Whenever he thought of being so far away, Zhao Rongrong's whole person became preoccupied.

"Qin Liusu. Can you probably guess who your brother's murderer is? Zhao Rongrong asked, Qin Liusu should have considered this problem.

It's just that An Wenzhao is dead, even if she knows who the murderer is, it doesn't mean anything to her. As Duguyi said.

Even if she knows who the murderer is, she doesn't have enough strong ability, how can she kill the enemy.

Even if she stabbed the enemy, would An Wenzhao still be able to come back? Like her father, none of them came back.

And she An Qin Liusu, now she is just an empty skin. Like the walking dead.

Qin Liusu, who was listless, didn't even want to reply to Zhao Rongrong's words. No matter what Zhao Rongrong asked, she didn't have any expression.

She was silent.

I was depressed for a few more days. Qin Liusu is mostly like this every day. Like the walking dead during the day. Every time she dreams about An Wenzhao at night, the sadness and the pain she needs to endure alone, only she knows.

And once again came the collapse. It was undoubtedly the time I met Wang Xiaojun.

It wasn't that she met Wang Xiaojun, but that Wang Xiaojun came to Zhongcui Palace by herself.

After all, she also liked An Wenzhao deeply. For An Wenzhao's death, she will be a little sad.

But no.

Wang Xiaojun's face was as proud as ever, and there was endless ridicule of Qin Liusu.

She asked Qin Liusu, An Wenzhao died, what did Qin Liusu feel in his heart, he must be sad. It's just a pity that until An Wenzhao died, he couldn't be with An Qin Liusu.

And she, An Qin Liusu, also continued to helplessly be in front of her Yun Concubine Niangniang.

"Wang Xiaojun, my brother is dead, you are very happy, aren't you."

"Of course. An Wenzhao is dead, which makes me happier than you An Qin Liusu is dead. Wang Xiaojun's face was indeed full of joy.

"An Wenzhao is dead, at least you didn't get him." And from now on, there is no longer An Wenzhao who can protect Qin Liusu at all costs.

As long as she sees Qin Liusu sad, as long as she sees Qin Liusu having a bad time, she Wang Xiaojun is extremely happy.

"Moreover, I think you should be very interested in how An Wenzhao died." If it weren't for Wang Xiaojun's words, before this, all her ridicule and all her pride, Qin Liusu could feel painless.

However, because of her words, Qin Liusu had to suspect that An Wenzhao's death was directly contributed to by her Wang Xiaojun.

What a ruthless woman. Qin Liusu never thought that Wang Xiaojun's ruthlessness could reach this level. What she doesn't get is going to be destroyed.

Is this how she is burdened with Anqin Liusu?

But why do you want to attack An Wenzhao? Even if she let An Qin Liusu die a hundred times and a thousand times, she would admit it. But Wang Xiaojun attacked An Wenzhao.

After saying that suggestive sentence, Wang Xiaojun smiled and said nothing, glanced at An Qin Liusu a few more times, and then walked away.

She believes now. She now believes that Wang Xiaojun has said it countless times and will not let herself go.

In the end, the most cruel way was to extend his poisonous hand to An Wenzhao. It was Wang Xiaojun who killed An Wenzhao. She can even do it to An Wenzhao, and there is something she can't do.

The gloomy sky instantly began to rain heavily. This rain seems to have fallen for Qin Liusu. Loudly pounded against the roof tiles, washing away the dust on the ground and the stumps that stood in the garden.

The entire palace was enveloped in this heavy rain. Like a whining cry. Accompanied by that loud voice, Qin Liusu's desperate roar followed.

The news of An Wenzhao's death still reached Anfu. When Wu Xiaoyue still wanted to rack her brains and think of a way to find him.

It always comes so suddenly. When Xiaoyun heard the news, he thought it was just a joke.

The person who sent the summoner did not disclose any reason, but simply conveyed such a message. Xiaoyun was so shocked that he sat on the stool.

She didn't know what was going on.

And when Wu Xiaoyue knew the news, she happened to come to Anfu again. At this time, she had already heard the news that Qin Liusu was in the palace.

Fushan and Datou, who had been in the capital for a few days, coincidentally found Chu Weifeng, who had rescued Qin Liusu that day.

After several inquiries, I learned that he was Chu Weifeng, the king of An.

In order to find out Qin Liusu's whereabouts, Wu Xiaoyue also took great pains to buy the gatekeeper of An Wang's Mansion, pretending to be An Qin Liusu's friend to find out her whereabouts.

Knowing that Qin Liusu was in the palace, Wang Xiaojun almost thought of sneaking into the palace.

At this time, I learned the news of An Wenzhao's sudden death. thought it was fake, and went to Xiaoyun to make trouble, Xiaoyun didn't know her, and just bombarded her away like before.

Wu Xiaoyue, who returned to Longhu Village, was slumped and didn't cheer up for a long time.

As the only place in this harem with the common memories of Qin Liusu and An Wenzhao, the Imperial Garden has become Qin Liusu's favorite place recently.

Even if she lives alone, she wants to live in the memories with An Wenzhao.

"Brother, what are you bringing me to the kitchen for?" Qin Liusu was questioning, but saw An Wenzhao wiping the black on his hand.

Shook mysteriously in front of Qin Liusu: "Guess, if you can guess what this is, I'll give you a reward." ”

"Rewards? But I can't really guess what it is. Is it black charcoal? Qin Liusu, who had been wandering since childhood, could not have thought that An Wenzhao would govern the country and wipe some ash on his hands.

