Three days later, Dongxiang Hou looked at the letter on the table and frowned deeply, sighed, Su Yansheng was just about to go out, and saw that his father in the lobby should go to ask for peace, and when he walked up to the lobby, he saw his father's sad face, and accidentally glanced at the letter above, but he didn't see anything.

"The boy greets his father."

Dongxiang Hou didn't say anything, waved his hand to signal Su Yansheng to get up, Su Yansheng felt that this matter was very big, as a man in the house, he felt that he needed to ask.

"Father, is something wrong?" Su Yansheng pondered it for a while, but still asked.

Dongxiang Hou looked up and saw Su Yansheng's worried face, and sighed, he didn't know whether to tell Su Yansheng about this, Su Yansheng seemed to see his worry.

"Father, the child is not young now, and there are some things that you can say is okay."

When Dongxiang Hou heard this, he looked at Su Yansheng's pretending to be an old man, couldn't cry or laugh, and waved his hand to signal Su Yansheng to come over.

Su Yansheng was not very old after all, and when he walked over, he was helplessly touched by Dongxiang Hou, he didn't resist, just kept looking at the letter on the table.

Of course, Dongxiang Hou also noticed: "If you want to see it, just pick it up and watch it." ”

Su Yansheng couldn't hide her excitement, but she still glanced at Dongxiang Hou uncertainly, and saw Dongxiang Hou nodding towards him before picking up the envelope on the table.

When I opened it, I saw Dongxiang Hou Qinqi.

Presumably, Your Excellency must be no stranger to Xuanwu Gate, nor is you unfamiliar with Suling Mausoleum.

I'll give you a two-day deadline, and after two days, Tai'an Flower and Grass Pavilion will come to see me with your Xuanqi Dafa.

Otherwise, it will be difficult to say the life of your daughter.

Holding a piece of jade pendant that Su Lingling was wearing closely, Su Yansheng panicked after reading the letter, grabbed his father's arm and shook it: "Father, what are you hesitating about, don't go to save my sister!" ”

Dongxiang Hou pushed away Su Yansheng, who had lost his mind, stood up from the bench, and walked back and forth in the lobby, looking at his face as if he was more than ten years old.

"It's not like I don't want to save it!"

Su Yansheng calmed down for a moment, saw his father's appearance, and knew that he also had something unspeakable, he was not stupid, and he knew what it was when he thought about it.

"Is that Xuanqi Dafa missing?"

Dongxiang Hou nodded helplessly.

Flower Pavilion.

Su Lingling was lying on the bed, his lips were pale, he had changed, he had really no heart, but she couldn't be so heartless like him.

The door was pushed open with a 'squeak', and light came in, but Su Lingling didn't want to look back at all, and put on the mask that exuded cold air.

Qing Xuan looked at the motionless person on the bed and smiled mockingly.

"It seems that you don't know, and your father is not going to save you."

When Su Lingling heard this, his hand twitched, but he didn't have any other reaction.

Her heart hurt for a while, if that person didn't save her, she had expected it, after all, he hadn't known each other for a few days, and he didn't have to risk her, but if his father didn't save him.

At this moment, a mask suddenly appeared in front of her, and something caught her chin and met a pair of vicious eyes.

"See, is this the life you gave up on me?"

The hatred in his words Su Lingling didn't hear it, frowned, and stared at him.

"No one gives up on whom." The voice was indifferent and detached, which pierced Qing Xuan's heart even more.

Gritting his teeth, his eyes were blood-red, and Su Lingling's chin was pinched out.

Su Lingling closed his eyes and no longer looked at his eyes full of hatred.

He didn't know that she would rather be abandoned at that time by her.

Qing Xuan let go of Su Lingling and turned around and walked to the table, pouring water for himself, for so many years, he was used to drinking water when he was not calm and was about to lose his mind.

"Looks like you're of little value to me."

In a light sentence, Su Lingling's sarcastic hook lips, when did she ever have value.

For a long time, the night was coming, and I heard his voice, faint, with loneliness, so that Su Lingling had to look over, and saw that his mask was covered with a layer of light by the darkness.

"I really don't know, should I kill you or let you go."

Su Lingling didn't answer him, and she didn't have an answer in her heart, this world is so dirty, after she has experienced the flavors of life, she lives just to live, she is so indifferent and alienated from everyone, with a cold mask, whether she is afraid of harm, or she has long been insensitive, she no longer knows.

Thinking of the time when they left the house together, she was innocent, and she would always be unbearable when she saw the beggars, and begged him to go down and give the beggars a silver tael, so that they could solve the problem of food and clothing.

But when she grew up, losing him, she began to know that those beggars are not worthy of charity, they have legs and feet, they don't work, but they beg along the way, they have their own organization, and that organization is an organization that is lazy and lazy.

Turning to look at him, it was a long time ago, such a trivial matter, I didn't think she could remember it for so long.

