Jiang Ruofu greeted Jiang Yan and Jiang Boqi,

"I've seen my uncle."

"Greetings to my father."

Jiang Yan could barely suppress the trembling excitement in his heart, and tears came out of his cloudy old eyes.

It's her, the person San'er is looking for,

That's her!

The ghost of the portrait haunted him for almost a few days and nights, and he could never be mistaken.

These eyes almost pop out of a painting.

Even if the appearance of the person in front of him made the Dazong Mansion panic all day long, and Jiang Yan was horrified in his heart, Jiang Yan did not flinch,

"The night of the flower god parade on the street, did you pretend to be Roselle?"

Jiang Ruofu was about to explain, but Jiang Baohe hurriedly said,

"That's her."

"When the eldest uncle saw my seventh sister, he should have believed it."

Jiang Yan staggered his gaze for a moment, and he didn't dare to look directly at Jiang Ruofu's face, if he hadn't seen that portrait, Jiang Ruofu would definitely be one of the few beauties who was stunning at a glance.

But after seeing that portrait, Jiang Ruofu's beauty is particularly demonic, and there are few people in the world who are so black and white, like a pair of ink.

The eyes are also black and white, the eyelashes are extremely heavy and very thick, and the eyeballs are black, the whites of the eyes account for a little, and the eyes shake the soul like a copper bell at a glance, like the petal-shaped eyes of the fox, the upper part is long and arc-shaped, and the lower eyelids are concave like a puddle from the inner corner of the eye, which looks more and more beautiful when looking at people, and is charming and charming, but it is a pair of slender eyes, like a beast whose pupils will emit a vicious green light in the dark night, like a vertical pupil that is aggressive, and the eyes are narrow and long when they are squinted. It seems that a very bright light will come out of the eye.

Jiang Yan has lived for more than forty years, and he has never seen such eyes, not to say that he has seen them, but he has only seen a fox with such eyes.

So when he first saw Jiang Sang's portrait, he felt that it must be demonic.

And when he saw Jiang Ruofu for the first time, Jiang Yan only felt that the special charm and evil came out of the painting, which made people tremble without a fight.

is so glamorous, it is tantamount to fox demon ears.

Jiang Ruofu replied,

"The parade was an accident."

Jiang Yan didn't dare to talk to Jiang Ruofuduo, because with the first impression given by that portrait, Jiang Yan only felt that her appearance was too terrifying, but she felt extremely uncomfortable when she saw it.

Jiang Yan immediately said to Jiang Bo

"Can you let the little niece go over to the Dazong Mansion to take a look at Sang'er?"

Jiang Boqi had the bottom of his heart because of Jiang Ruofu's autonomy in marriage, and secretly thought in his heart that sending Jiang Ruofu over in front of him could be regarded as a show of goodwill to the great sect.

"This is naturally as it should be, Sang'er is seriously ill, and the Inner History Mansion has not yet visited, so let the Inner History Mansion visit Sang'er this time."

Jiang Ruofu didn't understand the meaning, Jiang Sang was seriously ill, what did it have to do with her, why did she let her visit?

What does this have to do with her dressing up as a flower god and parading the streets?

Jiang Yan put away the scroll and said,

"Serve the book, take out the thin gift that you brought to Lord Neishi."

He smiled at Jiang Boqi and said,

"Prepare a little bit of courtesy, although it is a light courtesy, I hope the virtuous brother will not dislike it."

The waiter and a few entourage took several large gift boxes, put down one, and the rest actually motioned for Ming Sheng to take it.

Jiang Ruofu's afterglow swept over,

It seems that this is prepared, and specially let her maid receive the gifts, which means that these gifts have been prepared for her a long time ago.

Ming Sheng took the gift and handed it to the maid standing beside him,

"Send it to Qinghui Garden."

The maidservant was deaf and clear-sighted, so she naturally knew that Ming Sheng was going to follow Jiang Ruofu to the Dazong Mansion, so she handed over the gift box to her.

Miss Seven is hot now, and even the big ones have come to give gifts to Miss Seven, and it seems that Miss Seven must have a bright future.

How many years has it been since Dazong had interacted with them?

Now I'm afraid it's just for Miss Seven.

Miss Seven's face is really big, and the master can't invite the head of the big sect.

The maid ran away with a cigarette in her arms.

Although Jiang Ruofu didn't understand what Jiang Yan meant, he also cheered up, there must be demons when things are impermanent, and it is impossible for the great sect to be attentive without anything.

took the carriage to the mansion of the great sect, for some reason, Jiang Ruofu got out of the carriage, and the maid who swept the floor in the door saw her or exclaimed continuously, or knelt down in horror, and shouted Mingyue Niangniang.

Because the painting was too expressive, Jiang Ruofu almost seemed to come out of the painting at this moment.

