These days, the most lively thing is the clan of the night family, and finally, on the third day. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Before dawn, Mo Xie took Ye Jingjing to Fengyue Pavilion, Qingge put on a fox fur cloak, hugged Ye Jingjing, and asked with a smile, "Why is Jingjing here?" ”

Mo Xie said: "She misses her mother"

The song pursed her lips.

When she was in the West China Sea, Qin Lan just took Zhang Yuerou's funeral, it was very simple, she didn't even go to Ye Jingjing, it was nothing more than digging a pit in the wilderness, putting people in, and then filling in the soil, and one person was gone.

Ye Qingtian never cared about this kind of thing, and he didn't say much.

Besides, Zhang Yuerou is just a concubine, and no matter how big the funeral ceremony is, it can only be like that.

"Sister, let's go see if my mother is okay......" Ye Jingjing buried her face in Qingge's shoulder socket, "I know that my mother is dead, Jingjing won't cry her nose, I just want to go to her grave to see if she is cold, in the past, my mother was most afraid of the cold, and her hands would freeze and crack in winter." ”

"Okay, I'll take you."

"I'll wait for you here." Ink Evil Dao.

The morning sun has not yet risen, the wind and snow have already subsided, the only carriage on the empty street looks a little lonely, the carriage is shaky, Ye Jingjing bows her head and does not speak, nor does she cry or make trouble, stubborn makes people feel distressed.

Qingge lifted the curtain and looked out, frowning unconsciously, "Isn't this road going to a mass grave?" ”

The groom was stunned for a moment, "Third Miss, Aunt Zhang's grave is next to the mass grave." ”

Qingge hugged Ye Jingjing tightly, she put down the bead curtain, and the only light shone on her face, cold and beautiful.

Qin Lan didn't even let go of the dead!

"Sister."

"Yes."

"I'm so sad."

Qingge was helpless and rubbed Ye Jingjing's head.

After a long time, the carriage arrived in front of a cemetery, Qingge hugged Ye Jingjing and lifted the curtain and walked down, what caught his eye was not so much a cemetery as a small hill piled up by wind and sand, there was only a woodcarved tablet in front of the grave, only the four words of Aunt Yejia were simply written, and even the name was not engraved.

Qingge doesn't understand, Zhang Yuerou has never done anything to hurt Qin Lan in the years she has been in the Ye family, and even her only daughter has no intention of stealing the limelight, killing people is not enough, Qin Lan still does this on a dead person, how much pleasure can she have?

Qingge put down Ye Jingjing, Ye Jingjing took a few steps forward, she looked at the four words on the tombstone with wide eyes, and then brushed the weeds off the tombstone, "Mother, when Jingjing grows up, Jingjing will take you home." ”

Bury you in a place where the seasons are like spring, where there is no cold and pain, only the singing of birds and the smell of flowers.

Ye Jingjing stroked the four words on the tombstone, she squatted aside, her pink hands supporting her face, a little cute, a little sad, "Mother, I want you to make peach blossom soup." ”

"No one is going to mend my clothes, no one is going to braid."

"Mother, are you cold?"

"Mother, I don't like Daddy, I hate him."

“……”

Qingge stood aside, looking at Ye Jingjing sitting among the weeds with a tombstone, and her heart was a little touched.

"Who!"

Qingge frowned, moved a few times to the bushes on the side, and a few footsteps sounded, and the person who suddenly appeared ran farther and farther, Qingge wanted to catch up, but after looking at Ye Jingjing, he had to give up.

In this wilderness, Qingge really can't figure out who will come here.

When the day was about to dawn, Ye Jingjing and Qingge returned to the night house,

Ye Jia, the room of the housemother, Ye Xue sat in front of the dresser, the girl's stunning appearance was reflected in the clear mirror, and Qin Lan stood behind to curl her hair.

"Xue'er, you are the pride of the Ye family, the graceful and luxurious princess of the Northern Moon Kingdom in the future, and you will even have a place in Falling Flower City."

Qin Lan said slowly, with pride and pride between the lines, "Even if she is a refiner at night, she is not a waste, she can't be compared to you." ”

Ye Xue hooked her lips, "Mother, don't worry, today I will let her know the price of being presumptuous in front of me." ”

"Remember to spare her life." Qin Lan said: "You are a young lady of the lineage, you can't be too cruel." ”

"Got it."

Ye Xue smiled, Qin Lan nodded with satisfaction, and as soon as the topic changed, they talked about something else, "Your father asked me to solve Ye Jingjing." ”

"Night Jingjing?" Ye Xue's face was slightly cold: "It's good to eat things inside and outside, it's okay to solve it." ”

"How about you just take care of this matter?" Qin Lan said with a smile.

Yexue raised an eyebrow, "Whatever I do?" ”

"It's all right!"

Yexue turned her head to look out the window, her hands in her sleeves clenched a little, and a trace of viciousness spread towards her limbs......

Fengyue Pavilion, when Qingge and Ye Jingjing went back, Mo Xie was letting Ye Qi City play a little song, and Qing Ge looked at Mo Xie squinting his eyes and enjoying it extremely much, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

This girl's ......

At the end of the song, Nightfall opened its eyes and frowned.

"But what's wrong?" Qingge asked.

When the night falls into the city and plays the Fuxi qin, you can sense the changes of everything around you.

At first, Mo Xie was surprised when he found out about this.

Ye Chengcheng got up, nodded, and said: "I just saw Ye Xue and the young master of the Ye family, Ye Wuxian bumped into each other, and when they passed by, Ye Wuxian intentionally or unintentionally said to the minions behind him about the Xiaoxiang Pavilion. ”

"Xiaoxiang Pavilion." When these three words are mentioned, the ink evil is full of spring.

"Brother Mo, what is the Xiaoxiang Pavilion?" Ye Jingjing asked puzzled.

Mo Xie grinned and said, "That's the place of the wind and snow, Xiao Jingjing doesn't need to know." He turned his head to look at Night Fall and said, "Night Without a Trace is a normal man, and it is normal to discuss this matter." ”

Nightfall lowered his head, lowered his eyes, and frowned, "It's really normal." But she just thought it was weird.

Singing and meditating, I can't figure out what's abnormal.

The three of them couldn't figure it out, so they put it aside in advance.

When Qingge and the others went to the martial arts training ground, everyone had already arrived.

The battle was still fought by drawing lots, and this time, the participants did not have to wait in the enclosed space behind the stone platform, but could just sit in their seats.

Qingge sat next to Ye Qingtian and Beihuang, and Ye Jingjing was hugged by Mo Xie.

On the back side, Yun Juan seemed to be calming Ye Xue's emotions, and said, "Xue'er, don't worry, you are definitely the number one in the clan, this is an undoubted thing." ”

"When the time comes, let's go to Falling Flower City, but don't forget the two of us." Xiao Shui'er said with a smile.

"It's nature." As she spoke, Ye Xue's gaze stayed on the light song in front of her, sharp and sharp.

"The strength of the night light song seems to be ......"

Xiao Shui'er wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Yun Wan, "Strength? In front of Xue'er, it's just a clown jumping off the beam, and the three-legged cat kung fu can also be brought to the table? She saw Ye Xue's face turn dark, so she glared at Xiao Shui'er with extreme displeasure.

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