Her throat was dry, she couldn't make a sound, her eyes were a little blurry, and she saw a girl in a trance holding the arm of a boy who loved to pretend to be an old boy, and shouted: "Brother, brother, help them." ”

From the pity for the weak at the beginning, to the pity for the strong today.

At this time, the person at the table just turned around and caught the loss that she didn't have time to hide.

Seeing her misty eyes, her heart tightened, the darkness at the moment was so quiet, Su Lingling thought that this darkness buried everything, because it buried her innocence.

"All these years, are you okay?" After a long time, he finally found his voice, Qing Xuan's voice was a little hoarse, and he felt that he was stupid.

Really, with such a father, she has been so likely to live well all these years.

Su Lingling didn't say anything, just hooked up a smile and looked at Qing Xuan.

For many years, they have come over with each other in sympathy, snuggling up to each other in the dark.

At this moment, time seems to be frozen in the eyes of two people, and at the same time the vulnerability and helplessness revealed.

Dongxiang Hou lay on the bed and couldn't sleep, tossing and turning, and finally woke up Qiu Jizhen next to him, Qiu Jizhen got up and frowned and looked at Dongxiang Hou, not knowing what was wrong with him.

"Husband, it's so late, is there something on your mind?"

Dongxiang Hou turned his head and saw Qiu Jizhen frowning, looking at him with a pitiful look, his eyes were watery, and for a moment he seemed to have returned to the time before, and when he saw that and that her, he not only hugged her.

"Yu'er~Yu'er~" said with tears in his eyes, Qiu Jizhen was so stiff in his arms, after so many years, he still hasn't forgotten.

Then she heard something that made her even more incredible.

"Yu'er, what should I do, I have already given up on our son once, should I even give up my daughter this time!"

Qiu Jizhen, stunned, when he met him, didn't he only have this one daughter.

Why did a son suddenly come out, forcibly calm his mind, reach out and stroke his back, soothing a man like a child, wanting to know more from his mouth.

Dongxiang Hou's mind at the moment is also a little unconscious, he really held back for too long, this secret has never been told to others, at this moment he lost his mind, just want to find someone to listen to him, and he mistakenly took Qiu Jizhen as his former deceased wife.

"I've sent them away according to your wishes, but that old lady, who knows that she is thinking about my secret book, this secret book is more important than my life, how can I give it to her, Yu'er, Yu'er." The voice shouted.

Qiu Jizhen stroked his back and comforted him: "Good girl, I don't blame you, I don't blame you." ”

She knew that Dongxiang Hou had drunk a little wine before going to bed, and now it could be a nightmare, or it could be alcoholic.

"Yu'er, I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for you, I let them take away our son, but I kept my daughter, but, but, but, now..." Dongxiang Hou suddenly became extremely flustered and pushed away Qiu Jizhen's eyes and looked at Qiu Jizhen.

Qiu Jizhen was stared at by him for a while, but he didn't catch any traces of sobriety in his eyes, so he was relieved.

At this moment, I vaguely saw tears in Dongxianghou's eyes by the moonlight, but he refused to fall.

Qiu Jizhen sighed deeply, he had never seen this man so vulnerable.

"But now, there are other people who want this thing, I don't know if I should exchange it for Lingling's life."

When Qiu Jizhen heard this, a touch of cruelty flashed in his eyes, and a sneer bloomed on his lips.

"Good, Su Lang, Lingling is not that important, for your great affairs, our mother and daughter can fulfill you."

"Really?" Dongxiang Hou was a little incredulous, and looked up at Qiu Jizhen.

Akira nodded with great certainty.

The thing in Dongxianghou's eyes revealed: "Yu'er, the more you say this, the more I feel wronged by them." I've lost a Xuan'er, and I can't afford to lose another mausoleum. ”

Qiu Jizhen frowned when he heard this, he didn't expect to say that this was counterproductive, and just as he wanted to continue to say something, he felt a sinking in his arms, and that person had fainted.

Sigh and put him on the bed.

Never mind. Thinking about a Su Lingling Tomb can't make any big waves.

The night had just begun, Qi Fengqi and Sun Xian's injuries had already healed, Qi Fengqi thought about it and thought about it, but still felt that Ah Ci should not stay in this kind of place, so he turned out his savings for many years at home and brought it to the gate of Yihong Courtyard.

Looking at the warbler Yanyan at the door, one by one, the smell of gouache was overwhelming, at this time, a face with several layers of powder twisted his waist and came to Qi Fengqi, and looked Qi Fengqi up and down.

"Little brother, are you here to find someone?"

As he spoke, he threw a wink at Qi Fengqi, and Qi Fengqi nodded awkwardly.

"Do you know what the girl's name is?"

"Ah porcelain!" Qi Fengqi replied without hesitation.

That person made the old bustard, and frowned when he heard Qi Fengqi's answer, didn't Ah Ci follow a prostitute, why did he hook up with a little brother so quickly?

It seems that there is a lot of net worth.