The soft warm yellow glow emitted by the spiral chandelier on each table in the restaurant gives a warm layer of light to every dining guest, and the waiter in black and white uniform and bow tie elegantly holds the tray and slowly shuttles through the corridor of the restaurant that reflects the light shadow.

Luo Ying slowly ate the fruit salad on the white porcelain plate in front of her, and quietly listened to her mother and Aunt Nangong next to her chatting about business.

The two of them had been talking about her and Nangong Yi's future affairs in school, and she was tired of talking until she was tired, and now that the two of them had changed the topic, she was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief and think about something else.

Nangong Yi, who was sitting opposite her, still smiled softly at her, and she sneered at him when Nangong Aunt next to him was not paying attention.

Nangong Yi caught her little temper and raised the corners of her mouth at her.

She glanced at him helplessly, and finally ignored him.

As time passed, she felt that the time it took to eat this meal was incomparably longer.

She consciously raised her eyes and unintentionally caught a glimpse of Nangong Yi who was thinking about things with low eyes. He barely spoke tonight, and if it was the first time she had seen him, the first time she had eaten at the same table with him, she would have thought he was a sight to behold.

It's a pity that she already knows what kind of person he is. If he hadn't kindly taken Ning Ying in, she would definitely hate him even more.

The lights of the city flickered, and the overflowing streamers seemed to remind people to slow down their hurried pace.

Murong Xin took his son Nangong Yi to say goodbye to Lin Yun and Luo Ying, went downstairs in front of the restaurant, got in the car and went straight to her The house that Tuo Lin Wan helped her find in the West District, and then turned back to the apartment that he asked his assistant to find.

"Are you satisfied?" she stepped through the door, turned on the lights in the room, stepped down the corridor, bypassed the hallway, and came to the living room to look left and right, smiling and looking back to ask her son not far behind.

Nangong Yi looked around the spacious living room with scattered furniture, looked down at the black lacquered floor with white ice patterns at his feet, and looked up at the night scene outside the floor-to-ceiling window with a smile and nodded.

He was tired of living in the villa for a long time, and suddenly wanted to live in a high-rise apartment with a view of the whole city. Long before he came to the West District, he had this idea, but in order to have dinner with Luo Ying, he deliberately asked his mother to find a house for Luo Ying's mother, so that he could have a chance to get closer to her.

"If you think it's okay, look around, point out what you feel bad, and Mom will let people rearrange it. Murong Xin walked over to his side and looked at it again from his point of view.

"Hmm. He strode towards the room.

Murong Xin slowly followed his footsteps. "You live here, and you will have to go home on weekends in the future, if you are not at home, Ling'er will miss you very much. ”

"I'll go back often. He chuckled in agreement.

Night had come, and in the huge mansion of the Nangong family, Murong Ling was bored in his room waiting for his family to come back. Thinking that her brother Nangong Yi would live in the West District in the future and not go home, she suddenly felt extremely lost.

She leaned back on the back of the couch and pondered for a moment against the ceiling, then sighed and got up and walked out the door.

When she walked to Nangong Yi's room, she found a bound book with a brown cover in front of the closed study door. She half-squatted down and picked up the book and flipped through it, what was written on it was the ancient text that she had the most headache about, and she was not interested in reading it, so after glancing at it, she immediately closed the book and reached out to twist the doorknob of the study.

The old housekeeper in the study heard a sound outside the study, and hurriedly put down the book in his hand and got up.

Murong Ling let go of the doorknob in her hand, but the door was already locked, and she couldn't open it. This is Nangong Yi's study, and when he is not there, this door cannot be opened.

She pouted at the immovable study door, walked directly to Nangong Yi's door with the book, opened his door, and reached out to light the light in his room.

A figure appeared in the sight under the light, she looked at her and was stunned, and then said in surprise: "Luo Ying?"

Ning Ying heard her call Luo Ying's name to her, and raised the corners of her mouth in surprise. "Can you see me? Heh, I'm not Luo Ying, my name is Ning Ying. ”

The old housekeeper followed the light from Nangong Yi's room, walked from the door of the study to Nangong Yi's room, his eyes touched the book in Murong Ling's hand, he immediately sneaked behind her, quickly pulled out the book in her hand, and supported her who fell.

