Yanzhengling left xiangding garden with his suitcase on a rainy morning.
Zhan Su watched her bleak back disappear behind the rain curtain and ran to daddy's room.
"Daddy, she's gone!"
Zhan Su's small body was leaning against the door plank, and his face, as cold as Han hanjue, was haunted with thin anger.
"Even if it's to punish her for leaving without saying goodbye, just act like that. Why drive her out in such bad weather?"
Zhan hanjue sat on the bed with his legs naturally hanging under the edge of the bed. A handsome face is haunted by a thick black air.
"If you do something wrong, you should be punished." He said, biting his teeth.
Zhan Su's eyes fell on the debris on the ground, and soon understood that Daddy's anger might not be the result of sporadic anger.
Mommy must have done something that made daddy very angry.
Zhan Su came in and bent over to pick up the pieces. Remember the website m.luoqiuzw.com
and said, "let the servants clean it."
Zhan Su said, "well, you've got a fever a few days ago and sent all the servants to the outer courtyard."
Zhan hanjue's eyes sank, and he remembered that in order not to let people disturb his and Zheng Ling's world, he assigned all the servants to the outer court.
Zhan Su said: "the cleaning and sanitation problems at home are small things. Now the most important thing is, who will take care of you when she is gone?"
Lord Zhan fell into silence.
Zhan Su really asked him about his heart. He was disabled, and his obsessive-compulsive disorder was not weakened at all. If someone else took care of his daily life, he would feel uncomfortable.
When Zhan Su went out with the garbage basket, he sighed deliberately, "Daddy, it's thunder and rain outside. She doesn't have an umbrella. I don't know if her thin body will catch a cold and have a fever after the rain."
The heart of the warlord was in a mess. Yan Zhengling's health is very, very bad. If he falls ill because of this, he will really be unable to forgive himself.
He anxiously took out his mobile phone and called Yan Zhengling. But there was a beep on the phone.
At the moment, the situation of Yan Zhengling is not as bad as Zhan Su said.
With her suitcase and umbrella, she ran to the Impatiens not far away.
When the Impatiens heard a quick knock on the door, they stretched out the disordered head of the chicken's nest from the quilt. "Who is it?"
Lazily get up from the bed, wearing home slippers, patter patter to the door.
Just opened a crack in the door, saw Yan Zhengling, as if to see ghosts and monsters in general, immediately closed the door.
"I guess you must have been expelled from xiangding garden, right? Ha ha, I knew that my brother can't tolerate a goblin like that. "
The Impatiens raised her eyes and looked at the rainy day outside the window. "However, he even chose to drive you away today. He is really a man with few cruel words and extraordinary hands." War Phoenix gloated.
But Yan Zhengling crouched at the door and burst into tears.
The cry can be described as earth shaking.
The heart of war Phoenix is soft. Quietly open a crack in the door and squint at Yan Zhengling.
Originally thought she was acting, but saw her eyes like a broken rain curtain, crying all over the face, that pear blossom with rain, pitiful appearance, let people feel pity.
The Impatiens opened the door and said, "come on, I'll take you in for the sake of us all women. Wait until the rain stops
Yan Zhengling was like entering his own house, leaving his shoes at random at the door, running barefoot like a leather sofa. Then he plops into the leather sofa, showing only a large human character.
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