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Yayanyan was not surprised to see Ling Shan eavesdropping outside the door, and she really had the demeanor of everyone. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Yayanyan saw Mrs. Fan, bent down to say hello, the etiquette was thorough, a dignified king of Yabelna to say hello to others is really a rare thing in ancient and modern times, Mrs. Fan naturally couldn't stand it, and hurriedly pulled Kia Yanyan.

"Yan'er, I heard that Chen'er is back?"

"Yes, Mother, my husband is resting in the house, he has been running around outside for the past few days, and his body is indeed a little tired, so he should take care of himself. ”

Where could Mrs. Fan not know the truth, it is good that Fan Chen did not burn the remaining half of Min De Mansion, but she received Yayanyan's kindness.

"Mother, now that the Minde Mansion is under construction, can you take your husband to the Xilan Hall to live temporarily, you plan to pass the throne of Abelna to your husband, hoping that your husband can officially accept it. ”

Mrs. Fan nodded in agreement.

"You'er retired first. Ayanyan said and got up to leave.

Mrs. Fan looked at Yayanyan's departing back and said in a low voice, "It's not easy for Chen'er to marry such a wife, Chen'er really doesn't know how to be blessed in the midst of blessings." ”

Yayanyan returned to the courtyard, and when she entered the door, she saw Fan Chen looking at Xi Yao stupidly, he was guarding the bedside, and this gentle gaze came to Yayanyan, but it turned into a sharp sword.

"If the husband likes it, it should be okay to deal with the dried corpse, right?"

"Save her. "Fan Chen is really stingy with Yayanyan, and he refuses to say a word more.

"Since the husband agreed, the husband has to go to the Xilan Hall with the slave family. ”

"Take her. ”

"Absolutely. Yayanyan readily agreed, hehe, it doesn't matter, she can't expose the big waves at all.

Yayanyan began to give Xi Yao a resuscitation ceremony as promised, she pulled out the wooden stake on Xi Yao's chest, leaving a pitch-black hole, as if bottomless, at the same time, countless black thread-like corpse spots emitted from the depths of the hole, quickly spreading around.

Fan Chen saw that Xi Yao was about to be eroded by this corpse spot, where was he saving her, it was clearly accelerating her corpse transformation and turning into a dry corpse in advance.

Yayanyan saw Fan Chen's anxiety, but said lightly, "If the husband doesn't believe in the slave family, the slave family won't do it." Seeing Fan Chen's look of no choice, Yayanyan sneered.

Yayanyan raised her hand, her slender fingers instantly grew sharp nails, she opened her cherry mouth slightly, and there were words in her mouth, and she used her nails to draw a "ten" on the palm of her other hand, she spread her hands flat, palms facing up. I saw that the cross on the palm of her hand was detached from her hand, and the blood-colored cross gradually enlarged, suspended directly above Xi Yao. The black corpse spots on Xi Yao's body were all separated from the body one by one, turning into wisps of black cloud smoke, rushing towards the blood-colored cross shape in the sky, the red of the cross shape gradually transformed into black, getting thicker and thicker, and finally turned into a cloud of smoke as black as ink, and quickly rotated, crumpled into a ball, and the original cross shape could no longer be seen.

The black smoke gradually disappeared, Yayanyan was in pain, and almost fell to the ground, she covered her palms, propped her elbows on the edge of the table, and sat on the stool.

Fan Chen only cared about Xi Yao, and kept by Xi Yao's side, not caring about Ya Yanyan at all.

The corpse spots on Xi Yao's body have all disappeared, the black hole in her chest has also healed, and the wounds on her body are gradually healing themselves. Her eyelashes fluttered a few times, and then she opened them, and at first glance she saw the dust, but there was no emotion, just sweeping, and her gaze did not linger for a moment. This made Fan Chen's heart shrink suddenly, and it was indescribably painful.

Xi Yao struggled to stand up, looked around, but didn't pay attention to the dust beside her, and finally focused on Yayanyan's body, she climbed out of bed and walked to Yayanyan's side, her body was a little shaky, she suddenly knelt on the ground, lowered her head and said, "Master." ”

Fan Chen watched Xi Yao bow down to Ya Yanyan, he was in place, and the hand that was supposed to help Xi Yao was hanging in the air, looking so redundant and lonely. She really didn't remember him, how could she not remember him? So the feelings between them had all been whitened and drained? The blue eyes were sparkling, and there was indescribable sadness and sadness.

Yayanyan looked at Fanchen's lonely expression and sad eyes, it was really interesting, Yayanyan showed the joy of the winner.

"Xi Yao. Yayanyan shouted Xi Yao.

Xi Yao was slightly stunned, it turned out that her name was Xi Yao, and she responded, "Hmm." ”

Yayanyan looked at Fan Chen, but said to Xi Yao, "This is my husband, then he is also your master, call to listen." Yayanyan looked at Fan Chen intently, thinking, look at how you can bear this sound.

Xi Yao raised her head, looked at Fan Chen, and said, "Master." ”

Fan Chen clenched his fists. This strange gaze was merely obedient, piercing into the heart of Fan Chen, and this mechanical call, like the cruelest punishment in the world, called out not "master", but distance, strange and completely far away.