He picked up Murong Ling with all his strength, and said to Ning Ying in front of him: "Miss Ning Ying, I'm very sorry, because I frightened you because of my negligence. ”

Ning Ying smiled and shook her head. "The housekeeper said seriously, nothing. ”

The old housekeeper carried Murong Ling back to her room, put her on her soft bed, reached out to cover her with a thin quilt, adjusted the temperature and humidity in the room, turned off the light and walked out of her door.

The night was dark, and after An Ying said goodbye to An Yanyao at the school gate in the evening, she went directly to its branch where there was an accident, and it was almost her normal rest time before she dragged her tired body back to her room from outside.

Seeing a large bouquet of pink roses on the table, she still raised her face. Putting down her handbag, she pulled out a rose from the bouquet in the vase and stepped onto the rooftop.

As she expected, her son was still sitting on the rooftop looking at the lights in the distance.

"Why don't you buy red roses?" asked as she walked over to him and sat down beside him, smiling at the roses in her hand that were still pink and tender in the night.

"I'm afraid you think you're going to menopause early. An Yanyao tilted his head, there were no ripples in his eyes, and he replied calmly.

An Ying met his eyes and nodded in satisfaction. "I'm going to continue classes next week, and I'm going to travel and relax this weekend, and I'm going to be on the road tomorrow, so let's rest early." As the words fell, she got up and prepared to go downstairs.

Her body was a little tired, and she didn't plan to spend time here with him. She had been living an ordinary life for a long time, and everything that happened every day was familiar to her, and she was not tired of it. It's just that this recent period of time has made her heart tired a lot, and she needs to rest.

After Luo Ying saw off Aunt Nangong and Nangong Yi at the door of the restaurant, she had been accompanying her mother to the night market, carrying big bags and small bags home, she was already too tired. However, the mood that had been dark all day had become very good.

Back in the room, after she took a shower, she lay comfortably on the big bed, chatting with the girls in the class group, and clearing up her relationship with Nangong Yi by the way.

- She would talk to Nangong Yi only because the two of them had cooperation, and he happened to be arranged by the head teacher at the back table of her, nothing more.

Putting down her phone late at night, thinking that she would go to the welfare home tomorrow to see the group of children, to see that it was no longer the same as before, she fell asleep contentedly.

Under the gray sky in front of the Ghost Gate, the wind silently blew the blood-colored Styx flowers by the River Styx not far away. The Yin soldiers standing guard saw the house coming from afar, and hurriedly leaned over and shouted to the Yin soldiers under the wall: "Lord Luo is back, open the door quickly!"

Luo Zhai paused not far from the gate, frowned at the blood-red blooming on the banks of the River Styx, and let the wind blow the dark blue official robes on his body.

The little ghost in front of the gate hurried back to the underworld palace to deliver the news to Ming.

After listening to the news of the little ghost, Ming hooked the corners of his mouth. "Go down, my boy. ”

"Thank you, Mrs. Ming. The little ghost took the benefit that the attendant gave him, and floated out of the palace with a happy voice.

Lord Yama was still dealing with business, and when he entered the ghost gate, he first ordered the Yin soldiers around him not to tell him the news of his return.

Ming, as always, dressed up and walked down the palace building, and came to the palace tower to wait. When he returned to his palace building, he saw her at a glance, and he didn't blame her for anything. He knew that she had always had a lot of ideas, and it wasn't a matter of a day or two for her to install eyeliner before closing the gate.

"That girl...... What did you do to her?" he stopped in front of the palace tower and turned his head to look at the man beside him who had held his elbow.

Ming looked at her beside him, and hurriedly retreated and bowed his head. "It's all done as the adults tell me. ”

When she decided to leave some leeway for herself and Lin Zhe in Xi Yuan's body, she didn't think that she would find something in the house, and then doubt her, but she still decided to let go of the game.

Luo Zhai stared at her for a long time and didn't speak, she pursed her lips and raised her head and said aggrievedly: "My lord, you have let me stay in the palace for so long, can you let me go on a mission?"

"No, you stay good first, there is a whirlpool, you don't have to worry about that. He closed his eyes and said in a deep voice, and walked into the palace building.

"But ......"

The voice behind him was urgent, and he turned his head to meet her eyes and said coldly: "What else?" You better remember, don't do what you shouldn't do, don't be obedient, and in the end, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless. ”