Chapter Seventy-One: Taishou is Dead
It doesn't snow in the south, but the winter rain drops on the body, and the cold is to the bone.
The people who are too guarded by the mansion and guard their duties, each stomping their feet and sighing, in previous years, there were earth dragons burning, no matter how cold the weather was, they didn't feel anything when they stood outside.
But at this time, in order to prevent Nanyan from having a handle anymore, not only did the earth dragon dare not burn, but he was not even allowed to wear the sheepskin boots allocated to everyone.
They didn't prepare cotton shoes, so they could only resist.
Since Si Han said that Li Yinghe would not need to recuperate, there was only the second room guarding by her side.
A cold wind blew, the window was blown open, and the second room didn't dare to call people, for fear of disturbing Li Yinghe on the bed, so he went over and closed it himself, and as soon as he turned around, there was an extra man in black in the room.
But because he was masked, he only showed blade-like sword eyebrows and cold eyes.
If it weren't for the hideous scar at the corner of his eye, he would have been a handsome man.
The second room calmly did not shout, and the fright received for two days in a row was nothing compared to this.
"You are?"
The man glanced at Li Yinghe, who was in a coma, and said:
"Do you want to save the Li family!"
The second room is suffocated, now there is no one in the Li family who can take charge of things, he is a fly without a head, if someone can support him at this time, even if he kneels down and shouts to his father, he will not hesitate!
"Do you have a way?"
The man's eyes moved slightly, and he beckoned to the second room.
The second room hurriedly walked over, and the man whispered a few words, and his face changed from stunned to disbelievable.
But before he could speak, the man turned and pushed the window out, and disappeared into the night.
The second room looked blankly in the direction he left, and only one sentence was wrapped in his ear.
"The lesser of two evils, whether you want to fight or not, you weigh it yourself!"
It took half an hour before the second room shifted his gaze to the white porcelain vase on the table, which the man had put down.
The hesitation in his eyes slowly became firm.
He has lived for more than fifty years, and he has not suffered much in his life, but he has to think about the children, after all, they are still young!
Before dawn, Nanyan was awakened by Yuanfeng's knock on the door.
As soon as Dye Xiang opened the door, Yuanfeng had already flashed to Nanyan, who had just sat up from the bed:
"Master, Li Yinghe is dead!"
Nanyan's sleepiness disappeared suddenly, and he frowned and said:
"Bring the letter here."
As soon as he was dressed, Si Han hurried over.
Yuanfeng had already told him the reason, and he entered the house and saluted, and said:
"Heavenly Maiden, that Li Yinghe is indeed running out of time, but he will definitely not go in such a hurry, ...... minister"
Si Han was actually panicked, he did his best to save people.
Nanyan waved his hand, if Si Han wanted to do something, he just didn't save Li Yinghe, why waste a lot of effort.
She just wanted to get an affirmation about Li Yinghe's physical condition.
Si Han saw that Nanyan didn't blame him, and while he was relieved, he didn't retreat, instead:
"Heavenly Maiden, the minister wants to check Li Yinghe's body."
Nanyan looked at Si Han's serious appearance and nodded, she really wanted to know how Li Yinghe died.
The mourning hall was very simple, and the family members were crying very sadly.
Because of the death of a loved one, but also because of his hopeless life in the future.
The rabbit died and the fox was sad, and no outsider came to worship.
When Nanyan arrived, everyone wearing filial piety clothes suddenly became quiet.
Xiaodouzi had a lot of snot and tears, and when he saw Nanyan, he pounced directly and hit Nanyan with his small fist:
"It's all your fault! You killed my grandmother, bad guy! I'll kill you! ”