It is understandable to say that it is black charcoal.

It's just that this makes An Wenzhao can't help but feel that Qin Liusu is stupid, and he can't even guess it. Only took advantage of Qin Liusu's inattention, and put the gray hair of this hand on Qin Liusu's little face.

"Hey, brother! What are you doing? Xun touched his face and thought that it should be dirty and ugly, and in front of An Wenzhao, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

"Hey, don't wipe it." was just stopped by An Wenzhao, but he didn't want him to wipe two clouds of ash on his face, even on his nose.

When Qin Liusu saw it, he couldn't help but smile instantly. The clean face is smeared with this black charcoal-like ash, and it looks really joyful.

Thinking that when I used to wander, my face would often be dirty like this. It's just that she never cared about it at that time.

Now in front of such a good-looking person like An Wenzhao, he is so shy, for fear of seeing his ugliness.

"Brother, what the hell are you drawing?" An Wenzhao was very serious about drawing something on Qin Liusu's face, so close, Qin Liusu couldn't help but peek at him while asking.

I have to admit that with such a white face, if you change into the girl's clothes, maybe no one will be able to recognize that this is a teenager.

"That's it!" After some drawing, An Wenzhao put down the pen in his hand and clapped his hands with a satisfied expression on his face.

"Brother, what the hell did you draw on my face? So mysterious. While asking An Wenzhao's words curiously, Qin Liusu was finally able to take a look in the mirror.

The moment he saw it in the mirror, Qin Liusu couldn't help but be stunned. An Wenzhao painted a flower cat face. And it's a pretty cute flower cat face.

Looking at the cat's face in the mirror, even Qin Liusu himself couldn't recognize that this was him.

After a while, I came again with a cat's face. An Wenzhao also drew exactly the same one on his face.

"Brother, your face ......" I don't think I think when I look at myself, why do I want to laugh so much when I look at others.

"What's wrong with my face, isn't this young master not looking good?"

"Beautiful." Speaking of conscience, it is indeed good-looking. Anyway, it's much better than Qin Liusu's painting.

Thinking of this, Qin Liusu couldn't help but smile. No wonder his father said that An Wenzhao was not doing his job properly. It turned out that he went to school since he was a child, and he set your talents, especially the ability to paint, all of which he used off.

"Young master, young lady, the master asked you to go to the hall to meet the guests." The maid suddenly came to report, which made Qin Liusu nervous to death.

The face is painted like this, but how to meet the guests.

"Brother, what should we do now, is it too late for us to wash it off?"

"No need to wash." An Wenzhao had a leisurely face. When asked him why, he told Qin Liusu that he painted like this to meet guests.

"Give them a trick and you're sure to make them happy."

An Wenzhao made such a far-fetched excuse, Qin Liusu believed it at the time. Looking back now, my former self was not only stupid, but simply stupid.

When I met the guests, I was really happy to see them. It's just that the joy on the faces of the guests is also far-fetched. There was no joy in it.

What can make Qin Liusu smile is probably only those memories with An Wenzhao.

Things are not people, after such a long time, Qin Liusu looked at the cat-faced masks at hand, and painted so much, but he didn't grow at all.

Each one is crooked. None of them are as beautiful as the one An Wenzhao painted for her.

"Brother, didn't you tell me that it was a trick? Why lie to me, isn't this making me embarrassed my parents? Qin Liusu relentlessly blamed An Wenzhao.

"Good sister, I didn't lie to you, why don't you call it a trick? If you think about it yourself, the people in that place were talking happily, but when they saw the two of us, they were so frightened that they couldn't speak. An Wenzhao couldn't help but immerse himself in such a joyful scene again.

"Brother, what kind of crooked reasoning are you, I won't eat you in the future." As soon as the words fell, An Wenzhao came over again, stared at Su and said:

"Qin Liusu, you look into my eyes, look at me very seriously, call Brother Sheng."

“…… Look me in the eye and look at me very seriously......"

Looking back now, when An Wenzhao said this to himself at that time, the hearts between the two of them may have been destined a long time ago.

Hearing this, Qin Liusu looked dazed, she raised her head, looked into An Wenzhao's eyes, and looked at his eyes that were different from usual, she suddenly didn't know how to answer.

"I ...... Elder brother...... Brother. Qin Liusu shouted "brother" a little reluctantly.

"Qin Liusu, do you like an older brother like me?" An Wenzhao still looked into her eyes and asked.

"Brother, why do you ask that?"

"I mean...... I am a brother like this, I fool you with some crooked reasoning all day long, always deceive you to do some serious things, and lead you into trouble, do you like such a brother. An Wenzhao parted his hands behind his head and turned around as he spoke.

"Brother, why do you think like this," Qin Liusu stepped forward and said to An Wenzhao with a smile:

"If it weren't for you to rescue me from Narcissus Tower, if it wasn't for you to intercede with the old lady, how could there be a place for me here, such a good brother, how could I not like it."

Qin Liusu looked up at the young man and smiled at him with big eyes.

Thinking about it, Qin Liusu smiled.

Laughing and laughing, Qin Liusu cried. Thinking of An Wenzhao, tears still can't help but fall. Wipe the tears from your face with your sleeve.

An Wenzhao should be doing well in heaven. It's just that if the mother of the family knew the news of his death, what would have happened.

How should Qin Liusu face Mrs. An in the future.

Her father's death had already devastated her. If she loses her only son, her life may be over.