In the early morning, the sky was bright and brilliant.

A few flashes of light came to a halt on the empty street. Draw a few graceful arcs......

Ran Xuexiao and Hua Wuji and the others stood in the breeze, their bright faces, they couldn't see any emotion clearly, and their indifferent lips were tightly pursed.

A few days ago, there was a news from Nangong Villa that someone had sent someone to pass on the news, saying that Nangong Qingren had woken up and asked them to return as soon as possible.

After wandering in the dark forest for a while, she never found any trace of the spirit fruit, she was happy to hear such a result, but why did she talk about the smoke but disappeared in Nangong Villa, and a fire burned the pear blossom forest she loved.

Listen to the man who sent the word to deliver the book.

Rumor: It was Xiao Bai who cured Nangong Qingjue. Took away the cigarette of talking.

Rumor: At the same time as the pear blossom forest was on fire, Xiaobai and Tan Shuyan disappeared at the same time, but Nangong Qingjue was lying in the main house safely.

Rumore: Xiaobai and Tan Shuyan have been in love with each other for a long time, and when Nangong was cured, the two of them wandered the world hand in hand.

But she didn't believe it, how much she loved Nangong Qing, how could she leave him.

Xiaobai has never been a strong man, in this tense situation, how could she leave her beloved husband?

Suddenly, the breeze blew with a hint of coolness, a white shadow fell from the sky, the person who came was slender, willow eyebrows and starry eyes, jade face and red lips, handsome as cold as Si, black as cold, lined with the skin on the face as white and clear as ice and snow, the posture of heaven and man was elegant and proud, and the body was full of that elegant and leisurely atmosphere.

Nangong stood quietly, cold white, as if he didn't eat fireworks in the world!

"Qingwan ......" His faint gaze fell on the woman in white.

A beautiful smile spread on the corner of Ran Xuexiao's mouth, looking at him quietly. Those delicate eyes sparkled with tears.

God forbid, he's fine.

"Xue Xiao, don't stand still, we still have two wounded." Hua Wuji looked at the two of them as if no one was around, and dissatisfaction crossed his bewitching face, he stepped forward and deliberately stood in front of Ran Xuexiao, blocking Nangong Qingjue's gaze.

"Qingwan, these two are you, and the four are your friends?" Nangong Qing's figure flashed, her tall and slender body fell beside her, and her gentle voice was as greasy as ever.

Hua Wuji rubbed her arms together, looking disgusted.

"Well, Huayin and her husband are a little injured, so it's good to take them in for a few days." In the past few days outside the Dark Forest, she has only dealt with the external injuries of Huayin and Duan Qingyan, and as for the internal injuries, she still needs to recuperate for a while.

Nangong Qing's cold gaze looked at the few people standing behind her, and the next moment, he smiled. "Qingwan's friend is a friend of Nangong Villa, which is naturally good."

"Then let's go." Ran Xue smiled and turned her head and nodded to the few people behind her.

With a tap of your toes, you leap towards the sky.

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Quiet late night.

In a quiet room, the candlelight was dim, the beautifully carved orchids bloomed bewitchingly on the deep rosewood pillars, the blue gauze curtains rippled in the night breeze, the golden incense burner burned sandalwood, and the faint incense filled the side.

On the inlaid jade wood bed, Huayin carefully covered the futon for the man on the bed, and then walked to the outer hall.

"Huayin, come and sit." Ran Xue smiled and poured her a cup of hot tea.

She quietly closed the door, walked over lightly, and sat down.

"How's he doing?" Ran Xuexiao raised the tea and took a sip, her eyes swept towards the inner room.

"Qing Mad suffered a very serious internal injury in the Dark Forest, and it takes a while to recuperate, and it is not a big problem." Hua Yin lowered his voice and spoke to her.

Ran Xue smiled and nodded, and leaned closer to her. Whispered in a very light volume. "What do you think now?"

He already thought that the child was dead, so don't mention it, just treat the child as if he was really dead. After Qing Mania's injury was healed, he and I went back to the city of surrender, looking for an opportunity to get out in the future. When Huayin thought that she was pregnant in October and didn't hold his child properly, there was a heart-wrenching pain in her heart.

"I'm going to pay attention, I don't know if you're going to try." Ran Xue smiled, and the corners of her mouth slightly hooked up a smile.

Huayin's eyes lit up, and he listened carefully to the following.

"Take advantage of his weakness now, seal his skills, let this man get along with the child for a while, if he can't arouse his father's love, then the child doesn't need to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors." She winked at Huayin.

"Will this work?" Huayin's eyes flickered hesitantly.

Qing Mad is eager to kill all the descendants with the same blood as him, the previous concubines of the Duan family can't escape, he originally wanted to kill the child, how could he coexist peacefully with the child.

"Once people have feelings, there are some things that they can't do. If you didn't have love for Duan Qingma, and he acted like this, why didn't you kill him early to prevent future troubles. Ran Xue smiled and patted her on the shoulder.