Not so long ago, in this room, in the same place. He had proposed to her, swore never to betray her, and she was the only one in his heart, and she had confessed to him, and told him her love for him, humble and stubborn, low-key and resolute, and here they embraced, and she wept, and wept because she was moved and happy, and he was silent but kept silent, caressing her head, and comforting her lonely soul.

Everything, all the voices and oaths she once had, all the experiences, Xi Yao had lost everything, nothing was left, even Fan Chen's name was thrown away, not to mention the young man she named Xia Xiche and the bumpy and profound story between them.

"Fan Chen, I like you, I really like you, you can dislike me, but I still like you very much, I can't see you, I will be flustered and uneasy, I don't want your commitment and your recognition, you just need to give me a corner where I can see you, even if I look at you from afar, I am satisfied, Fan Chen, I like you, I really like you......"

A fiery tear rolled down Fan Chen's eyes, and his heart was broken but no one helped pick it up. The person who dies first is the happy person, and the person who stays behind is the painful person, who will sink in the beautiful memory of the past, and at the same time feel endless loneliness and loneliness. Then the person who forgets is the person who is happy, and the person who remembers is the most painful person.

Who in the annual ring mutilates the story, brushes his sleeves and leaves, leaving no moment of nostalgia. Those red dust past, bumpy love road, can't work together, whose fault is it, passing by again and again, unwilling persistence, desperate waiting, how to break the mirror and reunite. Fan Chen didn't know how to face Xi Yao, if she left his sight, he would not let her go, and if she appeared in his sight, it would be merciless torture and punishment. Who will heal the wounds and grievances in Fan Chen's heart?

Fan Chenmu looked away, took a heavy step, and walked past Xi Yao, leaving only a blood-red phantom, the bridal dress he had changed into for her, with her red makeup and wedding dress, but he didn't have the opportunity to join hands with her in the wedding hall.

Fan Chen walked by, a cold wind swept Xi Yao's cheeks, raising wisps of green silk, but it couldn't evoke any familiar touches and memories. She was just surprised why the silver-haired boy was wearing a costume similar to her own.

"Xi Yao, get up, change the clothes on your body," Yayanyan turned around and said to the maid, "Take a new set of clothes for her, then pack up and go back to Xilan Hall tomorrow." ”

"Yes, young lady. The maid said respectfully.

Xi Yao changed into a new dress and waited by Yayanyan's side.

Yayanyan smiled and said, "Xi Yao, you don't have to serve me, go down, I will call you when I need you." ”

"Hmm. Xi Yao went out.

Yayanyan has no shortage of servants and slaves, and Yayanyan has not yet cared about torturing Xi Yao, so she lets Xi Yao move around at will, does not restrain her behavior, and does not need her to do anything, as long as she occasionally appears in front of Fan Chen's eyes, it is the best punishment for them, so that the people who love each other will not recognize each other.

Fan Chen was still dressed in red, and he had no intention of changing it, he had been sitting in the pavilion and drinking alone. With a "snap", another wine jar was smashed. A maid held a newly opened jar of wine and placed it on the stone table, while the rest of the maidservants waited outside the pavilion with the jar in their hands, looking at the fragments of the jar all over the ground but did not dare to come forward to clean it up.

"Bang dang. The jar fell from the fingertips of the dust, shook twice on the stone table, and the wine "gurgled" out of the jar. Fan Chen lay on the cold stone table with his head tilted sideways, the wine dripping down his cheeks, his blue eyes revealing a piercing coldness, and the wet light in his eyes could not distinguish between tears and wine. The wine flowed down from the edge of the table and dripped on the ground, splashing with mellow smell, but he could not taste the mellow aroma of the wine, only the unwilling bitterness remained.

Fan Chen has been silent, he is the best at silence, but he can't adapt to such loneliness and pain. He couldn't forget it for a long time, and that cold and unfamiliar gaze actually came from Xi Yao's eyes. She had been around him, her eyes locked on him. She once told him that he was like the brightest morning star in the sky, always giving her dazzling light. Now she doesn't remember him, there's nothing.

Fan Chen took Xi Yao, trekking through mountains and rivers, just to find a way to save her, fighting for her along the way, because she became a demon, she didn't close her eyes for a few days, I don't know if she was sleepy or drunk, at this moment he closed his eyes quietly, frowning but not showing up, I don't know what kind of sad dreams he had.

The green jade fingers caressed Fanchen's face and stared at him for a long time.

Fan Chen opened his eyes, and it was Ya Yanyan who greeted him, she looked at him gently, and said softly, "Can you go back to your room to rest?" "Yayanyan is a very good wife, if Fan Chen hadn't met Xi Yao, Fan Chen shouldn't have rejected Ya Yanyan as his wife.

Fan Chen raised his eyes and caught a glimpse of Xi Yao standing beside Ya Yanyan, she was like a pillar, her face was expressionless, what a ruthless appearance. Fan Chen was drunk and hazy, blinked weakly, his vision was a little clearer, but he couldn't blink the sadness in his eyes.

"Come over and help, help the young master back to the room. Yayanyan said to the maid behind her, with the help of the maid, Yayanyan pulled up Fan Chen, put his arm on her shoulder, and helped Fan Chen to leave slowly with the maid, he stared at Xi Yao for a long time, until he had no strength to turn his head to look at her, and disappeared at the entrance of the courtyard corridor.

Yayanyan didn't call Xi Yao, Xi Yao stood in the pavilion.