who hugged her put a little more effort on his arm.Lu Yi's deep eyes are tight, and you open your mouth.

"As the inheritor of the Lu family, I can't bear this hardship!"

“……”

Lin ange knew that he couldn't speak of him. Forget it. Go on. I'm afraid two people will quarrel.

Lu Yi saw her silent and did not speak again.

Go down to the stairway.

Lu Sen came over with a letter in his hand.

"Third young master, this is a message of condolence from master Helan. In addition, he sent for wreaths and elegiac couplets. "

"Little uncle?"

Lin ange was stunned.

Lu Jinhui died, she did not tell he Lanxi. How did he know that?

Lu Yi Yao takes the letter and opens it in front of lin'an'ge.

This letter of condolence was written by he Lanxi in soft pen.

His handwriting is like his own, gentle and elegant.

Look at

Drop.

A crystal tear rolled down, and the letter was stained with ink.

"An'an..."

Lu Yiyao folded the letter, reached out and gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

“……”

Lin an Ge pursed her lips and pressed down her melancholy mood. The tip of the nose is slightly reddish.

“……”

Lu Yiyao didn't say anything. It's hard to say something at this time.

……

Yunhu Yijian.

He Lanxi sat cross legged, with a stack of white paper and a gold-plated soft pen on the rectangular table in front of him.

On the top of the white paper, there are faint ink marks.

The cover of the soft pen is not covered yet.

A young man in white stood in the corner of the wall, arms in his hands, and his face was expressionless.

"Xiao Qi, do you want to go out?"

Silence for a long time, he Lanxi slowly opened his mouth.

"Young master thinks, Xiao Qi thinks."

The young man in white lifted his pink lips and said in a low voice.

"Xiao Qi, you can't listen to me in everything. You should have your own ideas."

He Lanxi slightly tilted his head and looked at him. Warm eyes, overflow with streamer.

"Xiao Qi's life is given by the young master. Xiao Qi only obeys his orders. Xiao Qi has no idea."

The voice of the young man's reply was very straight and light.

"Xiao Qi, how old are you?"

He Lanxi pulled up his lips and laughed.

Smile, more and more elegant extraordinary.

The simple prison room is also bright.

His face is as beautiful as jade, and his lips are like red. He has an air of immortality. Such people are not like people in this world at all.

"Young master, what life are you asking?"

The boy in white frowned and asked.

“……”

He Lanxi chucked his lips again and said nothing.

How old is Xiao Qi? How can he not know?

Xu is getting closer and closer to the day of his release from prison, and his mood is becoming more and more complicated.

If he can, he does not want to return to the world of mortals, and then experience those intrigues and intrigues.

"Young master, someone is coming."

The young man in white suddenly said.

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