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"Actually, there are really a lot of women who have pursued Qingmiao for so many years, but who can really enter his heart? Mother, according to the son...... Right now, only this Zhao girl can arouse Qing Miao's sincerity, maybe ......"

Mama Luo suddenly looked up at her son.

"What do you mean, I understand for my mother...... However, it is better for this girl to leave as soon as possible! ”

The more Shangguan cares about Xiaorou, the more he cares about her, which makes it even more necessary to cut off the emotional sprouts of the two, otherwise it will become a trouble in the future!

"Mother......

"It's only bad for her to stay here," Luo Mu waved her hand, signaling Dong Ting not to plead anymore, Luo Mama stepped on the steps back to Xiyuan, turned around and left a message: "I'm afraid that one day she will drag the young master's hind legs, if she is unlucky, then the young master's efforts for so many years will be in vain!" ”

The young master of his own family has endured for many years, tempered for many years, and has gone through hardships over the years in order to get rid of Yun Yi, the enemy, Mama Luo knows how hard Shangguan Qingmiao's persistence has been over the years, and she must not give up because of a woman, not to mention that she is also the righteous daughter of the enemy.

Luo Dongting wanted to interject, but was gagged by Luo's mother first:

"When she recovers, remember to remind the young master," she thought for a moment and added: "If you don't say it, I will tell the young master in person, and if the lady entrusts him to me before leaving, I will have this responsibility!" Moreover, thinking about the love I brought him up since I was a child, I think the young master will also agree. Her words were firm and unequivocal.

……

Unconsciously, Shangguan actually walked to the northeast corner of Lingyun Palace, a separate courtyard.

This is a small courtyard with a two-storey attic, backed by mountains, the door faces the direction of Panlong Lake, the east is adjacent to the palace wall of Lingyun Palace about two zhang high, and other courtyards are separated by Yongdao trees, it can be said that it is a unique way, enjoying the tranquility of the top corner of Lingyun Palace.

Here, there is a very sad name - "delusional love".

Shangguan raised his head and stared, "Delusional lovesickness", how did he get here?

His steps carried with him his heart, he had never thought of coming here, and it could be said that he would have almost forgotten it in this corner if he hadn't taken a bad walk tonight.

But at that moment, somehow, he couldn't help but stand in front of the gate of this unique courtyard.

There were no palm lamps around the courtyard, and the silver-white moonlight sprinkled on the black gate, which contrasted with the fact that the gate was as black as the thick ink that could not be dissolved, and it was like a black hole with no end in sight, cold and miserable. This detached courtyard seems to have a powerful devouring force, leading you to explore how it consumes the changes of the four seasons, annihilating the prosperity and hustle and bustle around it, leaving you alone in dead silence.

The iron chains used to tie the door reminded him that this place had long been regarded as a forbidden place by him.

Yes, he forgot that he had ordered someone to tear down the original fence and replace it with an abrupt black lacquered gate, and added a lock to prevent anyone from approaching again, including himself.

The hand that was pushing the door was still glued to the door panel, the iron chain was not tightly attached, and he could vaguely see the corners of the stone statue in the courtyard along the crack in the door more than half a foot wide.

The moonlight hit the stone statue of white marble, and it was as white as the bones of a dead man!

The fingertips pressed back and forth along the edge of the chain of the locked door, although only the corner of the stone statue was seen, it also evoked the sad memory that Shangguan Qingmiao had sealed in his heart.

Piercing pain! Heart-wrenching wounds!

As soon as he let go of his hand, he suddenly slammed the door shut, and the big black door slammed.

Shangguan turned back, his cold face was frosty, his phoenix eyes changed color, and his whole body was wrapped in a complex feeling, his brows were deeply locked, his thin lips were pursed, and with this strange feeling, he left this long-lost sad place.

It's not so much about "leaving" as it is about "escaping"!

Every festive season, many people are destined to be unable to sleep tonight......

Thunder Hills

The group of people in Thunder Villa walked with one person, but when they came back, they were with a person: the dying Qing'er; Oh, the screaming Fang Ming and the depressed Yun Yi.

When the concierge saw this, he hurriedly made a wise response - please doctor! And to ask for the best doctor in Wolf State.

Seeing this, the lady in the door hurriedly stepped forward, and her slightly trembling voice revealed her nervous and panicked feelings, "This... What's going on? Sir, are you alright? ”

Are you alright?

Does this need to be asked?

Can't see what the master is like now?

Yun Yi didn't answer, he just let someone help him and send him back to the bedroom, because he didn't have the face to answer!

He specially chose to stage such a play on this full moon festival, wanting to add to Shangguan's blockage. When leaving, he swore an oath and threatened to give Lingyun Palace a good look today; When he came back, he was so sad that he still remembered how he had been teased and how he had been deflated.

How could he swallow that?!

I can't swallow it......

What to do? Then spit it out.

The moment when the servant just helped Yun Yi to the side of the bed, he only felt that his abdomen was difficult to resolve, his five internal organs were stirred, and a mouthful of turbid air rushed to his throat, carrying a trace of rusty saltiness. Yun Yi poked his throat and said a mouthful of blood, it was too late to swallow, "Poof! "A mouthful of spray on the pedal next to the bed.

The blood was mixed with the liquid and stretched long, along the corners of his tight lips, a drop slowly dripped at his feet along the drop, splashed on the top of his boots, this mouthful of blood came out, but frightened the subordinates who supported Yun Yi, and hurriedly shouted: "The master vomited blood!" ”

When he turned his head and shouted, the subordinate felt that Yun Yi, who was being supported, was crooked, and when he turned back, the person had already fallen unconscious