The man also felt a little at a loss, and when it got dark, he had a headache, and he stood in the courtyard, not knowing which woman's house to go to.

The original partner heard her husband wandering outside the house every night, feeling sorry for her husband, and discouraged, feeling that she and he were close to the end of the world, and the original nothing to say became nothing to say, thinking that the children were older anyway, it was better to fulfill them, so he quietly drank the medicine and died.

When the "new love" saw it, she was immediately stupid, she didn't want to rob her husband with someone at all, let alone force anyone to death. looked at the resentful eyes of the two children in the original match, and when they thought of the pointing of others behind them in the future, the "new love" actually hanged himself.

The two women sought death one after another, and the man was completely stunned. In his opinion, he is the culprit, if he hadn't forgotten his home and wife, how could a tragedy happen. Sad and frustrated, the man wiped his neck and followed the two women.

The family was dumbfounded, and the poor couple of old men waited for more than ten years to see their son return, but now it was the white-haired man who sent the black-haired man. The pair of young children are even more miserable, since they were children, they have been miserable without their father, but now they are good, their father is back, but they killed their mother, and their father is also dead, how will they live this day in the future? The old and the small guard the corpses of the three people and howled and cried. The neighbors also felt pitiful, pitiful, pathetic, and sad, and surrounded themselves with sadness, so they naturally blocked the road.

Xiaoqin turned around and came back to tell the situation, Murong Huan sighed lowly, and sighed a little in his heart. Asking what is the situation in the world, the direct sect promises life and death! Unconsciously thinking of himself, thinking of Baili Moxu, and thinking of Leng Yuxin, Murong Huan immediately fell silent.

Xiaobai went to report to Su Yiming, seeing that he couldn't leave for a while, Su Yiming frowned slightly, then got out of the carriage and walked to the carriage where Murong Huan was. Gently poking open the small curtain on the window with his fingers, Su Yiming just wanted to say something, but found that Murong Huan lowered his head, as if he remembered something unpleasant.

At this moment, Murong Huan lowered her eyes, gently stroked the meow she was holding in her arms, and tried to hide her feelings, but the slightly reddened eyes and nose revealed her sadness.

Su Yiming was stunned for a moment, and before he could say anything, he saw Xiaoqin shaking his head at himself, he slowly withdrew his hand and walked away. sighed from the bottom of my heart, women are really the most emotional animals, and they love to touch the scene the most, and they are sad and sad. Thinking about it, Su Yiming slowly walked in front of the crowd.

"Old man, I am deeply sorry to hear of the misfortune that has happened in your family. The two of you are old, your two grandchildren are not yet adults, and there is no breadwinner in the family, so it will be very difficult. I would like to take the liberty of donating some silver taels to support your two grandchildren. I wonder if the old man is willing?"

Everyone was sighing and discussing there, and suddenly a nice voice sounded in their ears, and they couldn't help but look back, and they were all stunned, only to see a man standing there in an ice blue robe, looking like a fairy. The corners of the man's lips were bent upward, with a shallow smile, and his face was written with slow heartache and sympathy, and that look made people drunk at once, only thinking that this was the heavenly gods who came down to earth, seeing that this family was pitiful, they came to help them.

The neighbors looked at it stupidly, and automatically dodged away, and the two old men and a pair of children looked at Su Yiming who walked slowly with teary eyes, moved and surprised, but just muttered "Good guy"!

Su Yiming beckoned gently, and the little white fart ran up and handed over a big money bag and a few silver tickets, "Childe, give!"

Su Yiming personally squatted down, put the money bag and silver ticket in the hands of the two children, and patted their heads, "If you have difficulties in the future, come to Xiaoyaomen to find me!" With that, Su Yiming stood up and turned to leave.

The old man hurriedly asked his two grandsons to kowtow to Engong, and Xiaobai dissuaded him at the right time, "The old man doesn't have to be polite, my son-in-law is the master of the Xiaoyao Gate, and he doesn't like these false courtesies the most." If anyone dares to bully you in the future, come to my free door, and the prince will administer justice for you!"

For a while, everyone was shocked, it turned out that this good-looking person was the owner of Xiaoyaomen? What a good person! Everyone talked in a low voice, but when they saw Xiaobai and the others pulling the carriage coming, they gave way one after another, and the two children even kowtowed heavily to the carriage.

After Murong Huan, Xiaoqin and others learned about this qiē, their views on Su Yiming changed a little.

It was night, and it was already dusk when he returned to Gutai, and Su Yiming personally sent Murong Huan back. Before parting, Su Yiming thanked Murong Huan again and mentioned that he was about to return to the Snow Man Capital.

Seeing the reluctance in Su Yiming's eyes, Murong Huan's heart moved, as if he was bewitched by something, and offered to practice it for him at home the next day. Su Yiming hooked her lips and smiled, said goodbye and left.