Get rid of a demon born from a painting.

She walked all the way, and the subordinates along the way saw that her expression was not normal.

Jiang Ruofu could only go down hard, and did not ask Jiang Yan what was going on, but she had subconsciously clenched the dagger she was carrying.

Passing by the Red Corridor, Yue, who was walking towards him with the news, saw Jiang Ruofu no longer able to stand the moment he saw it, and his body fell on top of the mother-in-law beside him.

Yue's finger pointed at Jiang Ruofu, speaking incoherently,

"It's her! See...... It's her! My son is saved! ”

Yueshi actually knelt down in front of Jiang Ruofu with a thud,

"Ask the gods to save my son, and ask the gods to be merciful and merciful to let my son go!"

Jiang Ruofu's eyes widened in surprise, and he looked up at Ming Sheng.

Both were horrified.

Ming Sheng couldn't figure out what the situation was.

What I've seen along the way is already incredible.

Now the great sect masters and mothers are kneeling in front of their masters.

What the hell is going on?

Jiang Yan hurriedly helped Yueshi up,

"Madam, this is not a demon immortal, this is the seventh daughter of the Inner History Family, and she is a human."

Yueshi was forcibly helped up by Jiang Yan, she still stared at Jiang Ruofu intently, as if she was the person who ate A Furong, she was powerless and only knew how to look at A Furong, wanted to smoke A Furong, and was eager to get something for a long time, and her eyes were full of hope that thing would appear, just like Jiang Ruofu was to Yue's at this moment.

Jiang Ruofu looked at the haggard woman in front of her, who was five points similar to Jiang Shuyun between her eyebrows and eyes, and said respectfully from the heart,

"I've seen my aunt."

"The eldest aunt doesn't need to panic, the niece is the seventh daughter of Neishi, named Ruofu."

"It's also Shu Yun's friend."

Yueshi was just shocked, Jiang Shuyun caught up, and the moment she saw Jiang Ruofu, her footsteps suddenly stopped, and something that had been ignored by her suddenly remembered by her at this moment.

Why did she feel familiar with the painting when she first saw it?

Jiang Shuyun couldn't help but feel uncomfortable breathing.

Because the person in the painting... It's Jhofer!

It was as if the puzzle blocked in her mind was solved at once, and her vision suddenly opened up.

Therefore, why is the portrait so familiar, just because the person who covers half of his face and adds a flower, and his hair is high and full of pearls, is actually a person she can see almost every day.

It was only because she had never seen the appearance on the portrait that she did not associate it with Jover.

She missed the opportunity to save her brother like this.

The Man of the Bright Moon is by her side!

Jiang Shuyun didn't care about any etiquette, so he pulled Jiang Ruofu up in front of his parents and ran up.

Jiang Ruofu was pulled up and ran up violently, and almost fell,

"Shu Yun?"

Jiang Shuyun said urgently,

"Joff, you're right to come with me."

Jiang Shuyun didn't even have time to push the door with her hand, she kicked the door open directly, ignoring the usual etiquette, she pulled Jiang Ruofu to Jiang Sang's bed.

Jiang Shuyun panted,

"Jover, you may find it incredible, but my brother has been dreaming of you since a long time ago, but he can't see your face clearly."

Jiang Ruofu was confused.

Jiang Sang dreamed of her?

Jiang Shuyun took out the portrait from Jiang Sang's hands and let Jiang Ruofu see it with his own eyes.

Jiang Ruofu was surprised the moment he saw the portrait,

"What is this?"

Jiang Shuyun was out of breath,

"This is my brother's drawing of you, but it's already like this before it's finished."

Jiang Shuyun took the portrait, and Jiang Sang instantly began to turn pale.

Jiang Ruofu frowned and looked at the portrait, the lack of a smile on her face at the moment made her face even colder, and there was a little bit of a feeling of being dusty and looking at all beings on the portrait, even if she didn't have brocade clothes now, Jiang Shuyun looked at her side face, and the more she looked at it, the more palpitations she felt.

Jiang Ruofu is still confused about the situation in front of him, and he only feels ridiculous when he looks at that painting.

Jiang Sang once said that she was from a humble background and asked Jiang Shuyun to stay away from her.

Isn't it ridiculous that someone who has humiliated her like this dreams of her for a long time?

Jiang Shuyun's eyes were red,

"You deliberately concealed your appearance before, and frankly, my brother has not seen your real appearance, so he can't recognize you."

"The person in this portrait is dressed in fine clothes, and you have never dressed up in fancy clothes, and you have never deliberately dressed up, and I have not been able to connect you with the person in my brother's painting for a while."

Jiang Sang's symptoms were getting worse and worse, but Jiang Shuyun didn't put the portrait on Jiang Sang, but muttered with red eyes,

"I'm so stupid, you said your name is Yuesui, and I remember, why can't I remember you when I see the portrait?"

