Madame Lan's waving hand trembled slightly, staring at her with a sharp and terrifying gaze. "What else do you know?"

"When the pear blossoms bloomed that year, Linlang was outside the house. If she hadn't wanted to surprise her grandmother, she wouldn't have known that the happy life she thought was a lie, and she wouldn't have known that her mother had died at the hands of this seemingly loving old woman in front of her.

But it's always my grandmother, and I can't avenge my mother, and I can't do it, and I can't treat it as if it didn't happen. From that day on, she secretly told herself that she would never be a slave at the mercy of others in this life.

"Grandma, do you regret it?" I regret killing my daughter-in-law with my own hands, and I regret throwing my granddaughter into the weak water with my own hands! Let the Lan family fall to the point where it is today, destroying the family that should be happy, just for that illusory glimmer of possibility.

Mrs. Lan paused for a moment, a strange smile spread on her lips, and she stared meaningfully at her granddaughter who was sitting on the ground. "Regret? When has the silly girl ever seen me regret it? That's it, since you don't want to marry into Huaishan, grandma can't follow your wishes, but I hope you don't regret it. ”

She knew so much, naturally it was impossible for her to be involved with the Xiuzhen family anymore.

If there is no value, the Lan family will not want it, let alone make her a threat.

……

The eldest lady of the Lan family fell seriously ill and died. When this news reached Lan Qingruo's ears, the whole person was stunned, it was clear that he was fine yesterday, how could it be!

People are gone - it's impossible!

In the ancestral hall of the Lan family, the room is full of spiritual seats from top to bottom, and there is an inconspicuous tablet on the right side of the black altar. The rickety old man lit three incense sticks and begged the ancestors of the Lan family on the throne, hoping that they would all protect the last bloodline of the Lan family.

"If you come, come in. "Mrs. Lan seems to be dozens of years old, and there are a lot more gray hairs on the ends of her hair.

Lan Qingruo was still spinning in his unbelievable thoughts, and he couldn't come back to his senses. Aunt Yan sent Mrs. Lan's order to let her come to the Lan family ancestral hall. The ancestral hall was solemn and solemn, revealing the dead silence from the people inside, which made her extremely unbearable. "Grandma, why would she be, Miss?"

"Evil debts, every qiē is a debt of sin. Mrs. Lan staggered on the crested cane, sighed and shook her head. "It's the old body's fault, if it weren't for the old body questioning and persecuting her, she wouldn't have killed herself and swallowed her bones. ”

The Bone Scatter is a demon cultivator, made by Meng Sheng of Nanting, and the monks who take it will immediately turn into blood and water, and even the corpse will not be left.

My wife died...... How is it possible?!How is this possible!!Lan Qingruo's brain was buzzing, and her heart kept roaring. The eldest lady of the Lan family is gone, and neither is the master's wife.

Forgive her for what she thinks in her heart at this time is not the disappearance of life, but the loss of her future wife, the most important person in her heart, and Xiao Li has no mother.

"How could she be so stupid, if she really doesn't want to get married, the old body is fighting for the reputation of the Lan family for many years, and the old bones will also make decisions for her. Mrs. Lan's vicissitudes of life showed boundless loneliness on her cheeks, "Now that the old body can't explain to the Shen family, and can't face the ancestors of the Lan family, how can the old body have such a weak granddaughter?!"

Lan Qingruo saw the old man's sad and angry eyes, and couldn't bear it, so he hurriedly stepped forward and persuaded: "Grandma, you still have Ronghua." ”

"Rong Hua?" Mrs. Lan looked at Lan Qingruo in front of her in a cloudy manner, as if grasping the last straw. "Qingruo, you will protect Rong Hua, right?"

was grabbed by the strength of his hand, and held Mrs. Lan's wrist to comfort, "Yes, if you will." ”

"Qingruo, Qingruo is sorry. Mrs. Lan suddenly cried sadly, letting the old tears run rampant. "Qingruo, it's grandma who is sorry for you. ”

"Grandma didn't feel sorry for me, but saved my life many times. "Lan Qingruo is the most unbearable old man, crying heartbreakingly in front of him. These days, he eats the Lan family, lives in the Lan family, and even his own life is saved by the Lan family. Counting it, he owes it to the Lan family.

"No!" Mrs. Lan raised her head in a hurry, with a hoarse cry in her voice, "If Grandma hadn't protected you, you wouldn't have fallen into the weak water and almost died." ”

What does it mean? Lan Qing felt as if something was about to break through the ground, she fell into the weak water because Meng Zhong beat her into it, what does it have to do with Mrs. Lan. "Grandma?"

"Qingruo, grandma is now only left with you and Ronghua, and I can't lose any of you anymore. Mrs. Lan covered her forehead tremblingly, looked at the row in the corner with a sad face, begged and said in panic: "Back then, the Demon Domain failed to get the "Demon Strategy" from the Lan family, and he will definitely make a comeback one day." Qingruo, promise grandma to leave the Lan family and not come back. The grandmother has lost her son, daughter-in-law, and can no longer withstand any blows. ”

Aunt Yan didn't know when she was paying attention to the movement in the house, and when she heard Mrs. Lan's words, she rushed in and knelt on the ground, "Mrs. Tai, can't you be reluctant! If Miss Qingruo leaves, what will the Lan family give to Huaishan." ”

Aunt Yan stared at Lan Qingruo with torch eyes, and said sharply:

"Miss Qingruo, you are the blood of the Lan family, Rong Hua's own sister. You can't let the Lan family end up in a discredited position, even if the Lan family hasn't raised you all these years, you will always have the grace of childbirth. ”

"Shut up, Aunt Yan, shut up to the old man!" the old lady avoided the crutches fiercely, but she couldn't stop Aunt Yan from continuing. "The old body will never let Qing Ruo marry into the Shen family and be a widow, with such a tragic past as Linlang, how can Qing Ruo be insulted like this, life is better than death. ”

What the...... What do you mean. What kind of fertility grace, what kind of sister, what married into the Shen family to keep the widow. Now if Lan Qing didn't figure out the matter at all, he was even more confused by the two sad old men in front of him.

"Madam Tai, you also know! The Demon Domain will not give up, without the support of the Shen family, the Lan family will face a catastrophe. Aunt Yan knelt on the ground excitedly and prostrate at the feet of Mrs. Lan. "The head of the family is still so young, how can you be willing to let her bear such huge pressure at such a young age, Mrs. Tai. Miss Linlang's fragrance has been lost, and now it should be the time for Miss Qingruo to return to the throne, how can you be so disregarded about the overall situation, Mrs. Tai. ”

"Don't say any more, don't hear it, don't you hear it!" Mrs. Lan's crutches hit Aunt Yan hard, and if her hands were weak, the crutches fell to the ground after two strokes, making a sound of Kuangta. "Qing Ruo has nothing to do with the Lan family! The Lan family is just kind to take her in, she is not the Lan family. ”

"Madam Tai! Who can cross the weak water without being hurt, who can have the power of blood traction with the people of the Lan clan. Miss Qingruo is the eldest lady who was beaten into weak water by the devil back then, why should you deceive yourself!" Aunt Yan kowtowed several times in a row, and cried out sadly: "Why did you know that Miss Linlang took care of the overall situation, and if you were Miss Qingruo, you would not want to do it! After speaking, he kowtowed respectfully to Lan Qingruo, and his heavy voice made people feel compassionate. "Miss Qingruo, the old slave begs you to agree!"

"Promise what?" A subtle voice came out of Lan Qingruo's mouth, staring at the person on the ground in shock. What they just said, they seemed to understand, but they didn't seem to understand.