Ruan Junwolf paused, not wanting to mention that word, so he said a little stiffly.

The granddaughter of his Ruan Jun wolf, even if she dies, she will lie in the best, most spacious and expensive coffin, and live in a cemetery on several hills!

"......" Lin Mosu inexplicably felt a little cold on his back, the Ruan family's superior.

But he is still as domineering as ever, and his wealth is sky-high!

"Uh......-huh," the girl snorted, as if she was very satisfied with the answer, as if she didn't care about the joy at all.

The narrow peach blossom eyes are dripping with a bit of water.

Layers of mist opened up, revealing a biting chill.

is obviously a delicate person like a porcelain doll, and the cooling under his eyes is so rich, like snow that cannot be melted for years.

Woe sank in a dream, and when you look closely, it seems to exist in a third perspective.

I suddenly saw her face, and her temperament was completely different from hers.

But that face ...... But it's exactly like her. Who is she?

"......" Lin Mosu: What kind of fairy dialogue is this?

"How about it, will Yue'er survive tomorrow?"

The old man was a little anxious, although the fortune teller said that the child was blessed and would not live to be eighteen years old.

But he still didn't want to believe it, so he planned a rush to capture this famous and beautiful man in the imperial capital for his precious granddaughter!

"Miss's pulse is vain, and her breath is like a gossamer...... Fear...... I can't stand it......"

Ruan Fengyue heard this kind of thing a lot, so she also felt bored, and buried herself in the quilt again.

A sleek black snake wrapped around the woman's white thighs in the quilt.

Slowly clinging to the girl's weak waist, he gently rubbed her cold skin, as if he was a little coquettish.

"I'm going to die, would you like to be buried with me?"

The cold and somewhat lazy voice is undoubtedly Ruan Fengyue who is weak in the curtain.

The delicate fingers touched the snake's body and suddenly grabbed its seven inches......

I also have your coffin prepared~

"No matter what method you use, bring her back from the ghost gate for me, and survive tomorrow no matter what."

Ruan Jun's wolf eyes were gloomy, wearing a set of pure black Zhongshan suits, his posture was straight, even though he was old, his demeanor was still serious and cold, and he was domineering.

"Father, this kid of the Lin family has also tried his best, his medical attainments are so high that it is useless, and we are almost ready for Yue'er's funeral......"

"Don't embarrass him!"

It was Ruan Fengyue's father, Ruan Shenyun, who spoke out.

The facial features are upright and handsome, the temperament is elegant, and he is in his forties, but he seems to be in his thirties.

Dressed in a modest suit, with a pair of cold-colored metal glasses on the bridge of his nose.

There is a bit of intriguing coolness in Swen, the skin is good, and the bone is even better.

At this moment, there are half a room of people standing firmly in the huge room, and the heirs of the Ruan family are thin, and in this generation, there are only two rooms left.

The only ones who can be regarded as sons and grandsons are Ruan Shenyun and Ruan Fengyue.

Anyone who had a little purpose in Ruan's house entered the house in order to add a little excitement.

To the eldest lady of the Ruan family who has been sick for many years on the bed!

I don't see much hospitality on weekdays, but when I send it off, it's all warm.

Ruan Fengyue's room is very large, comparable to a sports field, and there are many people coming and going.

There is a medical room next door, which is specially designed for the eldest lady to condition her body.

At this moment, there are doctors in white coats, all of whom are frowning, thinking that this eldest lady should not be able to hold on, right?

"Ahem...... What did Daddy say? ”

"So I want to cough it up...... Do you want your daughter to die...... Ahem......"

The person on the bed is delicate and weak, where can he stand a little anger at this moment.

Seeing that his son was disturbing his granddaughter's unhappiness, the old man lifted his crutches and beckoned to Ruan Shenyun, without mercy at all.

"Bastard, talk well!"

As soon as the old man was powerful, the people below were even more in danger, afraid that the anger would affect him.

"Ruan Fengyue, you won't die."

Even if you die, I won't let you be lonely and give you a funeral.

Woe Xi's head hurts, and suddenly he vaguely sees in his mind that there are two corpses lying in the ink-colored coffin.

One is her, and the other looks exactly like Chi Tired.