Qianhongying's throat tightened, and she swallowed hard, "Xiaoying, don't get excited, the matter has not reached the point of no return." ”

Xun Fangli held his forehead.

Surabaya sighed slightly.

I don't know who the person who was excited just now was.

A vague fragrance gradually wafted in.

The phantom's nose moved slightly, the solemnity in her eyes subsided considerably, and she happily walked towards the door.

"Sister!"

She suddenly threw herself into Wan Zibing's arms, like a wronged kitten, rubbing hard in Wan Zibing's arms.

Wan Zibing had no choice but to scratch the phantom's nose, "Xiaoying, you are acting a little exaggerated, this is not like you." ”

The phantom raised her head, her eyes were full of tears, which startled Wan Zibing, this is not the phantom's usual painting style, she is a child who will not cry out if she receives a thousand knives.

"Xiaoying, don't scare my sister, what's going on?"

The phantom snorted embarrassedly and slowly withdrew from Wan Zibing's arms, "I just miss you, I'm worried about you." ”

Wan Zibing laughed dumbly.

The rest of the people also quickly rushed over, chattering around Wan Zibing's side.

"Sister, if you don't come back, I'll kill Baifu!"

"Sister, Red Shadow's face just now is terrifying!"

"Sister, we're really worried about you."

Wan Zibing looked at the faces surrounding her, and the jade pendant in her arms was like a thousand gold, "Sisters, I have something I want to discuss with you." ”

Thousand Red Shadow's gaze burned.

Xun Fangli's eyes flickered.

Surabaya Tear's fingers clenched.

The phantom was even more nervous.

"I probably won't be out of here for a while."

Everyone's faces eased suddenly, and Qian Hongying patted her chest, "Sister, you scared us to death, I thought you were going to drive us away, it doesn't matter where you stay, anyway, sister, where you go, I will be there." ”

Xun Fangli only had a petal left in his hand, "I have nowhere to go, and this is also a good choice." ”

Surabaya whispered, "As long as you still need me, sister, I will never leave." ”

There was only a phantom, firm eyes, like a persistence carved into the bone marrow, "Sister, you said that you wanted to find a quiet place to spend this life, why did you suddenly change your mind?" ”

Every time Wan Zibing saw the phantom, it seemed to recreate the scene of the year again, such a young child, holding a sword, kept retreating, and the phantom's parents tried their best to protect her, and she was surrounded by overlapping corpses.

It was a fierce battle, and only the victor survived to the end.

When Wan Zibing arrived, she only had time to hear her mother's intermittent last words, "This.... Girl... Looks... Eyebrows are clear... You must be a... Good... She'll forget all about it... Please take care of her......"

Wan Zibing nodded solemnly, and saw that the phantom's mother had fed her something, and when the phantom woke up again, there was no memory of the past.

"Sister?"

The phantom's crisp tone pulled the phantom back to reality, she looked at the phantom nervously, restrained her worries, and touched the phantom's hair with a smile, "You are the youngest, you have the most ideas, the business of Butterfly Feather Building is so good, of course Yu Niang refuses to let us go, and has increased our remuneration a lot, I think, we can leave later, and save some money, which can also make our lives better." ”

"That's it?"

"When did I lie to you?"

Phantom still felt a little awkward, her sister never disappeared for so long, she almost thought that she was going to lose her.

The phantom threw himself into Wan Zibing's arms again, and Wan Zibing patted the phantom's shoulder lovingly, "It's the same as when I was a child, so clingy." ”

Qianhongying's hearty laughter resounded throughout Butterfly Feather Building, "Sister, no matter what, as long as you're okay, we'll all be very happy." ”

Xun Fangli gradually approached Wan Zibing, the white gauze and her purple shirt were in pairs, which was also a unique scenery, "Sister, since you came back on time, will Dieyu Building still open as originally planned?" ”

Surabaya gently covered her mouth with her hand, "Lili, your personality is still so anxious, why don't you give your sister a little time to rest!" ”

Xun Fangli lowered her head a little embarrassed, casting a red shadow on her fair cheeks, which looked very beautiful.

Wan Zibing looked at the sisters who were with her, and gently hooked the corners of her lips, "Naturally, it is going to open, but we are not in a hurry, according to the notice, we will go out to play for a few days." ”

The phantom's melancholy was swept away, and his eyes flickered, "Sounds like my sister has a plan?" ”

Wan Zibing's fingers retracted to the sides of his body, his gaze was distant and complicated, "I heard that the scenery over there in the south of the Yangtze River is not bad, let's go over there for a turn." ”

The Phantom was happy like an elf, and spun around in place several times, her emotions contagious to the others, and everyone's face was filled with a relaxed smile.

......

Nanyang Palace.

