In Rong's mansion, the maids and girls all wore filial piety clothes, Rong Ling's father looked sad, how could people's lives be so fragile, even the plague survived, but they couldn't cross the hurdle of wind and cold. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info【Fengyun Novel Reading】

The old woman was sick with a heart disease, and when he woke up several times, he heard her talking in her dreams, saying that she would bear all the pain for her son.

Rong Ling's father stood beside the red coffin and sighed.

In front of the coffin, his son was supposed to bow down, but his son was sick and could only be replaced by his grandson.

"Old woman, if you have a spirit in the sky, bless our son and let him be safe, I don't know which immortal family our Rong family has offended, and let us live so unwell, if you really have a spirit in the sky, give me a dream."

The maids on both sides lowered their heads slightly, the old man was very good, he treated them kindly, and he would not punish them if they made mistakes, unlike the young master.

Although the young master looks smiling and is so gentle to everyone, as long as they get along for a long time, they will realize that in fact, the young master never takes them seriously in his heart, and tolerates them because he doesn't care.

"Master, the Hades King sent someone to send a funeral, this is a list, the old slave has already ordered someone to carry everything to the warehouse." He still thought that the relationship between the Hades King and the young master was not good, but now it seems that this is not the case at all.

The housekeeper handed the list to Rong Ling's father, and looking at the gilded list, Rong Ling's father's heart fell to the ground like a five-flavor bottle.

It's a good thing that the son is so promising, but the son's body, alas, doesn't know how long it will last.

Knowing that the Hades King did not come in person, Rong Ling and his father turned around and went to Rong Ling's room, he knew that the housekeeper was distressed about Ling Er, and he came to report to him about all things, not bothering Ling Er at all.

But the matter of the Hades King is not trivial, no matter how big or small, the person who is really in charge of the family is Ling Er, and Ling Er should be informed.

Wei An and Wen Xin in the City Lord's Mansion didn't understand Shangguan Ming's actions, Rong Ling's mother died, and he sent someone to give a gift, and it was in front of so many guests. Doesn't this clearly tell everyone that he has a good relationship with Rong Ling.

Hao'er didn't speak since she woke up, no matter how Wei An checked it, there was nothing wrong with Hao'er's body. But she just couldn't speak.

At that time, she was angry and wanted to go to Rong Ling to settle accounts, but it was Shangguan Ming who stopped her.

"What's wrong with you, did Rong Ling do something to you, didn't you hate him the most before, how could you give him a gift. Don't you wish he had nothing to do with you? "Now they gave the gift, Rong Ling is so thick-skinned, will he come up the slope and pester them.

Shangguan Ming listened to Wen Xin's words and continued to remain silent, he didn't know what to say.

Thinking of Rong Ling's pale face that day, he let go of Hao'er but was punished by the god of flowers, but he didn't say anything about it, these things were all guessed by himself.

Did they misunderstand him?

Seeing Shangguan Ming taking care of himself, a trace of annoyance flashed on Wen Xin's face, today is the first time he has been distracted. She couldn't even remember.

The atmosphere in the room became strange, everyone didn't speak, looking at Shangguan Ming who was out of a trance, and Wen Xin who was sulking on the side, they didn't know what to say.

Shangguan Ming's behavior was really strange, and they knew that he had seen Rong Ling, and they suspected in their hearts that it was Rong Ling who had done something to him that made him what he was like now.

Otherwise, how to explain his actions of always protecting Rong Ling and always speaking for him.

Shangguan Ming kept talking, Wen Xin's eyes were a little aggrieved, and he quickly lowered his head, stood up and left the room.

What grievances does she have. Isn't everything she brought on herself, marrying him, falling in love with him, and getting pregnant and giving birth to a child for him. These are all self-inflicted, where does she have a position of grievances.

Wen Xin seemed to be blocked in his heart, he couldn't go up, he couldn't go down, he was so horizontal in his heart that it made people feel uncomfortable.

Shangguan Ming looked up and saw Wen Xin's departing back, and a trace of doubt flashed between his eyebrows. What's going on? How did you go?

Wei An got up suddenly, walked up to Shangguan Ming, and glared at him angrily.

This made Shangguan Ming feel a little inexplicable, didn't he just give Rong Ling a gift, thank him for letting go of Hao'er, was he wrong, no, he was right.

Although he and Rong Ling are not friends, he has made a note of this favor, and there is nothing wrong with him giving gifts.

Looking at Shangguan Ming's puzzled eyes, Wei An's words that he wanted to reprimand were blocked in his throat, and he raised his sleeves and shook him fiercely, and a strong wind hit him in the face.

"Just do it, and one day you'll regret it."

I don't understand what Wei An said, but he won't regret it, Rong Ling saved Hao'er, if he did it all over again, he would still give a gift.

Seeing that Wei An was angry and leaving, Dark One and Ximen Leng all sat and looked at Shangguan Ming, Wen Xin's eyes were red just now, and they all saw it.

"Lord Wang, what are you?" Evil?

Hearing the voice, Shangguan Ming looked up at Dark One, and thought for a while before saying, "Maybe we all misunderstood Rong Ling, he is not as bad as we thought, wasn't Hao'er also a person from the Flower God in the first place." "Since Hao'er can get better, why can't Rong Ling, as the saying goes, isn't it often said that one more friend is better than one more enemy.

They looked at each other, what the hell is this?

They only care about Wen Xin now, who cares about Rong Ling.

"Forget it, let's go." Dark Yi shook his head, now the prince is only thinking about Rong Ling, and the whole person is like a demon, no matter how much they stay here to say, he can't hear what they say.

Shangguan looked at the back of the dark one and them leaving, and his two thick eyebrows furrowed slightly, why didn't he believe his feelings, why did he decide that Rong Ling was a bad person.

Even if he is really a heinous bad person, he has a chance to mend his ways, why don't you even give him a chance to mend his ways.

Wei An found Wen Xin, she was already sitting by the small lake with a calm face, leisurely feeding the fish food.

Looking at the smile on her face, Wei An felt uncomfortable in her heart, she was under so much pressure, and her anxiety was getting worse and worse, but she never let them worry about it, and she never showed a trace of unhappiness in front of everyone.

"Tired?"

Is it tiring to live like this, bury everything in your heart, and bear everything by yourself.

Wen Xin turned his head and smiled brightly at Wei An, isn't it normal for people to feel tired when they are alive, where are there people who are not tired.

"Not tired."

Although I think so in my heart, I say the opposite thing in my heart.

Wei An smiled at Wen Xin, tired or not, they all knew it in their hearts.

"Did Rong Ling do anything to Shangguan Ming, did he use any secret method, and I don't know what his ability is, do you think he has learned some secret methods from the Flower God, so that Shangguan Ming has changed his opinion of him."

If there is really such a secret method, then the god of flowers can not let the people of the world call him a god, and if he wants to do something, he only needs to give an order, and he doesn't have to do it himself.

Wen Xin listened to Wei An's words and fell silent, she didn't think that there was a secret way to control people's hearts in the world, at most, it would affect or amplify a certain emotion in her heart, even if she could control people, she shouldn't be able to control it if she wanted to. (To be continued.) )