When Baili Moxu and Xiao Wuyi rode a fast horse to Gutai, Murong Huan was drinking tea with Su Yiming in the garden. The spring sun in the afternoon was a little warm on his body, Murong Huan half-squinted his eyes, tasted the fragrant tea sent by Su Yiming, and chatted with him with or without a match. But Su Yiming obviously felt that Murong Huan's interest in talking today was not high, and he was always distracted, and sometimes Murong Huan didn't seem to know what he said.

"Miss Qiu, I remember the first time I came to this garden, I accidentally saw a guqin in front of your window, I guess you are a person who loves the qin, can you please stroke the qin?" Su Yiming looked at Murong Huan, and always felt that she had something on her mind.

"The door master wants to listen to the qin?" Murong Huan was stunned, since she left the Xuwang Mansion, she had never touched the qin again, sometimes just looking at the guqin, she would feel sour in her heart for no reason, Su Yiming said this, her first reaction was to refuse.

"I am an orphan, I was taken in by my master when I was a child, I grew up in Xiaoyaomen, and I practiced alchemy and martial arts all day long, which was very hard. When I was extremely tired, Master would play a calming song for me to help me fall asleep. Although Master's piano playing is very ordinary, to me as a child, it is a natural sound. Since Master's death, I haven't heard the guqin for a long time, I wonder if I have the honor to listen to Miss Qiu stroke the qin today?" Su Yiming looked directly at Murong Huan, and the reason he said made him unbearable to refuse.

"Then I'll be ugly. Murong Huan stood up, motioned for Xiaoqin to take his guqin, walked to the stone table in the pavilion and sat down, watched Xiaoqin burn incense, cleaned his hands, and gently stroked the strings with both hands, but his mind was very messy, and he didn't know what to play.

Since returning yesterday, Murong Huan's mood has been a little disturbed, the man and two women who committed suicide in the town always linger in her heart, making her involuntarily think of everything in the Xuwang Mansion that day, and think of the person who tried his best to forget, but couldn't forget.

Fingers lightly swiped over the strings, and a few single notes rang out, and a song popped out of Murong Huan's mind, almost without thinking, her hand began to pluck the strings, and her mouth began to sing.

Let all the past go away with the wind

Let that memory melt into mud on the ground

Quietly and gently

It's drizzling again in my world

You don't need to have many words

There will also be a different world

I can slowly forget about you

A kiss between you

Give me the most beautiful memories

It can no longer be erased

The traces left by the deeply loved you

Waved and left

Maybe that's the end

Stop being stupid and stay where you are

Let all the past go away with the wind

Let that memory melt into mud on the ground

Quietly and gently

It's drizzling again in my world

You don't need to have many words

There will also be a different world

I can slowly forget about you

A kiss between you

Give me the most beautiful memories

It can no longer be erased

The traces left by the deeply loved you

Waved and left

Maybe that's the end

Stop being stupid and stay where you are

A kiss between you

Give me the most beautiful memories

It can no longer be erased

The traces left by the deeply loved you

Waved and left

Maybe that's the end

All the past is gone with the wind

As soon as Murong Huan spoke, Su Yiming was deeply attracted, he never knew that a person's piano sound and singing voice could be so beautiful. He couldn't help but stand up and look at Murong Huan in white clothes and caressing the piano in the pavilion stupidly.

I couldn't tell whether he was intoxicated by his own rhythm or lost in his own heart, Murong Huan completely forgot about the people and things around him, just plucked the strings and sang emotionally. The melody is so beautiful and lyrical, the voice is so mellow and unique, and the singing voice like crying expresses the complex feelings in the heart.

Su Yiming looked at Murong Huan quietly, moved by her singing. This song seems to tell the lingering compassion of the past, the helplessness that cannot be extricated, the longing for the former lover, and the helplessness of letting go of the past. A qiē of a qiē only makes people have the urge to cry.

Xiaoqin on the side was already red-eyed, and Ah Ming also lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking, and Xiaobai, who had always been happy, also felt that his nose was sour. Huo Xuan and Meow Meow were also stupid, and Huo Xuan tilted his head and wondered, what happened to this woman? Could it be that King Leng is a negative man who has abandoned her from the beginning?

Nini, who had been staying on the soft sword on Murong Huan's waist, had already burst into tears, mother, you obviously still love Daddy, why do you hide in this place and not let him know? If you want him to go back, Daddy really loves you! Why are you so troubled? Do you really want to let the baby in your belly be born without a father?

At this time, there was still a person standing outside the wall, it was Baili Moxu who had just arrived.

Hurry up, Baili Moxu and Xiao Wu arrived just when Murong Huan was stroking the qin. Pretending to be a passer-by walking around the garden, but hearing her singing like this, Baili Moxu only felt that his heart shrank fiercely, as if someone had put his hand into his body, grabbed the small organ and twisted it, and he was speechless in pain.

Suddenly, the strings broke, and Xiaoqin's exclamation sounded in the garden, "Sister-in-law, what's wrong with you?"

Baili Moxu couldn't care so much, jumped and flew to a big tree, but saw Murong Huan oozing blood from the corner of his mouth, and fainted next to the guqin