There was something in front of him, sticky, and it was hard to erase it with his hands, but the eye-catching picture made the old Fengjun want to pass out forever.

Why does it stink so much?!

This! Be! Miscellaneous! Whatever!

How did her Liu Yuge become a dung pit?!

And she, why is she lying in the middle of the dung pit?!

"Ahhh......hhh Damn it......" As soon as Lao Fengjun opened her mouth, the sticky, disgusting and thick feeling in her mouth made her blood swell up instantly.

But she had vomited so much that she couldn't spit anymore, and the taste that overflowed the tip of her tongue simply broke down and went crazy.

Her stomach juices and blood were boiling, and her consciousness was confused, and she finally rolled her eyes again and fainted.

"Old Feudal ......"

"Old Fengjun, how are you?"

"Old Feudal ......"

……

Everyone shouted in worry, but no one approached the old feudal monarch again.

In desperation, with the excitement that made people want to die, Li Tongming checked the pulse and said: "It's okay, it's okay, most of the toxins on Lao Fengjun's body have been resolved, just take some medicine, it's fine...... Vomit...... I still have a few things, so I'll go first...... ...... vomit"

After Li Tongming dropped a prescription and fled with a panicked face, the eldest lady and the third lady also hurriedly ran away, leaving a group of maids and mothers-in-law to clean up the mess.

The maid and woman who were left behind really had the heart to hit the wall, but she could only accept her fate to hold up the old Fengjun and go to the side room......

And Xiao Changyun, the gentleman on the beam, is too lazy to look at the fate of Lao Fengjun, because she has more important things to do.

Xiao Changyun kept shuttling in the Xiao Mansion in the direction of his memory, and soon came to a very dilapidated courtyard.

Now it is already the season of flying grass and falling flowers, but this small courtyard is still a barren, quiet without a trace of popularity, weird and gloomy.

After Xiao Changyun pushed open the door, a smell of decay and collapse came to her face, she looked at the source of the smell, and saw a little girl covered in injuries and dying lying on the bed.

The slimy blood had coagulated, and the little girl's wound was stuck together with the mattress and clothes.

She was motionless, her breathing was so weak that Xiao Changyun felt pity, Xiao Changyun held her breath, quietly walked to the little girl's side, and raised her hand to hold the pulse on her slender wrist.

"Puff puff ......"

The heartbeat was weak, but it was still there.

"Linglong?"

With Xiao Changyun's soft cry, the little girl opened her eyes violently as if she had been frightened, and the panic in her eyes was sharp and real, which made Xiao Changyun's heart hurt again.

It was a pair of eyes like glazed ink jade, inlaid in this hungry yellow and emaciated face, looking so pitiful and so distinct.

Chapped lips, withered grass-like hair, and tiny, small bones, like an eight-year-old child?

It's like he's only five or six years old.

The eyes flickered twice, as if judging something, and then tilted their heads, not saying a word.

Xiao Changyun gently rubbed Xiao Linglong's hair, and said softly: "Linglong, I am your sister, second sister Xiao Changyun, do you remember?" Don't be afraid, okay? ”

Linglong pursed her lips tightly for a long time, stared at Xiao Changyun carefully for a long time, sniffed the smell on her body, and finally relaxed her tense body......