Finally, the day of the funeral came.

The funeral of King Nanyang was very low-key.

Ouyang Xue couldn't fool herself anymore, her eyes were scarlet that couldn't be hidden, which was completely different from the happiness in the bazaar.

Ouyang Yi's mood was also solemn, and his beard seemed to be several years old, and he no longer looked handsome and handsome.

The two of them were dressed in vegetarian clothes and knelt down in front of the spiritual seat of King Nanyang.

No matter who came forward to worship, the brother and sister all looked like they were wooden, as if their souls had been withdrawn to another dimension.

There was no shortage of sighs around them.

Some people lament the untimely death of King Nanyang, some people question the strange death of King Nanyang, and some people gloat.

However, in front of the two brothers and sisters, everyone basically doesn't say anything bad.

Until the successive appearance of two people broke this balance.

Everyone's eyes were reflexively focused on these two people.

Today's court situation was originally a three-legged state, and as soon as King Nanyang died, the situation changed dramatically.

Sun Tuo, the prince of Dongyu, stepped on golden combat boots and walked into the mourning hall of King Nanyang with light steps.

He is nearly half a hundred years old, but his posture is still upright, born like Hong Zhong, and he does not see the slightest old state at all, he slowly walked in front of the two Ouyang Yi brothers and sisters, with a look of regret, "The festival mourns and changes, your father knows it, and he doesn't want to see you so sad." ”

He also seemed to shed a few tears of sadness.

Ouyang Yi will not forget that the previous kidnapping was Gongsun Tuo's handiwork, but he had no evidence, so he could only swallow this breath, his face was expressionless, and he couldn't see the joy and sadness of the answer, "Thank you King Dongyu for taking time out of his busy schedule to see my father for the last time." ”

Gongsun Tuo sighed and patted Ouyang Yi on the shoulder.

Ouyang Yi tried his best to hide his disgust, looked at Gongsun Tuo's back, and clenched his fingers into a fist.

As soon as he finished dealing with Gongsun Tuo, a sickly cough came over.

Beijing Wang Yu Wenhui was dressed in a white cloak, which made his face more and more pale, his slender fingers tightly pinched a white handkerchief, as if he would vomit blood at any time, and the attendants next to him were also carefully supporting him, as if if he was not careful, this sick prince would faint immediately.

He came to the front of Ouyang Yi's brother and sister, and coughed several times before he gasped slightly, "Xiao Yi, my body is really bad... Thanks to the king of Nanyang for helping me share part of the government affairs... Before I could thank him, something like this happened... Ahem, ahem... I will definitely do my best to help you investigate the real culprit and give the king of Nanyang justice. ”

Ouyang Yi's attitude still did not change at all, and he was not shaken by the words of King Beijing.

A sick and weak prince, with his broken body, can still occupy a decisive position in the court, such strength itself is a terrifying existence.

Ouyang Yi didn't want to get involved in the battle in the court, he had already thought about it, and he remained neutral just like when his father was alive.

"Thank you King Beijing for your concern, the emperor has mobilized manpower to track down the truth, and I believe that justice will be able to be obtained soon."

Ouyang Yi spoke without leaking, and with the help of the emperor's soft knife, he directly rejected King Beijing's thoughts.

Yu Wenhui's eyes flashed with a gleam, and quickly disappeared, he gently pinched the attendant's fingers, the attendant understood, and left with Yu Wenhui.

Batch after batch of people came over, as if each of them was a close friend of King Nanyang, leaving more or less crystal tears.

Ouyang Yi despised the hypocrisy of these people in his heart, and he still had a dead expression on the surface.

It wasn't until he saw that Ouyang Xue couldn't hold on anymore that he held her body in distress, "Xiaoxue, Xiaoxue, how are you?" ”

Ouyang Xue felt as if countless stars had appeared in front of her, but she was still gritting her teeth and insisting, "Brother, I'm fine, I can hold on." ”

Ouyang Yi secretly cursed the worshipping crowd, when his father was alive, he couldn't see how enthusiastic they were, everyone was dead, all of them had sincere faces, it was really disgusting.

"Xiaoxue, it's going to be over soon, you hold on."

Ouyang Yi is like a big mountain, it is Ouyang Xue's last natural barrier, she looked at her brother's concerned face, she gritted her teeth hard, as the daughter of the king of Nanyang, she must not be embarrassed at the funeral!

The appearance of a pair of master and servant lit up Ouyang Yi's eyes in an instant!

This is?

A round man cautiously accompanied a young man, whose expression was faint, neither the sad look on the faces of others, nor any superfluous expressions.

But his demeanor was solemn, and he looked like he was different from the fakeness of others.

He began to bend down to Ouyang Yi and salute.