The bowels of repentance are blue!

Lou Yuchen howled sadly in his heart, he knew why he had to be in the first place today.

You really shouldn't be greedy!

……

Aunt Huang saw that he had been punished, and she didn't say anything more, so she took Xiao Lei and retreated.

Lou Yuchen desperately squeezed out a smile, with a hint of flattery: "Patriarch, can I discuss something with you?" ”

Patriarch Duanmuqing said categorically: "There is no need to discuss!"

Don't think he doesn't know, he knows everything.

Lou Yuchen burst into tears when he heard this.

Five thousand times, how long will this be copied to what year and month......

Patriarch Duanmuqing said coldly: "Check it in three days." ”

"Isn't it? No, can you give me some more time......"

Lou Yuchen looked like he begged you.

Duanmuqing Patriarch: "No negotiable!"

"Patriarch ......"

Duanmu Qing's patriarch's eyes were as bright as frost, and he said coldly: "Stand down." ”

If you don't teach him a lesson, you won't change.

Lou Yuchen finally had no love on his face and retreated to copy the scriptures.

"You come with me."

Patriarch Duanmuqing glanced at Su Qianmo lightly.

Nangong Yehua let go of her hand, gently rubbed her hair, and stared at her dotingly: "Go, I'll wait for you." ”

The corners of Su Qianmo's mouth twitched slightly, this man really thought of himself as her boyfriend.

She didn't say yes.

Su Qianmo nodded at Nangong Yehua, and then left with the Duanmuqing patriarch.

Temple of the Moon.

Su Qianmo's gaze was always fixed on the stone statue.

I saw that the stone statue was beautiful in appearance, peerless in appearance, picturesque eyebrows, skin like snow, and a bit of indifference and alienation between the eyebrows.

Wearing a water blue gauze skirt, with the same soft ribbon tied around the waist, showing the waist silk style, the body is slender and light, and it has a style that does not eat the fireworks of the world.

Especially the beautiful and noble face, which is seven or eight points similar to Su Qianmo.

Su Qianmo was shocked in his heart, this stone statue was carved according to the appearance of his mother.

Why is there a stone statue of my mother here?

And what about the father?

Could he have been here too?

At this time, Su Qianmo had too many mysteries in his heart to solve.

Perhaps, what should the patriarch know......

……

I saw the patriarch of Duanmuqing open the mechanism under the stone statue, take out a box from it, and hand it over to Su Qianmo.

"These things were left to you by your mother."

What her mother left her?

Su Qianmo's eyes crossed a trace of complicated emotions, reached out to take the box, and stroked it with his fingertips, feeling the unique breath.

It seems that there is still a unique breath of motherhood on it......

Her eyes gradually became a little foggy, and after a long time, she closed her eyes, hid all her emotions, and said in a low voice: "Does my mother ask you to bring anything?" ”

Duanmuqing Patriarch: "Don't blame your father. ”

Hearing this, Su Qianmo's body stiffened, and he suddenly opened his phoenix eyes, his cold and black eyes were as black as ink, as if there was some emotion rendered......

The corners of her lips are slightly curved, her eyes are like mockery, indifference, pain, grief and indignation, and all kinds of complex emotions are intertwined......

Mother, this is accurate......

It's come to this point, and my mother still has to defend the so-called 'father'.

Or not......

Half a day.

Su Qianmo's eyes returned to their previous indifference and alienation, however, there was a hint of melancholy between his eyebrows, and his tone was as indifferent as usual: "Is that all?" ”

Patriarch Duanmuqing sighed lightly and said slowly, "No." ”

He understood Su Qianmo's suffering, but: "Alas! Perhaps, your father he ......"