"Childe, Childe, Lord Hai, it's Lord Hai who flew back!" Yu Qian looked at the black dot in the distance approaching, and if it was true, only his Hai Master could have such wings. www.biquge.info He put down the wooden brush in his hand and wiped the filth off his hand, but Lord Nahai was good, probably disgusted with the smell on his body, and he hovered in the air for a long time and refused to fall.

"What a ruthless thing!" he reluctantly took out a wrap of raw meat in his sleeve, and what he really couldn't afford to eat on his own was now dedicated to this guy. Lord Hai flew for a long time, probably smelling the long-lost smell of meat, and leaned over to his side, but at this time, he didn't care whether his owner smelled bad, and only cared about eating meat in a big gulp.

Yu Qian took out the letter from the small box at its feet, and the letter paper read, "Don't forget the birthday appointment, and I will definitely prepare a gift that Your Highness likes at that time." In addition, Haida people are used to eating green vegetables and radish, so don't feed it raw meat. He glanced at Lord Hai, who was eating happily on the side, but the corners of his mouth hooked, and then he showed the most sincere smile.

"What is Childe laughing at?" Fengchen was on the side, pulling the pig, and this picture made him laugh even more.

"No, nothing, it's just that we can't go on like this?"

"Childe is saying, we don't have to feed the pigs anymore? Childe thought of something?" Fengchen heard that he didn't need to continue raising pigs, and he almost stunned the piglets in his hand, who knew that Yuqian came to say this.

"The pigs still have to be fed, and they have to be able to afford to eat. Fengchen, you go to the place where the girl is studying. Send me that calligraphy and painting!"

"What Childe said was the one that the two children had to grab last time?"

"No, it's the folding fan I put on the bed, that gentleman sounds very fond of Wang Xizhi's calligraphy, and my real handwriting on it is Wang Xizhi. I'm also a love-cutter. Yu Qian shook his head regretfully, and then continued to turn around and clean the pig. That folding fan has been held in Yuqian's hand since he got it, and it can be regarded as a beloved thing, but now he has asked Fengchen to give it to an unknown gentleman, I really can't understand it.

What I can't understand is Yu Heng, who is the most proud now, he didn't sleep that day, and when he woke up, he found himself leaning on Luo Suer's shoulder, his whole body was weak, and he didn't know what wine he had drunk. Furthermore, Yangxian came to report, saying that the prince is now feeding pigs in a farmer's household, isn't this a dream, although the dignified prince of Yudu has a different identity now, but he will not do the work of feeding pigs.

"Yangxian, you are paying attention to the prince, and come back immediately as soon as there is any movement. ”

"Yes!" Yang Xian buried his head in a promise, "Your Highness, the last time you asked your subordinates to investigate, there are already results. ”

He suddenly became energetic, and his eyes sparkled and said, "Tell me quickly, what is the result?"

"The fire in the wooden house was indeed an accident, and it should have been caused by someone inside who accidentally knocked over the candlestick. And on that day, there were others who could prove that this matter had nothing to do with Niangniang. ”

His eyes darkened, and the fire was nothing more than an accident, and his gloom was not because he was wrong to blame Russell, but because it was just an accident. Does that mean that if he hadn't tied her up there that day, she wouldn't have had an accident, and everything seemed to be mixed with him all at once, making him breathless, he waved his hand slightly, "That's it, you go down first!"

Yang Xian stepped back, leaving him alone to sit on the ground, his trembling hands searching for something on the table, and then, he touched a wine glass and poured the wine glass into his mouth. The flowing movements, as well as the hands that never calmed down, couldn't stop the tears that slipped from the corners of their eyes.

He had no intention of doing anything at this time, he never thought that after Yan Song left, he would be so decadent, staying in the room all day long and drinking, and even sometimes just smiling at the willows outside the window.

"Your Highness, you can't drink anymore. Russell walked in at some point and took the wine glass in his hand, "No matter how sad it is, you must know that Suer will always be with you, always." She said as she lay into his cold arms, and then sniffed the faint scent of flowers on his chest to her heart's content, and she got it, she finally got it, what she had been wanting for ten years. At this moment, why couldn't she be happy when she looked at the lost Yu Heng, why could the dead man still be able to tie him down?

He didn't say anything, just took the glass and poured it into a glass of light wine, he couldn't get drunk, he couldn't get drunk, he wanted to get drunk and dream of death, but no one could help him realize such a simple wish. The more he drank, the more sober he became.

"Your Highness. Yang Xian walked in very nervously, watching Russell snuggle up in his arms and take a few steps back, "Your Highness, Your Royal Highness the Nine Emperor Princes are back." Do you want to invite him in?"

His hand holding the glass was leaning on his knee, and he raised it slightly, but his whimpering voice was still very obvious, "Let him in......" and then the hand drooped down again, and the wine in the glass spilled on the ground with a foul smell.

"You step down first......" Russell tugged at his sleeve.

"But ......"

"Now my words don't work?" his eyes suddenly flickered, and Russell immediately stood up and retreated. He breathed a sigh of relief, sat down on the ground, and continued to look at the willows outside the window.

When Yude came in, he was a little sleepy and fell asleep, and it is true that he had not closed his eyes for the past two days, and he drank wine, but he became more and more sober, which was a punishment for him. Yude coughed a few times before he slowly opened his eyes, looked at the blurred figure in front of him and said, "Ninth brother, are you ......here?"

Yude couldn't get used to seeing him so decadent, so he pulled him up from the ground, "Look at him! What kind of person are you now! Aren't you very powerful! Why did you end up like this now! You are talking!"

Yude's words made him start to get a little drunk, he tugged at the corners of Yude's clothes in a daze, his eyes were already red anymore, he shouted slightly, "Ninth Brother ......" kept just shouting these two words, he didn't say anything, but he kept holding back the tears in the corners of his eyes, and bit a deep mark on his fist.

Yude's heart finally softened and patted him on the back, is he now self-inflicted? He once persuaded him not to do such a dangerous thing, but as a result, he lost his most beloved when he got everything now. He didn't say anything to blame him, because Yude knew that there was nothing more sad than knowing that Yan Song died in his own hands.

"Ninth brother......" Yude listened to this voice accompanied by sobbing in his arms, he had never seen the second brother lose his temper like this, as if he wanted to take out his heart and lungs. He felt that he would never have such a time in his life, because he would always be more ruthless than his second brother.

"Second brother, I'm actually here today to quit. ”

"Where are you going?" Yu Qian tugged at his hand.

Yude still chose to turn his head and tore his hand away, "Go find my wife, I don't know if she's still alive." But no matter what, I'm going to find her. So second brother, let's say goodbye. ”

"How long are you going?"

"Time?" Yude sighed, "I don't know, until I find her, the ends of the earth, I am willing to wait." ”