Chapter 297: Phoenix Rebirth 1

Protectorate Mansion.

The people all knelt on the ground, a few were silent, and most were weeping.

Ruoli County Lord, who is not favored on weekdays, died at this moment, but many people cried for her.

It's as if the relationship is so close and good on weekdays.

The Protector sat in the room of the county lord with a gloomy face, staring blankly at the lifeless face, and suddenly seemed to be dozens of years old.

Ye Qinghuan walked all the way from the gate of the Protector's Mansion to Ruoli County Lord's room, and what she saw and heard made her a little unable to help but want to sneer.

Maybe she died in her previous life, and she didn't even have such a fake cry, right?

At the bottom of my heart, there was a little coolness.

Ye Qinghuan closed her eyes, in this life, she didn't want to be like this anymore, she didn't even have a person who felt sorry for herself when she died.

Murong Jiu seemed to be slightly aware of her depression, and instantly held her little hand, and the warm feeling reached the deepest part of her heart through the palm of her hand, dispelling the chill in her body a lot.

Ye Qinghuan raised his eyes and smiled lightly at Murong Jiu, with a bright smile.

Murong Jiu's heart suddenly moved, and he had the urge to kiss her on the spot, if it weren't for the time and occasion.

But, what he cared more about was why she had just revealed a lonely and sad aura of loneliness, which made his heart ache, and he wanted to know everything about her, what had made her what she was like now?

He had always felt that she must have experienced something that would make her temperament so changeable.

Ye Qinghuan didn't give Murong Jiu much time to think, and walked into Ruoli County Lord's room with his feet raised.

She walked straight to the front of the Protector and said lightly: "Ruoli's death, the Protector seems to be unacceptable?" ”

The Protector raised his head, his eyes were red, he looked at Ye Qinghuan's indifferent expression, and suddenly felt a tingle in his heart, stood up suddenly, and said angrily: "What do you know? Why do you say I don't love her? She's my daughter! How could I not love her? ”

Except for that thing...... He didn't allow and was tough, from childhood to adulthood, what was she going to do, did he stop her?

Why, why is he being given a suicide drama now, in order to make him suffer for the rest of his life, to death?

"How dare you yell at her again?" Murong Jiuyi pulled Qinghuan overnight, and his ice eyes were full of aggressive and terrifying momentum, cold and terrifying.

The Protector was suffocated, and finally he was a little jealous of the Nine Emperor Uncles, so he sat down in the chair and lost his mind.

Ye Qinghuan looked at the Protector for a moment, and thought a little in her heart, she felt that the Protector didn't seem to be pretending at this moment.

Could it be that the Lord Protector didn't love his daughter as much as she and Ruoli County Lord seemed to be before?

"If you have always wanted to be with Duguyu before she died, but unfortunately Duguyu died three years ago, and now if she leaves, I want to bury her and Duguyu's bones together as she wishes, I don't know if the protector has any objections?" Because of the realization in his heart, Ye Qinghuan's tone softened slightly.

She originally thought that the Protector Guild would resolutely oppose it, and in the end, Murong Jiu would have to come forward to settle it, but she didn't expect that the Protector would actually say ......

"yes...... Li'er was looking forward to marrying that man the most...... Standing at the door every day and looking forward to ......" There was a touch of sadness on the face of the Protector, "I thought that damn man had lost Li'er, and wanted to find him out and kill him to make Li'er angry, but I didn't expect that with my identity as the Protector, I couldn't find out his identity......"

The Protector slammed the table hard: "How did I know he was dead!" How did I know he had been killed? If I had known, how would I have ...... How could he kill his own grandson......"