"What do you mean, mama Wang?"
Fang Qingchuan's pupils suddenly tightened, as if some could not believe it.
She had heard of the "Tianhu" people when she was in college. In the library at that time, she often saw he Lanxi reading an ancient book of "Tian Hu". Curious as she was, she asked nothing. Until now, she still remembers the picture of he Lanxi reading at that time.
The elegant and handsome young man sat there, watching intently. His fingers are particularly slender, and the movement of turning the pages of the book has aroused the hearts of all the girls.
Fang Qingchuan could not have imagined that he Lanxi had half the gene of Tianhu in his body.
If so, are the people of Helan family
"Miss Fang, my young master's constitution is different from that of ordinary people. You can't marry ordinary people and have children, let alone you..."
Fubo is gone, and only Wang Ma knows the secret of he Lanxi.
Even Lin ange didn't know about it.
"What's wrong with me?"
Fang Qingchuan's heart is pulled into a ball, the blush on his face fades away in an instant, and boundless sorrow emerges from the bottom of his eyes.
In front of the beautiful scenery, lost color, is a fog of gray. Even the butterflies flying among the flowers lost their agility.
"You are..."
As soon as Wang Ma opened her mouth, a burst of cough came from behind her.
"Cough..."
"Old lady..."
Wang Ma stopped in a hurry and stood up.
"Grandma..."
Fang Qingchuan, who was in a hurry to recover, also got up and looked up at the past.
I don't know when, Feng Yue has already woken up. I don't know how much she listened to their conversation.
"Wang Ma, Qingchuan has just been discharged from hospital, so you let her sit here to blow the wind, isn't it good?"
"Blowing wind" is the word, Feng Yue bite very tightly, with a trace of inexplicable warning.
"Old lady, I was negligent. Miss Fang, go back to your room and have a rest. Lunch will be ready soon. "
Wang Ma was so worried that she turned and went to the kitchen.
"Girl, don't go in yet."
Feng Yue sees Fang Qingchuan and looks at Wang Ma's back. He frowns and says sternly.
"Good..."
Fang Qingchuan's brain is heavy, like a stone on top of his head. Heart is also stuffy, breathing some heavy.
She answered softly and walked towards the rest room.
Pace, some mechanical.
Feng Yue looked at her, worried.
Entering the house, Fang Qingchuan sat directly in front of the round table and picked up the string of shell wind chimes.
Jingling
The sound of wind chimes made her more uneasy.
"Qingchuan, what she said just now, don't take it to heart."
Feng Yue came over and sat down beside her. His weathered face was full of worries.
If she hadn't stopped suddenly, she would have told the secret.
Speaking out, he just wants Fang Qingchuan to stay.
But she can't let her granddaughter entangle with he Lanxi any more.
"Granny, why don't you let her finish?"
Fang Qingchuan raised his hand and gently stroked the two lines of characters carved on the inner wall of the shell. His voice was slow and lonely.
"Qingchuan, if you say it will only increase your worries, why not?"
Feng Yue looked at the string of wind bells and was stunned for a moment.
"If you don't say it, you'll also have troubles."
Fang Qingchuan's secluded path.
Her eyes, with a deep wound.
"Different, Qingchuan."
"What's the difference?"
Fang Qingchuan must have looked at her and asked.
"Qingchuan, I don't know, I will be fearless..."
Feng Yue held her hand, only felt her palm a piece of cold.
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