Now this is the only way, the child is still in the hands of Feng Xie, she is convinced that no one can hurt the child, but that's it?

If she is willing, she is also free.

"I'm ......," Hua Yin looked at the door of the inner room.

Lying inside was the man she loved dearly, but he was bent on killing their children, and she really wanted to be hurt herself rather than have an accident with the child.

"In three days, I will return to the imperial capital. When the time comes, whether you want to go back to the child, or go back to the surrender city with Duan Qingfang, you should think about it. Ran Xue smiled and looked at the darkening night outside the window.

It was not too early for her to put down the teacup in her hand. After nodding to the sad Huayin, he stepped out of the door.

By the cold moonlight, she walked in the direction of Wangmenglou, but suddenly stopped her steps and looked at the courtyard where Tan Shuyan lived.

After a moment of silence, she walked in the opposite direction.

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In that messy courtyard, what was left was no longer the scene of a woman in white sitting elegantly under the pear blossom tree, indifferently flipping through the books.

There was no movement but dead silence.

Ran Xue smiled and looked around, and saw the front of her, a touch of white clothes standing quietly in the dark courtyard.

She stepped forward and stepped forward.

"Qingwan...... You said she loved pear blossoms so much, why did she bear to burn them? Nangong Qing stood with his hands in his hands, his back to the approaching woman, and his empty voice flowed quietly, with a hint of imperceptible strangeness.

He looked up at the sky, and the scar on his wrist still ached.

Ran Xue smiled and frowned slightly, she walked to his side, looked at the mess around her, looked sideways, and asked him lightly. "Do you believe she's really gone?"

If Tan Shuyan really left, it would be too hasty.

She didn't even bring Yi Yu, all the medical books were destroyed in this raging fire, and the pear blossom forest was also burned to the ground, and in an instant, all the things that belonged to her in this Nangong Villa disappeared.

She is gone, but she takes her memories with her.

Do you want Nangong Qingjue to forget her?

"Qingwan ......" Nangong Qing did not answer her, but turned around and met her eyes.

He loves the woman in front of him, and has always ignored the woman who belongs to him, and now that Tan Shuyan is gone, his heart feels empty, and his ears are constantly surrounded by her thin crying, and she cries and screams that she can't save him.

Where she went, he didn't know, but he wanted to know.

Ran Xue smiled and didn't dodge, and looked at him with a beautiful smile.

Sometimes, the two are together but it doesn't mean that they are suitable for being together, she admits that Nangong Qingjue is an excellent man, and such a cold man will become as passionate as a woman as long as he falls in love with a woman.

But her heart has already been given to Feng Xie.

For Nangong Qingjue, she was only grateful, grateful that he had taken her in for two years, and grateful for what he had done for her.

She was sorry to talk about the cigarette and robbed her of the care that belonged to her.

"Qingjue, in fact, I have already recovered all my memories." Kura, her soft voice overflowed red lips, and tears glistened at the corners of her eyes.

Half paid, Nangong Qingjie nodded. "I know!"

"All, I don't want to hurt you. My feelings for you are special, no one can replace it, but ......" She paused, some things must be made clear by this opportunity, she doesn't want to hurt Nangong Qingjue, let alone hurt Feng Xie.

With a soft warmth in his eyes, he continued. "What I love is the phoenix evil!"

"Qingwan, from beginning to end, all I want is your happiness." Nangong Qingjue's white robe was blown by the cold wind, looking extremely ethereal, and he never forced her.

Just want to give her happiness.

Perhaps, this is why he was able to walk into Ran Xue's smile lightly, although he was not a lover, but it was better than friendship, in her heart, he had already been regarded as her own relative.

Feng Xie should be glad that his rival in love is Nangong Qingjue.

If it were someone else, maybe the three of them would not look at all the problems calmly as they do now.

There were a few tears flashing in Ran Xuexiao's eyes, and she said to him. "Qingjue, maybe I'm a little selfish in this, but I can talk about Shuyan being a good woman, if one day, you can meet her again, don't miss it again, okay."

"I'm afraid, he has long lost this opportunity!" As soon as her words fell, a cold voice sounded behind the two.

With the prestige, I saw Yi Yu standing in the dark in a miserable white dress.

Ran Xue looked at Yi Yu, who had always been hostile to her, with a puzzled smile. "What do you mean by that?"

"Hmph, you have to ask him, this negative man who let Mrs. save him desperately." Yi Yu approached step by step, her delicate face distorted.

She looked painedly at the mess, and a tear fell from her eye.

"Yi Yu, what do you know?" Nangong Qingjue's eyes darkened, and there was a hint of coldness in his voice.

"Hahaha......" She dragged her heavy steps and slowly approached.

The cold moonlight shone on her distorted face with a sense of desolation, and she looked up and sneered. When he had enough of laughing, he knelt on the mud floor in pain and cried bitterly.

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