Xie Zhaolin unfortunately guessed correctly, the old man Yueqing meant to let her go alone. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Originally, the Xuanyang faction was not a good place to enter, but now looking at the face of the Xie family, more precisely, the face of the late old lady Xie, has already let in one, and now I want to enter another one, don't you have to inch in?

Taking a step back, even if the master and servant are both gone, then Hongqing can take care of Xie Zhaolin at most, and it is absolutely impossible to serve like Xie in the mansion.

If Xie Zhaolin can't even take care of herself, then she will definitely not be able to pass the later passes, and even if she has a noble status, she will not be able to violate the mandate of heaven.

Besides, some of his Xuanyang faction are people with noble status, and there are more people with noble status who want to squeeze in, but the rules of the Xuanyang faction have never been broken because of these people, and this time, of course, it is impossible.

Let's say that although the old man's mind has changed so many times, there has been no change on his face, and the explanation to Xie Zhaolin is only that sentence: "There is no master and servant in the Xuanyang faction."

Xie Zhaolin also understood that it was fruitless to lead people, so she could only sigh helplessly, took the package from Hongqing's hand, and saw Hongqing looking at her with tears in her eyes, she couldn't help but laugh, it's not like it's gone forever, what is this going to do?

However, Hongqing has been used to accompanying her since she was a child, and this appearance is understandable. Xie Zhaolin thought about it, then tried to stand on tiptoe and patted her head to comfort her, and the appearance of a little adult made several people around him a little stunned.

After laboriously patting Hongqing's head, Xie Zhaolin said goodbye to Master Xie again, and climbed into the carriage with a little difficulty with the package, and saw that she was sitting firmly, and the old man Yueqing put down the curtain of the car, rode the horse in front, and acted as a coachman.

Perhaps it was really inconvenient for people to know, but the old man Yueqing didn't make any sound, only shook the reins slightly, and the horse walked up slowly, and several people didn't speak, and for a while only the sound of the horse's hooves dispersed.

What is the view from the carriage outside? Will they still be watching themselves?

Xie Zhaolin finally couldn't hold back, lifted the curtain, poked her head out and looked back, three figures came into her eyes, in addition to her father, Hongqing, there was also one more person who stood upright.

Is that... Aunt! Xie Zhaolin's eyes widened suddenly, as if it was an accident, but more of a surprise, she opened her mouth slightly, as if she was about to shout.

She did want to shout, but as if she knew what she was going to do, the aunt waved her hand and then nodded to her. In this way, Xie Zhaolin looked until he couldn't see the figure, so he slowly sat back, hugged the package and sighed.

"Little girl, is this worried? Let me remind you first, you won't be able to come back for three or five years~~" The tone of the old man Yue Qing sounded quite happy.

What the? Three or five years! Xie Zhaolin was taken aback, three or five years is enough to change the appearance of her seven-year-old girl, and it can also change many things, she doesn't know what will happen to everything in the family when she goes back, and whether the people in the family will treat her like before.

"Alright, don't think about it. You should have gone to bed by this time, right? It will take at least half a month to go to the Xuanyang Sect, so it's better to rest a little more as soon as possible. The old man Yue Qing floated again.

It's also said that after a busy day today, she was also ready to rest, but she was called up to rush overnight, and she didn't feel it just now, but now her whole body is a little soft, and her eyelids are getting heavier and heavier.

Let's sleep, ask tomorrow if there is anything, and think about it tomorrow. In the regular ups and downs of the carriage, Xie Zhaolin fell asleep...

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The sound of opening the door "squeak" made Mrs. Xie wake up from her dream suddenly.

Who is it? Her heart was beating wildly because she suddenly woke up, and she reached out to the side and touched it, it was empty, Master Xie was not there, obviously he had not come back.

So will it be Master Xie who will open the door? No, if the master comes back late, the movements will be very light. Then it won't be a master! Mrs. Xie slowly touched her hand to the porcelain pillow, ready to deal a fatal blow to this uninvited guest.

"Whelan." The candle flame was lit, reflecting the tired face of Master Xie.

"Master, you're back, I thought you..." I thought you went to Aunt Liu again, Mrs. Xie didn't finish her words, she stopped grabbing the porcelain pillow, and hurriedly got up to serve Master Xie to wash.

Seeing this, Master Xie didn't stop her, but said, "Move faster, Zhaolin is gone, you have to arrange it quickly."

Mrs. Xie's clothed hand paused, and asked puzzledly, "Has Zhaolin already left with the head of Yueqing?" Why are you in such a hurry, ah, Yilin should cry again tomorrow, saying that her sister won't say goodbye to her. ”

"Yes, so you must comfort her tomorrow." Seeing that Mrs. Xie had cleaned up, Master Xie walked straight out, walked a few steps, and then turned around and told her to only bring the close-fitting ring, forsythia.

Although Mrs. Xie had doubts about such an arrangement, she didn't ask much, anyway, she was not a person who was used to being embraced.

However, when she saw a coffin parked in the side hall and a few people who were decorating the mourning hall, she couldn't help it anymore: "Master, this is..."

"Didn't you say that? Zhao Lin left, she had a sudden illness at night, and even the head of Yue Qing couldn't do anything. Master Xie's tone seemed to be quite sad.

Is that what it means to be gone? What about the head of Yueqing? Why not there? Mrs. Xie faintly felt that something was wrong.

"The head of Yueqing failed to save Zhaolin, probably because he was very ashamed, and there was another emergency, so he didn't stay." Master Xie began to talk serious nonsense.

Is it? But there was still something wrong, but since the master said so, she couldn't ask in front of people, so she had to give up. After making up his mind, he instructed his subordinates to arrange the mourning hall.

So in the early morning of the second day, the news that Miss Xie Jiasan suddenly fell ill and died at night spread like wings, walking on the street, and people everywhere were talking about it.

"Hey, hey, have you heard? Miss Xie San went last night!" A man selling steamed buns said to his old patron.

"Which Miss Xie San?" The guest couldn't wait to take a bite of the steaming bun and said vaguely.

"Which one else can it be, the Xie family who has eight jinshi and two champions!"

"Oh, that Xie family! Isn't this normal, I heard that Miss Xie San is not in good health and is a sick man. The man took a sip of soy milk, swallowed the food in his mouth hard, and said with a sigh.

Compared with the pure idle talk of the men, the conversation of the women is more sympathetic.

"Ah, that little girl I've seen before, it's really thin, but it's not so much—" A woman in a green cloth shirt first recounted in a rather proud tone that she had seen Miss Xie San's "glorious deeds", and then took a sharp turn to express her sympathy.

"Yes, so don't just envy the rich, then you have to have a life to enjoy happiness, right? I think that, it's good for little people like us!" Another woman answered.

"Yes! yes!" Several people around echoed it, and the topic was finally diverted.