"Madam, this child is not less painful than us, Ah Xue is gone, and the country is about to break, let's not drag Yanran down anymore." Master Helan hugged his wife into his arms.

"It's time for us to go to our son, he'll be lonely alone." Mrs. Helan nodded, and warm tears wet the clothes on Master Helan's chest.

They had the last meal with Song Yanran, and when Song Yanran came to see them in the morning, she found that they had already left, and their bodies were cold.

"Dad, mother." Song Yanran couldn't cry anymore, and the successive blows were really too big for her.

Song Yanran made the funeral of the second elder very grand, so she sold the family property, divided them all to those servants and family members, and dismissed the Helan family. Song Yanran held Song Zhiguo's ashes and returned to the place where she was born. She knew that Song Zhiguo strongly requested cremation before he died, just to return here, after all, his homeland is difficult to leave. He didn't say it so as not to burden himself.

Song Yanran buried Song Zhiguo's ashes with her mother. "I'm sorry daddy, my daughter is not filial, and it took so many years for you to reunite." Song Yanran knelt in front of the grave for a while.

Song Yanran returned to the Yuxi River at the foot of the mountain, recalling that she hadn't been here for ten years. Ten years later, the river did not dry up, the trees did not die, but the Iraqi people never came back. The river is still flowing, the trees are still growing, and Song Yanran at this moment is no longer as delicate as she was before. Since then, lovesickness has turned into tears. By the Yuxi River, under the willows, the scenery was short. Song Yanran sat leaning against the tree, and the blood on her wrist moistened everything. There is no self without you in this world.

Ji Ruxi put down the pen in his hand, and today's task is completed. Seeing Qing Cang leisurely teasing the birds there, Ji Ruxi was angry and didn't fight anywhere. Lei Jiao has already returned to the East China Sea. There were only two of them left, and it was really stuffy in the sky. As soon as Ji Ruxi approached, the bird fluttered its wings and chirped.

"Don't come here, you're bad, you're bad." Then flew away from Ji Ruxi.

"Who do you say? Believe it or not, I'm going to pluck all your bird feathers and see how you go out to meet people. Ji Ruxi gestured, and the bird hung its head in frustration. It looked at its bare tail and couldn't help but touch a handful of tears. The three colorful feathers on his tail were plucked off by Ji Ruxi. It had no doubts about what Ji Ruxi said. It has a nice name called Phoenix Chick.

"Why are you so angry with it?" Qing Cang asked gently, looking at the male host's appearance, Feng Xiao was very worried about her future.

"I'm tired from work. I think Lei Jiao has a lot of talent to be the Heavenly Monarch. When he gets back to his original state, let's leave here and go to the world to play, it's really boring. Ji Ruxi nestled in Qingcang's arms, planning her future.

"Okay. As long as you like. Qing Cang smiled dotingly.

"Okay. Okay, take me with you, master. ”

The phoenix chick flew over, flapping her wings excitedly.

"What's the matter with you? While going cool. Ji Ruxi said angrily, she couldn't forget that her favorite ice flower was pecked a hole by this stupid bird.

Feng Xiao lowered her head listlessly and looked at Qing Cang pitifully. But Qing Cang didn't even look at it. Encountering such a master, Feng Xiao was very sad in her heart. It secretly packed up its baggage and wanted to run away from home.

"This stupid bird wants to run away from home again." Qing Cang deeply mourned for Feng Xiao in his heart. It ran away for the first time. It's because Ji Ruxi plucked three tail hairs. It didn't even fly out of the South Heavenly Gate before it was intercepted back. Feng Xiao prepared a lot of food for herself, and was punished by Ji Ruxi to eat it all at once. As a result, I couldn't fly for two days.

"Well, I really don't know how to remember for a long time." Ji Ruxi smiled evilly, poor Feng Xiao was afraid that she would suffer again.

Ji Ruxi continued to live a leisurely life in the heavenly court, this time the country is called Lingyin Country, it is a country where men and women are equal, women can also be officials and emperors, Ji Ruxi can't help but be curious. She didn't immediately start writing anything, but took out the Kunlun mirror to look at what was happening now.

In June, there was a man hanging above the city gate, dressed in red and covered in blood, who was dead at this moment. Is even the heavens mourning for him? Ji Ruxi is more interested in watching it, just look at the life of this man in red. After Ji Ruxi finished casting the spell, a picture immediately appeared on the Kunlun mirror, and Qing Cang also sat next to Ji Ruxi and watched.

No, the man in red who was hung on the city gate turned out to be a woman.

"Princess, don't run, princess, don't run." Four handmaid-like men chased after the woman flying a kite in front of her. The woman who was called the princess was dressed in a blue emerald cigarette shirt, a pleated skirt with scattered flowers and mist and green grass, and a light blue emerald water thin veil. Fold the waist to micro-step, showing the wrist in the light yarn. The eyes are full of spring water and clear waves, and a hollow golden hairpin is obliquely inserted in the bun on the head, decorated with a little purple jade, and the tassel is sprinkled on the green silk. The fragrant jade is tender and delicate, and the fingers are like cutting the root of the onion, such as containing Zhu Dan, and the smile is moving. The face of the spring water is like clotted fat, the white jasmine smoke is soft, the white mopping smoke cage plum blossom water skirt, the body is soft smoke, and it is really a bit of a powdery and crispy and delicate taste.

She had a kite string in her hand, a carp-shaped kite, which had been flown high and high by her. The woman paused, took a few breaths, and looked at the tall kite for a moment's thought.

"Princess, I can catch up with you, or the slaves and maids will be scolded again." The leading maidservant said, her name is Murong Lingluo, and she is the youngest daughter of Murong Xinyao, the empress of Lingyin Kingdom. Murong Lingluo broke the kite string in his hand and watched it fly out of his field of vision.

"Princess, why did you let it fly away?" Qiu Ju asked puzzled.

"Since I can't go to the outside world, let it go and see it for me, so that it will be free." Murong Lingluo said, she felt like a canary in captivity in this glass palace, seemingly beautiful, but she could only live in a cage.

Murong Lingluo has three older brothers and two older sisters. None of them belong to the same father. A mother can have many husbands if she is an empress, just as a grandfather can have many wives when she is a male empress. Murong Xinyao was the daughter of her grandfather's most talented, so she took over his throne and governed the Lingyin Kingdom.

Among Murong Xinyao's children, this throne will not be Murong Lingluo's turn no matter what, she will only play around all day long, and she doesn't like those things at all. (To be continued......)