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Small eight has been following after he Lanxi, green and astringent face accumulation of light sorrow.

Although he followed he Lanxi for a short time, he had a deep understanding of him. It can be seen that he Lanxi's mood is not relaxed at all. Because between his clean and moist eyebrows, there is a thick that cannot be melted.

They walked for another hour before returning to their home.

The servant has prepared a light breakfast.

He Lanxi sat down and saw the plate of Xinyi flower cake placed in the middle of the table. Wen run such as jade's eyes slightly Zheng Zheng, to small eight clear voice way.

"Eight, take this away."

Xiao Ba looked at the past with his eyes, "cluttered" for a moment, wondering.

"Young master, don't you like to eat Xinyi flower cake best? What

"Withdraw."

He Lanxi's tone is light, but with no doubt.

"Yes."

Small eight should a, reached out and took away the dish with the flowers of Magnolia.

The servant in the kitchen saw it and said in dismay.

"Xiao Ba, what's wrong with today's pastry?"

"No

Xiao Ba shook his head and gently put down the plate. In order to ease the discomfort of the servants, he directly took a piece of flower cake and chewed it. Eat and whisper.

"It's delicious..."

"Master Helan..."

"The young master is in a bad mood today..."

"Oh."

After eating the pastry, Xiaoba returned to the table again. Suddenly found that just for a moment, there was a person on the table.

"Xiao Chen, little Lord, good morning."

"Good morning, little eight."

The night owl minister is wearing a white shirt with black flowers and black silk trousers. The whole person looks very handsome.

"Xiaochen, you haven't eaten yet, have you?"

"Well."

The night owl official pursed his lips.

"Xiaochen, wait a moment."

Xiao Ba quickly went back to the kitchen again and took a new set of dishes. In addition, he asked the kitchen to make more breakfast.

After finishing his work, he retreated to the dark.

The night owl minister must have something to talk to he Lanxi.

A moment later.

He Lanxi put down his chopsticks.

"Ah Xi, don't you have a good appetite today?"

The night owl minister raised his eyes and his voice was cool.

"A little bit."

He Lanxi said in warm voice.

His eyebrows congealed that a touch of light sorrow but let the owl minister also stop chopsticks.

"Ah Xi, is it because of Ye Lingyuan?"

"Not exactly."

He Lanxi looked at him, such as jade in the eyes of shallow worry frivolous.

"Ah Xi, life and death, his own destiny."

The radian of the owl minister's mouth slightly pressed down in the conversation, and the enchanting lip line was a lot colder.

"Well..."

He Lanxi lightly should a, then do not want to speak again.

The owl minister took two mouthfuls of porridge and spoke again.

"Ah Xi, this is the world. Some people die, others live. Life and death, cycle. Isn't that what life is all about? "

After a pause, he said again.

"I heard that Mengmeng is pregnant. What gift should I give her?"

He Lanxi didn't expect that he changed such an exciting topic.

Gu Mengmeng was stabbed and hurt her uterus. At that time, the doctor decided that she might not be a mother for the rest of her life. Unexpectedly, a miracle happened.

"Didn't you give her the best present?"

"You say" jade key "

The owl minister hooked his lips and said with a smile.

"Well."

"Jade key" is the sacred object of "Tianhu", which can only be owned by the heirs. Who would have thought that the night owl minister would give such an important thing to Gu Mengmeng to protect his body.

"Perhaps in the eyes of others, the jade key is very precious. But for me, Meng Meng is the most precious. She is my relative in the world and the sister of my compatriots. Without her, I would be alone

"Xiaochen, you can actually find someone to join hands with you for life."

He Lanxi looked at him, glass general warm eyes across a clear light.

As the young master of the night owl, there are many people who want to marry him.

"Ah Xi, you don't want to, let alone me?"

The night owl minister laughed.

"You are different from me?"

Before he Lanxi's eyes, Fang Qingchuan's cold face appeared again. Tears were in her eyes and her lips were pale.

"Young master..."

She looked at him and called him softly."What's the difference?"

The night owl minister took a tissue to wipe his mouth and folded his legs.

"Ah Xi, you still have indelible affection in your heart. And I have never had... "

"I can't wait for this..."

He Lanxi has a mist around his eyes. This seems to be saying to the night owl minister. It seems to be responding to Fang Qingchuan who appears in front of him.

"Young master, you..."

In the mist, Fang Qingchuan was full of tears.

"Ah Xi, you said too much..."

Night owl minister's words into the ears of helanxi, the beautiful image floating in front of him suddenly disappeared.

“……”

He Lanxi collected his eyes light, slowly stood up and went upstairs.

The night owl followed.

They went up to the roof of the top floor and sat under the white umbrella.

Silence.

……

Chenghai.

Lu Yiyao leads Ding Mo and Xu Wenyuan back to the funeral home again.

Ye Lingyuan's father sat in the curator's office with oxygen on his nose.

Lu Yiyao doesn't have to ask. He knows what the DNA comparison is. Come up and ask.

"Uncle, is arling's body transported back to Yunjing or cremated here?"

When this question was asked, everyone present was deeply grieved.

Even Xu Wenyuan and Ding Mo had a strong sense of dampness in their eyes.

Ye Lingyuan's father was sad and his eyes were red and swollen. Overnight, his hair turned white.

This is the second time he has faced such a tragedy.

The pain of the white haired sending the black haired is indescribable.

But he did it twice.

It is only three years since ye Chenyuan died. Unexpectedly, such a thing happened to him again.

He thought, hoarse.

"Cremate right here? His grandparents and his mother felt even worse when they were transported back

The foaming corpse has been completely deformed, and the appearance is indistinguishable.

Don't mention the close relatives. Even Lu Yiyao's heart is cut out like a sharp knife.

"Good."

Lu Yi Yao nods and answers, and then orders to Ding mo.

"Go and arrange."

"Yes."

Ding Mo called the curator out to prepare for the cremation of Ye Lingyuan's body.

Xu Wenyuan stayed and accompanied Ye Lingyuan's father with Lu Yiyao.

"Sorry, uncle."

He went over and held Ye Lingyuan's father's cold hand.

"Wenyuan, you and Yiyao go to accompany Lao San and say a few words to him Cough... "

"OK, Uncle..."

Xu Wenyuan's heart is stuffy, endure grief, whispered back.

Lu Yi looked at them, without saying much, and walked out slowly.

As they walked one after another, Xu Wenyuan couldn't help but feel sad.

"Cousin, when I see my third brother, what do you want to tell him?"

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