Jiang Ruofu had no intention of entanglement anymore, and went straight to the road,

"What do you want me to do?"

Jiang Shuyun held Jiang Ruofu's hand and said earnestly,

"It only takes you to do one small thing."

"Some masters say that my brother has a fateful fate with the person of the bright moon, and my brother will get better as long as he touches the person of the bright moon on this portrait, so we don't dare to take the portrait away from my brother."

"As long as the portrait is there, my brother will not get sick, but if you take the portrait away from my brother, my brother will be on the verge of desperation immediately, and his life will be short."

Jiang Shuyun suddenly clenched Jiang Ruofu's hand,

"Jof, maybe it's offensive, but there's no other way, I'll have to try."

Jiang Ruofu looked at the portrait, recalling that Jiang Sang's face obviously began to turn pale after the portrait was picked up, and what she had seen before coming here, she actually understood Jiang Shuyun's thoughts in an instant, and she opened her mouth to stop,

"Shu Yun, there is a difference between men and women, and besides, I am completely unfamiliar with your brother, and it is impossible for me to stay by your brother's side all the time like this portrait."

Jiang Sang's face had already begun to turn purple, as if someone had choked his throat and couldn't breathe.

And the situation is visibly getting worse.

Jiang Shuyun knelt down directly at Jiang Ruofu, and said with tears in his eyes,

"Ruofu, please, I have never begged you, just this time, as long as I save my brother, no matter what major sect you want, I will give it to you, as long as I can give it, whether it is going in and out of the palace every year to go to the palace banquet, or if you want any private property connections of the large sect, or even let your child become the next head of the Jiang family, these great sects will not hesitate to give it to you."

Jiang Ruofu withdrew his hand and tried to persuade Jiang Shuyun,

"Shu Yun, calm down, I don't know your brother at all, I can't marry your brother, let alone the next head of the family, I don't want to get anything from the big sect, the strange power is just some frightening words, it's impossible for him to wake up just by my side."

"I don't know your brother before, it's not even a relationship to greet each other when we meet, and marrying your brother is even more ridiculous, we have just been born for three generations, even if it is for the sake of decency, it shouldn't have anything to do with it. Presumably, the head of the family and the wife of the head of the family would not agree, and the patriarch did not need to say much. ”

Jiang Shuyun just held Jiang Ruofu's hand tightly, and always knelt down to face her,

"Please, Ruofu, we are really desperate, and your appearance is exactly the same as the portrait left by your brother, and even your name is Yuesui, there is no doubt that you are the person of the bright moon that the Taoist said."

Jiang Sang's breathing was rapid, like a person breathing in the smoke and dust, and his face turned from purple to red.

Jiang Shuyun didn't wait for Jiang Ruofu to argue again, and forcibly grabbed Jiang Ruofu's hand and pressed it on Jiang Sang's hand.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Jiang Ruofu wouldn't have believed that the moment she touched Jiang Sang, Jiang Sang stopped breathing heavily.

Jiang Sang's face became bluer, and Jiang Ruofu could feel as if his blood was coagulating.

Jiang Yan and Yueshi followed in and saw this scene, and blood flowed from the corners of Jiang Sang's mouth.

Yueshi rushed forward to probe Jiang Sang's snort, and after a while, he fell to the ground, his face as white as paper, as if all the strength in his body had been drained,

"Mulberry ......"

"San'er... Gone! ”

Jiang Yan was like a stiff puppet when he heard this, and the moment he heard the news that Jiang Sang was dead, he had already lost his three souls and six spirits, and he stiffly maintained the movement of entering the door.

The white pear blossoms outside the window bloomed just right, pure white as snow, scattered in the air, just like the flying snow-white paper money, and the silent mourning and low sobbing, the whole room fell into a three-foot winter.

Jiang Sang's complexion was the dark purple of a dead man, and his pulse and breathing had stopped.

All that remained of the once handsome and elegant face was the detached thinness and the horror of death, and the blood congealed on his face.

Jiang Shuyun looked at Jiang Ruofu's hand in disbelief.

Jiang Ruofu's hand was on Jiang Sang's hand, and Jiang Sang's hand was now the color of blood loss.

And Jiang Shuyun stretched out his hand, but he couldn't feel Jiang Sang's beating pulse.

Jiang Shuyun covered her mouth helplessly, sobbing silently, her fingers were cold, her mind was blank, and her tears flickered with the incredible gaze in her eyes,

Did she kill her brother?

How can it be?

Ruofu, Ruofu is obviously the person in the portrait, the person of the bright moon.

But why?

My brother stopped his pulse in an instant after touching Jover?

Jiang Ruofu couldn't believe what he saw.

All this is too incredible, and Jiang Sang really lost his life in an instant.

At the moment of touching her.