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Three months later, Wind Nation, Yan Du's Tea House.

Song Yun Shan's black red face darkened even more. She looked at him with doubt and confusion, not knowing what was going on.

"If this Master has anything to say, feel free to speak." What do you want to talk about? I'm still hungry.

"You are very similar to my son …" Song Yun Shan opened his mouth with much difficulty and his voice was choked with sobs.

Xi Jiu Er raised her eyebrows and listened to what she had to say.

Song Yun Shan stared at his own tableware and said, "Three years ago, he disregarded our advice and insisted on going to school. It was also because I found out about the news of his death yesterday. It was said that he fell down the cliff, and I hid it from the Madame to investigate.

Xi Jiu Er listened silently. Could it be that her disguise was somewhat similar to his son's, which was why she said all these? Or did she look at this face and remember his son?

"I have never dared to tell Madame that she gave birth to such a son, and dotes on him as if he were her life. If I knew that, it would be difficult for me to imagine how sad she would be …" Song Yun Shan raised his head and looked deeply at the face opposite him. How great would it be if he was his own son? I wish my son were still alive. It was his fault. He was the one who proposed the idea of travelling. Who would have thought that he would lose his life the moment he left the academy? Regret up to this day, every night tossing and turning, but dare not mention to who.

"I deeply sympathize with the fate that has befallen you, my young master. Please grieve for the passing away." Xi Jiu Er could feel the sorrow of the other party. There was nothing she could do but console him.

"Wuwuwu …" He did not know if Xi Jiu Er's words made the tall and strong man put down his disguise, or if it pierced the beauty that she had always thought her son was still alive, and suddenly started crying like a child. The pain of losing her son, and the long period of depression, caused Song Yun Shan to cry for a long time.

In this world, there were many people like Song Yun Shan who had lost their son. Xi Jiu Er looked at the apricot red sunset, and the sound of their wailing could be heard.

After Song Yun Shan finished crying, he looked at the time and said: ", you have said that you are done, and even you have finished crying, if there is nothing else, I will leave first. I still have matters to attend to."

Song Yun Shan dried her eyes and said a little embarrassedly: "You must be joking, I really lost control of myself."

"It's nothing, it's nothing." Xi Jiu Er stood up and saluted with her hands folded. Just as she walked a few steps, she was blocked by Song Yun Shan.

"What are you going to do, little brother?" If there is anything I can do, please speak as much as you can. As long as it is something I can do, I will not refuse. " After Song Yun Shan found out about Xi Jiu Er's traces, he sent people to keep an eye on her and found out that she was looking for a house in the vicinity. After checking carefully later on that she was not from Wind Nation, she decided to settle down in there. He was well aware of what Xi Jiu Er was going to do. In the past few days, Xi Jiu Er had been busy with matters of the house, if he could get close to her, he would be able to carry out his plans.

Xi Jiu Er thought for a while. Song Yun Shan was a good person, if he could help the house, it would be over as soon as possible.

"Hur hur, there really is one thing I would like you to help me with!"

"Tell me about it." Song Yun Shan understood.

"I want to find a place to go in and out of the house. For the past few days, I've been rushing about because of this matter. I've seen quite a few houses, but they've made me very satisfied." Master is a local, do you think you can help me ask if there's such a mansion … "

Song Yun Shan 'Oh' nodded his head and clapped. "You finally found the right person. I have a friend who is doing this, but this friend of mine went on a long journey. He will be back in two or three days."

Naturally, there would be two to three days. Xi Jiu Er laughed: "I am staying at the Pleasing Hut. If that friend comes back, you can look for me in Sky No. 1 Room."

"You live in an inn?" "Since we're so lucky, we might as well stay at my place for a day or two. It won't be too late to move after we find a house." Song Yun Shan's heart jumped a little. Based on his many years of experience viewing people, the young man in front of him was not so easily fooled. As expected, Xi Jiu Er firmly shook his head: "No need, it's good to stay at the inn. Your son and I are so similar, if Madame saw it, he would probably be hurt. "

"Don't worry, my Madame has already gone to the temple to burn incense. She won't be back for at least ten days or half a month. Secondly, a wise son cannot be a mother. My son was born to her, so naturally, she will be able to explain it to him. " Song Yun Shan laughed: "If the servants dare to gossip, I will immediately take care of them."

"..." "No need." Xi Jiu Er shook her head.

"Go, go, go. It's rare for us to be so lucky. A few days of living in my house is nothing." Song Yun Shan stood up and took Xi Jiu Er's bag as he walked forward quickly. The contents of the bag were all important stuff that Song Yun Shan should have taken back.

There was a carriage parked outside the teahouse. Song Yun Shan sat on the carriage and waved at him, immediately making him angry, even though he was a good person, he was too displeased with himself for not asking for his permission to take other people's belongings and not return it to him. It was too infuriating. Thinking back to the painful cry of the dead child, Xi Jiu Er's heart softened. Forget it, it was just going to stay for a few days, so what?

The carriage was very comfortable, not luxurious. The things that could be used were all very good. Presumably, they were all rich people as well. After walking for about an hour, Ma Jiu stopped. He heard Song Yun Shan's rough and bold voice say, "We're here."

Xi Jiu Er jumped off the carriage and saw a signboard with the words' Song Mansion 'written in large, bold and powerful characters. She muttered "nice" in her heart as she followed Song Yun Shan into the palace.

Song Mansion was very big, the servants could tell at a glance that she was well-trained and was doing her own things. Xi Jiu Er continued to admire the ingenious design of the Song Mansion as he walked, causing her eyes to light up.

Perhaps it was because the way he disguised himself was very similar to the Young Master, so everyone looked at him as if they had seen a ghost. Xi Jiu Er was careless and followed Song Yun Shan around the entire palace. On the third lap, Xi Jiu Er finally spoke out, "Son of the Master, where exactly are you bringing me to? I've already walked through this place. "

"Ah?" That's why I brought you to walk a few laps more. " Song Yun Shan's answer stunned Xi Jiu Er for a moment, and he quickly said: "I've finished appreciating it, I just want to rest."

Song Yun Shan made a long 'oh' sound, then said: "You should have said it earlier, I would have brought you to the guest room to rest, honestly, why are you being so formal when you're family."

Xi Jiu Er was unable to fathom Song Yun Shan's temper. For some baffling reason, blocked his path, and then, he began to talk about his son's matter. He began to cry like a child in front of, and then took away his burden. In the end, he didn't even know how he came here. Xi Jiu Er facepalmed, and said indifferently: "You didn't tell me your intentions, how would I know?"