"Actually······"

Su Yunhua lowered his head, thought for a moment, and continued: "I think that Gongzi Yan is indeed very fond of Xiao Ran. ”

"Moreover, Yan Gongzi is also a good person."

Xie Ningshui nodded and agreed, "Young Master Yan is indeed good. ”

"Yunshu just cares about Xiao Ran."

Xie Ning's eyes shone like a blink of an eye, flowing through a gurgling stream, crossing his thoughts, with a faint smile, "He has long been thinking, when will Xiao Ran come back." ”

"Now that Xiao Ran is back, he is very concerned."

"Yes."

Su Yunhua chuckled, his slender fingers turned another page, and there was a hint of pity in his elegant voice.

"Xiao Ran is still young now, and it's too early to think about these things."

"And ······"

Su Yunhua seemed to have thought of something, lowered his eyes and thought about it carefully, lowered his head and smiled for a moment, full of pleasure: "The third uncle must also be reluctant to dye a little." ”

"Third uncle?"

Xie Ningshui raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a smile: "The third uncle will definitely be reluctant." ”

"And."

Xie Ningshui smiled slightly, "We are also reluctant." ”

"Xiao Ran is so cute, of course I have to keep it."

Su Yunhua raised his head, a worried look appeared on his face, "What if Xiao Ran is alone and is bullied outside?" ”

The smile on Xie Ning's water surface was slightly retracted, he shook his head helplessly, sighed heavily, and said in a low voice: "So, you must hand over Xiao Ran to someone who treats him sincerely." ”

Su Yunhua nodded, his slender fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop, and his eyes were dyed with a different look, "Yes." ”

"Ah Ran, deserves the best."

***

Ling Yan Zhai ——————

The warm breeze blew through the bamboo leaves in front of the window, rustling, and the bright sunlight poured on the white corners, with a faint dripping atmosphere.

"Childe."

Wen Mo approached, saluted respectfully, and said in a low voice, "Someone has been sent to say it." ”

"That's it, that's fine."

Nan Shiyan bowed slightly, gently brushed his sleeves, and said with a light expression: "You go down first." ”

"Childe ······"

Wen Mo looked at Nan Shiyan, hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke, "Why do you want to help King Gong?" ”

"Obviously ······"

Obviously, the relationship between Miss Seven and Childe is the best.

Obviously, Childe cares so much about Miss Seven.

Obviously, Childe and Miss Seven are the best match.

Isn't it?

"Wen Mo."

Nan Shiyan tightened his sleeves, his slender big hands carefully ** the dark lines on the jade fan, his warm eyes became deep, as if he was carrying some heavy thoughts, his heart was struggling, and his voice was dyed with a faint melancholy.

"I know what you think."

Half a bundle of black hair hung down quietly, covering half of Nan Shiyan's face, and he couldn't see joy or anger, but his slightly trembling eyes revealed a little sadness.

"It's just that it was all in the past."

"That's all the time of the end and the end."

"And I ······"

Nan Shiyan lowered his head, his hand holding the jade fan slowly tightened, and the corners of his mouth suddenly hooked an inexplicable arc, "I am Nan Shiyan now." ”

"As for the end and the end."

"It's all in the past."

The bamboo shadow outside the window swayed, accompanied by the whispering of the breeze, outlining the many heavy hearts, slowly winding Nan Shiyan's deep voice, weaving a big net, shrouded in Nan Shiyan's heart, and overwhelmed him.

Those of those, he didn't think it had much to do with it.

Now it seems that it has all become unbearable and unwilling to face the horror.

But those, again, is a fact.

It's a fact that Ling'er will always know.

Nan Shiyan burst out laughing, with a little melancholy, a little sadness, a little mockery, full of bitterness.

The white clothes hung down neatly, trembling with a small heart.

Wen Mo stood aside quietly, bowing his head respectfully, not daring to go and not being able to bear to look at this strange son.

Childe has always been calm and calm, gentle as jade, humble and polite, but he maintains a little coldness, not too close.

Wen Mo and the other secret guards all knew that their son, for so many years, had been looking for someone.

For so many years, Childe has traveled to many places, opened Ling Yanzhai all over the four countries, and laid a strict intelligence network, just for that person.

The "Ling'er" in the mouth of that son.

Childe's little sister.。

Childe has always been very indifferent to everything, and he has no special interest.

Only to deal with this matter, but it is very attentive, once there is any clue, even if it is still a very small clue, the son will be excited for a long time, and go to check it in person.

As a result, it was disappointed again and again.

However, Childe has never stopped looking.

Until this time, Miss Seven of the Su family returned to the Su family.

Childe rushed over almost overnight, just to see the seventh lady and make sure it was the "Ling'er" he was looking for.

That day, when Childe was above the restaurant, when he saw Miss Su Qi, Wen Mo could clearly see that Childe's eyes that had always been calm were stirring up layers of ripples, and even the hand holding the jade fan was trembling incessantly.

He has been with Childe for so many years, and it is the first time he has seen Childe who is so emotional.

After that, he saw that every day at dawn, Childe would go to the evening dew flower tree on the top of the Silent Moon Mountain, break off a dewy flower branch, and quietly put it in the vase in front of Miss Seven's window, with a strange gentleness.

Later, on that sunny day, Childe finally recognized Miss Seven.

Childe finally waited, the reunion that he had been looking forward to for many years.

That Miss Seven is indeed a rare peerless beauty, with unparalleled medical skills and a willingness to forbear.

And Childe, after that, the whole heart was all on Miss Seven, personally created jewelry for her, carefully selected the best materials, ordered the best embroiderer, made white clothes for her, and saw that Miss Seven was wronged, so he did not hesitate to help.

It seems that in Childe's world, only Miss Seven is left.

Wen Mo once thought that Childe's years of waiting and searching for so many years may not be meaningless.

The deep relationship between Miss Seven and Yan Gongzi is obvious, and others can't affect even half of it.

However, Miss Seven was moved by that King Gong of Xiling.

The unkind and extremely indifferent King Gong, Mo Qingchen.

What puzzled Wen the most was that Gongzi was not angry, and even went to help King Gong and create opportunities for him and Miss Seven.

Moreover, Wen Mo always felt that something had happened between Gongzi and Miss Seven unconsciously.

It's just that neither of them broke it.

However, this kind of change is real.

Moreover, it is quietly changing the relationship between Childe and Miss Seven.

And Childe is also becoming more and more abnormal, often looking very lonely, as if he is pressing something heavy in his heart, with a little ethereal taste of a long time.

Wen Mo was very puzzled, but he couldn't ask more, so he could only helplessly watch Gongzi feel sad alone.

"Wen Mo."

Nan Shiyan's warm and elegant voice came, Wen Mo instantly came back to his senses, and responded respectfully: "The subordinates are here." ”

"Put away your complicated thoughts, don't think about it."